Translator: Dj2203
Editor: Dj2203
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After sending the video and diary post, Zhuang Li checked the student files again but still did not find any student named “Ming” in Class A of Grade 3.
He recalled it carefully and realized that there were 41 students in Class A in the file, but there were 43 students in the classroom, and the two extra students were his lover and his deskmate.
“Could he be a boarding student?” Zhuang Li murmured as he expanded his search, but he could not find his lover’s information in the files of boarding students.
The two of them seemed to have appeared out of nowhere.
How can a student come to school without a student record? What will happen to the college entrance examination in the future? What will happen to university? What will happen to work? Even if you want to study abroad, you still need student record information.
“Judging from the way he’s dressed, his family should be very well off, so they wouldn’t even deny him a place in school. There must be some reason I don’t know about.” Zhuang Li’s heart was in his throat. He exited the database and went to the forum.
Perhaps the students’ gossip would reveal some truth.
But he tracked the speeches of every student in Class A for three years but found no clues of important value.
Everyone only knew that the two were transfer students who had just transferred here this semester. The shorter one was called Zhong Xingyun. He had a very cheerful personality, but he seldom interacted or played with everyone. He just hung around his desk mate all day, helping to buy water and food, like a follower.
The tall boy was very introverted, never talked to anyone, and never participated in group activities. It had been more than a month since the start of school, and no one even knew his name. They could only privately give him the nickname “Sleepy God” because he slept in class every day, but the teacher never cared.
“Zhong Xingyun?” Zhuang Li silently repeated the name while following the clue, only to find that the other party was a person who appeared out of nowhere.
Zhuang Li went through the academic records of all the senior high school students in city B and found three Zhong Xingyuns in total, but none of them matched the people in the classroom; there were even fewer children named “Ming”, only one, but he was definitely not his lover.
7480 reminded: “Master, please check the Chinese household registration database.”
“Too slow, there’s no need for that. I’ll ask him myself later.” Zhuang Li stood up and stretched, then left the computer room slowly. When he reached the teaching building, he bumped into Teng Xuan at the corner of the stairs.
This scene was very similar to the moment when Zhuang Li opened his eyes in the morning. However, Teng Xuan was no longer high-spirited, arrogant, or indifferent, and he no longer had the sense of superiority of controlling everything or even playing with everything.
When Zhuang Li saw him, he subconsciously took a small step back, then forced himself to stay where he was and asked in a hoarse voice: “Zhuang Li, did you hack into my campus network account?” He did not mention the live broadcast account, for fear that Zhuang Li would go to the live broadcast platform to watch on a whim.
As someone who monitored Zhuang Li every day, he naturally knew that this person was very secluded. Apart from writing a diary using his campus account, he never participated in any online activities.
Zhuang Li smiled meaningfully: “I don’t know what you are talking about.” Then he turned around and went upstairs.
Teng Xuan couldn’t believe this and planned to let Huang Zhe and others test Zhuang Li later.
If Zhuang Li knew everything, he would definitely not be fooled; if Zhuang Li knew nothing, he would definitely fall into the love game. Of course, it could not be ruled out that Zhuang Li knew everything but would pretend to be ignorant and then play them in the palm of his hand.
Thinking of this, Teng Xuan was shocked and suddenly felt a little scared.
Zhuang Li was so cunning and scheming, who could outsmart him? Don’t just take advantage of others and end up suffering a big loss.
To play or not to play? Teng Xuan hesitated.
He walked up the stairs step by step, and when he saw the classroom was just around the corner, he finally made up his mind – to play!
If Zhuang Li knew nothing, he would definitely be fooled. Huang Zhe and Fang Yibo were masters at playing with people’s feelings, and they would definitely make Zhuang Li fall into the abyss of despair.
If Zhuang Li knew everything, when he retaliated he would only retaliate against those two people, and it would have nothing to do with him.
Thinking this way, Teng Xuan finally put down the heavy stone in his heart and slowly walked into the classroom. Then he froze. A bone-chilling chill swept over him, pulling him back to the cruel reality. Everyone was looking at him, with eyes that seemed to be mocking, sympathetic, or contemptuous.
He almost forgot that not long ago, his dignity, his pride, his glory, were all stripped away by Zhuang Li. Now he was a loser who cried when he couldn’t stand losing, a loser who could only succeed by relying on others’ accommodation, and even more a clown who had no self-awareness.
Realizing that his image had become so terrible, Teng Xuan’s straight back collapsed in an instant.
For the first time, he felt ashamed and wanted to dig a hole in the ground and crawl into it.
He almost walked back to his seat timidly. Just as he sat down, he heard Huang Zhe’s grinning voice behind him: “Oh my God, Xuanzi, you couldn’t beat Zhuang Li in the exam and you went to your stepmother to cry. Hahahaha, I almost died of laughter! You are so resourceful!”
Huang Zhe was a typical playboy who knew nothing except eating, drinking and having fun. His self-esteem and moral sense were also pitifully low. In his opinion, there was nothing wrong with Teng Xuan asking Zhuang Xin to suppress Zhuang Li. As long as they could win, the means were not important.
He was a real villain, but Teng Xuan was a hypocrite. For a hypocrite, face and dignity were the most important.
Teng Xuan not only wanted to win but also wanted to win beautifully. But now he lost, and lost so badly, this kind of pain was no less than being tortured in public.
His face twisted for a moment, but when he turned back, he smiled very gently, deliberately inducing: “Are you still playing that game?”
Xiu Yue glanced at him and suddenly asked, “You didn’t post that video and diary just now, did you? Did Red Falcon hack into our account?”
Teng Xuan: “…Yes. Did you figure it out?”
Xiu Yue: “You are not that stupid.”
Teng Xuan, who had done all the stupid things, said: “…”
He always felt that he was being implicated.
Xiu Yue: “Let’s stop playing games and find Red Falcon first. If he dares to mess with me, he will die!”
Red Falcon himself, Teng Xuan: “…”
Huang Zhe refused to do it and protested, “Play, play, play, I must play! It’s the most exciting to play with someone like Zhuang Li who has some ability and a little arrogance. You don’t understand that feeling at all! Yibo, do you want to play?”
“I want to play too. Zhuang Li is actually quite pretty, and it would be worth it to get him into bed. After we have sex with him, we’ll take photos and videos as evidence. If you lose, you have to give me your newly bought sports car.” Fang Yibo turned around and high-fived Huang Zhe.
He was a student with sports expertise. He usually didn’t like to use his brain, but his limbs were well-developed. He had a hot temper and liked to play exciting games.
Huang Zhe said with a smile: “What if we both succeed?”
“Whoever succeeds first wins. The fact that both of us succeeded will prove that Zhuang Li is not a good person. We can threaten him with the photos and videos and make him be our slave. We will throw him away when we get tired of playing with him. We won’t suffer any loss.” Fang Yibo rubbed his hands excitedly.
Just as Teng Xuan expected, the two hit it off immediately.
Xiu Yue seemed to have long been accustomed to this kind of internal division. He looked at Teng Xuan and acquiesced. When faced with uncertain situations, the two of them would always step aside and let Huang Zhe and Fang Yibo take over.
While the group of four was whispering, Zhuang Li had already packed up his things, moved his desk off the podium, walked through the long aisle, and headed towards the last row.
Everyone was looking at him, but no one dared to talk to him. Even the girls who had previously hated him so much shut their mouths.
Watching a video and facing a real person were two completely different feelings.
In the past, Zhuang Li always lowered his head to avoid other people’s gazes, like a shadow that existed but was not seen. But now, he raised his chin slightly, pursed his red lips, and scanned the audience with his narrow eyes. His temperament was exceptionally sharp.
He didn’t even give face to Teng Xuan’s father, so who would he be afraid of?
He had just said in the morning, “Without me, what are you, Teng Xuan?” In one afternoon, Teng Xuan really became nothing. His aggressiveness and revenge were too strong, and his ability to act was even more amazing.
Zhong Xingyun lay on the table and whispered to Si Ming: “This child is a wolf that strayed into the flock of sheep. The days ahead will be fun!”
Si Ming was still sleeping soundly with his head covered.
Zhong Xingyun covered his mouth and laughed secretly, but he became stiff while laughing, because Zhuang Li moved the table and walked straight to him. He then said politely but firmly: “Classmate, can you give up this seat to me? There is an empty seat in the next row, can you sit there?”
“Do you want to switch places with me?” Zhong Xingyun repeated stupidly.
“To be exact, I want to sit at the same table with this classmate.” Zhuang Li pouted at Si Ming who was “soundly sleeping”.
“You want to be his desk mate?” Zhong Xingyun slowed down his speech, pointed at Zhuang Li, then at Si Ming, and confirmed again in disbelief.
What happened to the saying that autistic children are unwelcome everywhere?
“Yes. Can you give up your seat to me?” Zhuang Li asked patiently.
Zhong Xingyun finally came to his senses and shook the person who was “soundly asleep” repeatedly, shouting anxiously: “Wake up, wake up, someone wants to switch places with me!”
Si Ming froze for a long time before taking off his coat. He glared at Zhong Xingyun fiercely. When he looked at the little curly-haired boy, his pupils trembled slightly. He was actually a little scared, but he growled in the most impatient tone: “What are you arguing about? Can’t you see I’m sleeping? It’s none of my business if someone wants to switch seats with you!”
After saying this, he crossed his arms over his chest and glared at everyone around who was watching the fun.
No one knew much about this “Sleeping God”. They only vaguely knew that his family background seemed to be even more prominent than Xiu Yue’s.
Xiu Yue was already a figure at the top of the pyramid. The only ones with a higher status than him were those families on the clouds.
Therefore, facing the unfriendly gaze of the tall boy, this group of arrogant children actually lowered their heads and avoided him. No one dared to confront him head-on.
Zhong Xingyun knew Si Ming too well. If anyone outside wanted to sit with him, he would just yell “Get lost”.
But now, he seemed very impatient, with a vicious expression, but what he said was “It’s none of my business.”
Could the meaning of this sentence be more obvious? Zhuang Li wanted to sit with him, and he actually agreed after going through so many twists and turns! He didn’t dare to throw the word “get out” in Zhuang Li’s face!
This guy who has beauty but no friends in his heart! I really owe you!
Zhong Xingyun was both angry and amused. He looked at Si Ming deeply, then stood up and moved his own table.
When he bent down, he heard Si Ming sighing with relief. This guy was so nervous that he was holding his breath, fearing that he would not give up his seat to Zhuang Li! I am still a good brother who had been through thick and thin with you! F**k you!
After Zhong Xingyun moved out, Zhuang Li immediately placed his desk next to his lover’s desk and ordered as a matter of course: “I’ll move the chairs, you help me tidy up the books on the table; it’s about to collapse.” After that, he turned and walked towards the podium.
Zhong Xingyun immediately turned around to look and saw that the repressed little Si Ming was helping Zhuang Li stack the fallen books up again, gesturing with his two big hands back and forth and left and right, fearing that they might not be stacked neatly.
F**k your uncle! I have taken care of you for three years, have you ever even poured me a glass of water? Zhong Xingyun was angry.
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