translator: honeydew
Lin Zhushui entered the ward and saw Zhou Jiayu and Shen Yiqiong lying in their beds.
Both of them still had drips hanging from their hands, and when they saw Lin Zhushui come in, they both showed appeasing expressions… unfortunately, they completely forgot that Lin Zhushui couldn’t see their faces.
“We’re mushrooms delicious?” Lin Zhushui’s thin lips slightly opened. His tone was not too cold, but it still made the two on the bed feel guilty.
“Not delicious—” the two of them bit the bullet and lied.
“Do you want to eat it again?” Lin Zhushui asked again.
“Don’t want to—” The whole scene was similar to elementary school students being lectured. If it weren’t for Zhou Jiayu and Shen Yiqiong lying in bed, they would probably have lowered their heads and stared at their feet this very moment.
“Why don’t I help you order takeout to add to your meal?” Lin Zhushui’s voice was very gentle. If someone who didn’t know anything was listening, they might’ve really thought he truly cared about the two pitiful patients in bed.
“I won’t eat, Sir, I was wrong.” Shen Yiqiong cried bitterly with guilt. “I won’t eat things carelessly anymore.”
Lin Zhushui’s voice was as cold as ice as he said, “You should really rejoice, the competition is about to begin.”
As Zhou Jiayu was lectured, he was as quiet as a chicken throughout, after all, he had even touched Lin Zhushui’s butt. If Lin Zhushui didn’t chop off his hand, he would already be grateful.
After Lin Zhushui finished speaking, he didn’t scold the two again. He asked them to come back directly after being discharged from the hospital, and then turned around and left. It seemed that he was indeed a bit angry.
Shen Yiqiong laid on the bed and asked in despair, “Zhou Jiayu, what exactly did you do, to make Sir so angry.”
Zhou Jiayu thought to himself what could I do, I’m also in despair. He wilted and said, “It’s nothing, I just slapped Sir’s butt.”
Shen Yiqiong: “…”
Zhou Jiayu spoke: “Why aren’t you speaking?”
Shen Yiqiong touched his nose and said, “Are you really still alive? Are you actually dead? Am I seeing your soul right now?”
Zhou Jiayu: “…”
Offending Sir and still being alive, Zhou Jiayu felt he was truly blessed by the competition. He shrinked into the bed and said in a muffled voice, “You know, if I lose the competition…”
Shen Yiqiong cast a pitiful look at him and said, “If you had lost the competition before, Sir could have paid some money to transport you back. But now if you lose…maybe…”
Zhou Jiayu: “Maybe?”
Shen Yiqiong said, “Maybe we’ll have to bury you in Yunnan.”
Zhou Jiayu: “…”
Shen Yiqiong said, “But for the sake of our poisoning together, I will try to secretly make your ashes into a ceramic urn and transport it back.”
Zhou Jiayu spoke: “Then I really must thank you.”
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
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On the car, Yang Ziquan said, “The competition will start tomorrow. Are you ready?”
Yang Mian said, “Ready!”
Zhou Jiayu said, “I’m ready too!” He had already selected his favorite urn design and sent it to Shen Yiqiong just in case.
Shen Yiqiong probably knew what he was thinking and sighed as he patted his shoulder heavily.
The competition was about to start, but Zhou Jiayu still had a limited understanding of feng shui. According to Shen Yiqiong, even if he pinched his fingers and counted, the situation would be more ominous than auspicious.
When they arrived at the hotel, Lin Zhushui was chatting with another stranger. You could see that he was indeed very famous in the feng shui circle, because in addition to the person he was chatting with, there were several others who wanted to talk, and all of them looked at Lin Zhushui with stars in their eyes.
Zhou Jiayu had the impression that he seemed to be looking at countless star-crossed fanboys and fangirls chasing after their idol.
“Sir, we are back.” Although Shen Yiqiong was afraid, he obediently went over and greeted Lin Zhushui.
“En, go in and rest,” Lin Zhushui said. “We have the competition tomorrow, don’t go anywhere tonight.”
Shen Yiqiong and Zhou Jiayu dared not disobey. Both of them were disheartened and prepared to return to their rooms.
Before entering his room, Zhou Jiayu asked Shen Yiqiong what the content of the previous competition was. Shen Yiqiong scratched his head and said, “The preliminary competition was too simple, I forgot it. I remember the final part was a dragon vein.”
Zhou Jiayu: “…Fuck, a dragon vein?”
Shen Yiqiong looked pitifully at Zhou Jiayu and said, “You don’t even know what a dragon vein is, do you?”
Zhou Jiayu: “…Yes.”
Shen Yiqiong sighed deeply, “Go with peace of mind.”
Zhou Jiayu almost didn’t cry out.
Then the two of them went back to their respective rooms and searched for their mothers. Zhou Jiayu lay on his own bed, huddled, feeling an indescribable cold. He said, “Jiba, why do I feel so cold? Is this a sign of my impending death?”
Jiba said, “Turn up the AC.”
Zhou Jiayu: “…” He silently took the remote and found that the air conditioning was 23 degrees Celsius. Well, it was indeed a bit cold, so he turned it up a bit.
Tomorrow was a life-threatening competition, and Zhou Jiayu thought he would be too nervous and afraid to sleep. But in fact, he fell asleep happily within ten minutes of going to bed, and had no such thing as insomnia.
The next day when he got up to wash up, Jiba faintly said, “Lin Zhushui knocked on the door at 10:30 last night.”
Zhou Jiayu’s mouth was full of foam: “Ah?”
Jiba: “He probably thought you would have insomnia, so he wanted to comfort you.”
Zhou Jiayu: “…”
Jiba: “But it seems like he only knocked on the door once and heard your snoring.”
Zhou Jiayu’s hand shook slightly: “I was even fucking snoring?”
Jiba: “Yes.”
Zhou Jiayu: “…”
Jiba spoke in a mournful tone: “So, he turned around and left.”
Zhou Jiayu didn’t want to say anything, finished washing quietly, changed clothes, and went downstairs to have breakfast.
He, the competitor, fell asleep, and Shen Yiqiong, the non-competitor, had dark circles under his eyes instead. When he saw Zhou Jiayu he asked: “Aren’t you very nervous, didn’t you have insomnia? My super powerful senior brother lost sleep all night during the competition that year—”
Zhou Jiayu lowered his head and didn’t dare to look at Lin Zhushui sitting next to him. He shamelessly lied, “En, I didn’t sleep much…”
Lin Zhushui laughed coldly beside him.
Zhou Jiayu: “…” Ge, I was wrong.
Shen Yiqiong didn’t know what was going on yet, so he whispered secretly, “Why did you mess with Sir again?”
Zhou Jiayu’s face was bitter and he didn’t respond.
Lin Zhushui didn’t say anything, just said coldly as usual, “Once you finish eating, get ready to leave and enter the competition venue early.”
Zhou Jiayu thought that his words had some profundity, after all, dying earlier meant he would reincarnate earlier.
Several people went together in Yang Ziquan’s car. Yang Mian also looked like he had not slept, and the dark circles under his eyes were particularly obvious. In the car, only Zhou Jiayu and Lin Zhushui had mental states as usual. Not mentioning Lin Zhushui, Zhou Jiayu was actually quite nervous, but his nervousness obviously hadn’t affected his sleep quality.
The arena was extremely crowded, which indirectly proved that the feng shui community really valued this competition.
Zhou Jiayu unexpectedly saw many foreigners outside the stadium, and he was frightened and said, “It’s even an international competition—”
Shen Yiqiong said, “Yes, congratulations. You’re going to throw Sir’s face out of the country.”
Zhou Jiayu: “…”
Lin Zhushui’s expression hadn’t changed much, but maybe because Zhou Jiayu’s mood changed, he felt Lin Zhushui looked terrifyingly cold, so much so that he might even take a switchblade out of his pocket and stab him to death.
Jiba comforted Zhou Jiayu by saying that Lin Zhushui would never do such a low-level thing, and told him to focus on the competition, otherwise if he really lost…
Zhou Jiayu said pitifully, “What would happen?”
Jiba: “Then I would have to find another host…”
Zhou Jiayu felt completely betrayed by the whole world.
Although there were many people watching the excitement outside the arena, only contestants could enter, and all communication methods inside were blocked to prevent cheating. If cheating was discovered, the faction represented by the contestant would be disqualified from participating for three terms, which meant they would not be able to participate in this competition for twelve years.
Lin Zhushui handed Zhou Jiayu’s number plate to him, which was a small round jade plate with a beautiful “156” written in seal script.
Zhou Jiayu held the small plate and felt like he was holding his whole world. He said: “I’m going now, Sir.”
Lin Zhushui let out a light “en”.
Behind him, Shen Yiqiong pretended to wipe away tears.
Zhou Jiayu hesitated for a moment and brazenly said, “Sir, does Sir have anything to say to me?”
“Friendship comes second, competition comes first,” Lin Zhushui said warmly.
Zhou Jiayu: “…” When did he come for friendship.
Lin Zhushui said again, “Do your best, if you unfortunately lose…”
Zhou Jiayu listened to Lin Zhushui’s gentle voice and was about to be moved, but Lin Zhushui’s voice cooled down and he said, “I’ll buy you three catties of mushrooms to eat.”
Zhou Jiayu: “…” He began to regret asking Lin Zhushui what he wanted to say to him. The two of them had a relationship where they had at least touched each other’s butt, why so heartless— of course, he only dared think about this quietly to himself. If he really said it out loud, he might not even have to participate in the competition anymore.
With a feeling of rustling wind and cold water, Zhou Jiayu walked slowly into the arena.
The young girl who checked his number plate was also a fan of Lin Zhushui and said, “Are you Mr. Lin’s disciple? Good luck in the competition!”
Zhou Jiayu forced a smile and said, “Thank you, I will work hard.”
The girl said, “I hope Mr. Lin will win the competition again this year!”
Upon hearing these words, Zhou Jiayu remained silent and drifted away in a trance like a ghost. He was now extremely grateful he had not asked about the previous performances of Lin Zhushui’s disciples in this competition…
The author has something to say:
Lin Zhushui: Compete well, if you win, I’ll give you something delicious to eat.
Zhou Jiayu: What is it?
Lin Zhushui: Guess?
Zhou Jiayu: ………………
Hoho this is it!! I’m sure he will pass with flying colours. So exciting! Thanks for the chapter 💕
Lose 3 catties mushroom, win one mushroom lol
Let’s believe in his super power
Thank you for your translation 🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍
Thank you for the update ❤️💯
Little bird, you’ll have to work hard
Thanks for the translation ❤️