Chapter Nine

You Congxi tightened his grip on his phone.

She felt a burning sensation where her forehead had hit the ground, and wondered if it was swollen or how noticeably swollen it was.

After a while, she put her phone back in her desk drawer and buried herself in writing the exam paper.

Shen Yue stared nervously at his phone, but after five minutes of the "typing is in progress" message at the top, he hadn't seen a single punctuation mark.

Does this mean they agreed or not?

Shen Yue was a little annoyed. He remembered Zheng Yu, that pretty boy, smiling and telling You Congxi to see him after school, and his teeth started to itch.

"See you after school? How shameless!"

This little man doesn't even know how to write the word "restraint".

He moved the stool a little further away, and looking over from behind a head, he could only see the person's slender arm moving slightly as they wrote.

Reply to my message, I'm going to visit Congxi.

His gaze shifted upwards, and Shen Yue couldn't help but become somewhat mesmerized.

How can someone have such a cute and perfect back of their head?

Thump.

Someone knocked on the window next to me.

Shen Yue glanced sideways, and Lu Botao pointed at him in a warning manner, indicating that he should quickly straighten his seat and lower his head to study.

After Lu Botao left, He Qi, who was playing games under the table, broke out in a cold sweat. He clasped his hands in a fist salute to his deskmate, who always attracted attention, and said, "Good brother, I feel at ease with you here!"

Shen Yue ignored him: "Get lost."

“By the way,” He Qizheng couldn’t help but ask, recalling his casual glance earlier, “Why were you so far away from me? There’s an ocean between us.”

Shen Yue caught a glimpse of the disciplinary committee member turning around and smiled kindly at He Qizheng: "To celebrate your new trip across the ocean."

He Qizheng: "?"

Liang Jing pushed up her glasses and showed He Qizheng his sixth name: "Student He, please go to Teacher Tang's office to collect your reward after class."

"......"

Today was You Congxi's turn to be on duty. She had told Qu Qi that she didn't need to wait for her after school. You Congxi sat at the table and slowly packed her schoolbag.

Yin Zixuan was injured by someone.

She carefully recalled everyone she had interacted with since the start of the semester, trying to find some clues.

However, she doesn't socialize much, and with the change to a new class, she still hasn't memorized all the names of the students, not to mention she has mild face blindness.

Asking directly is definitely not an option. Although I haven't known Yin Zixuan for long, given her usually quiet and reserved personality, asking directly will most likely result in her feigning ignorance and denying everything.

With a soft exhale, You Congxi decided to follow directly.

She zipped up her schoolbag and put it on the windowsill outside, then turned a corner to go to the bathroom to rinse the mop.

At this time, most of the students have left the school, and even the slightest sound in the corridor can be heard clearly.

So when that group of noisy boys came towards us, the noise was as loud as a dinosaur migration.

You Congxi took a step to the right, clearing out the entire corridor for the dinosaurs.

I was still shaken, fearing that someone else might die on the spot.

This scene reminded You Congxi of the sunny embrace he had received that morning.

Her fingers, hanging at her sides, curled up unconsciously.

As the crowd passed by, someone whistled towards You Congxi, a frivolous yet playful sound.

Having outstanding looks isn't always a good thing, at least in the world of You Congxi. It means the possibility of harassment at any time and the undisguised stares when walking down the street.

She stared straight back, her eyes calm and still, like a stagnant pool of water.

The boy who was whistling seemed surprised by her reaction. He paused for a moment, then turned back casually and continued joking and playing around with the people around him.

That's how men are.

Including the one who only dates the top student in the grade.

You Congxi continued walking towards the toilet with a mop, her face expressionless. Her stomach was churning, and an unknown emotion filled her chest, which she then skillfully suppressed.

"...Is your sister really alright? Did she hurt someone?"

The water room and toilet were right next to each other, and You Congxi could clearly hear the echoing conversation next door from the toilet.

"It would be better to beat her to death. She and her bitch mother are both sluts, stinking bitches who specialize in destroying other people's families."

You Congxi turned the tap water down a little.

"Besides, what kind of sister is she? At most, she's a bastard daughter of a whore. My senile old man actually gave her the same name as me. I feel disgusted just calling her name! She looks like a vixen, always seducing men. I don't know what Yu Jiaxi saw in her. Just thinking about it makes me angry. She's lucky she's still alive."

This string of vulgar curses made You Congxi frown. For some reason, she thought of the taciturn Yin Zixuan who might be bullied, and the anger that she hadn't completely suppressed earlier reignited.

Turn the tap on, You Congxi took out a mask from his pocket and put it on, then casually grabbed the cleaning lady's work clothes hanging next to him and put them on. He then held the still dripping mop and waited quietly for a few seconds.

Sure enough, the water room next door quickly quieted down, followed by two sets of intersecting footsteps after saying goodbye.

You Congxi gripped the mop tightly, and waited until a figure flashed past the doorway before leaning forward, hunching his back, and taking aim at the target—

"Ah! What is that?!"

A sharp scream echoed through the empty corridor. Yin Zihan looked in horror at the wet mop that had suddenly appeared at her feet, feeling bewildered and helpless.

After screaming, anger quickly clouded her judgment. Ignoring the disgusting wetness of her soaked shoes and socks, she abruptly raised her head and stared intently at the cleaning lady who had inexplicably gone mad, feeling as if even the strands of her hair were on fire.

"Are you blind?! Fuck your mother, my socks are soaked, and you can't even mop the floor properly? You should just quit your job and go back to farming, old lady!"

That's the sound.

You Congxi quickly looked up and glanced at the scene, then looked down and said in a low voice in the local dialect, "Sorry, I was just cleaning the latrine, and I don't know if I rinsed the mop properly or if I got it on your feet."

? ? !

Yin Zihan almost choked. She looked down at her soaked shoes and, for some reason, actually smelled a strong stench of feces wafting up from her feet.

With her teeth grinding together, Yin Zihan clenched her fists, and some of her loose hair fell in front of her eyes, obscuring most of her face.

court death.

You Congxi watched helplessly as the silent girl opposite her suddenly sprang up like a female ghost and rushed straight towards her—

"You shameless slut, I'll tear you apart with my bare hands!"

The palm slashed down diagonally from above, accompanied by a clear whooshing sound, demonstrating the immense power of the strike. The face would probably swell up to half the height of a person immediately!

Snap!

The sound of water droplets hitting your face.

Yin Zihan stared wide-eyed, frozen in place, her raised arm still suspended in mid-air. A few drops of water trickled down her cheekbone, like maggots writhing in a cesspool, drop by drop...

"Aa ...

Across from her, the mad sanitation worker started spinning around in place, and the water droplets that looked like excrement to Yin Zihan danced wildly in the golden sunset, like lively maggots, creating a storm of excrement centered on the sanitation worker, evenly sprinkling every drop onto Yin Zihan's hair, face, and clothes.

Yin Zihan's mind went blank, her fear reaching its peak. She retreated while screaming in a half-hoarse voice, as if she had seen some kind of vengeful ghost crawling out of hell. She could even accept a vengeful ghost, as long as it wasn't this dung king cleaner who seemed to have crawled out of a cesspool and could control maggots!

Just then, a burst of upbeat music started playing from somewhere, and the sight of the Shit King spinning wildly sent chills down Yin Zihan's spine!

"I am like that little bird in the forest, struggling to break free and soar into the embrace of the blue sky!"

The cleaner paused for a moment, then seemed to absorb ten tons of excrement, his body strangely filled with energy, and the force with which he swung the mop immediately increased.

"......"

This is the scene Zheng Yu saw when she arrived in the corridor.

The ringing of her cell phone blended with the loud music echoing and screaming in the corridor, causing Zheng Yu to pause in her tracks.

A man wearing a janitor's coat, but whose back looked familiar, was hunched over, chasing a girl back and forth like a lawnmower, holding a mop and deliberately getting close to the girl's heels.

The girl's voice was completely hoarse, and her cries sounded like a male duck being led to slaughter, terrifyingly mournful.

The two were like a perpetual motion machine that would never stop, chasing and playing in the long corridor filled with the golden sunset, oblivious to everyone else.

The call ended automatically, the music stopped, and Zheng Yu shifted her toes, hesitant to confirm her identity—

"Yin Zihan! And that employee! Stop right there!"

A powerful shout made the two people running in the corridor stop in their tracks.

Yin Zihan was panting heavily, her chest heaving. Never before had she seen Lu Botao as if she had seen a savior. Her eyes were fixed on You Congxi, afraid that she would suddenly go crazy again. She staggered towards Lu Botao.

Lu Botao frowned, wondering what she was up to: "Why are you running?"

Yin Zihan ran up to Lu Botao, panting heavily. Once she was sure she was safe, she braced herself on her knees and stammered, "Director, someone...someone threw poop..."

Lu Botao: "?"

Did he mishear? What is someone throwing?

Given that Yin Zihan had zero credibility with him, Lu Botao naturally assumed that she was deliberately teasing him, after all, there were precedents for this.

He opened his mouth to reprimand him, but then remembered there was another person, who was actually a school employee. How could he be chasing and playing with students in public?

Lu Botao immediately grabbed the audacious employee and brought him to him.

"director."

Zheng Yu had already confirmed that the cleaner's skin was actually You Congxi, so after receiving her hint, she stepped forward and blocked Lu Botao's view.

Lu Botao was startled, wondering where this had come from: "Zheng Yu? What's the matter?"

Zheng Yu was unharmed; he only stopped Lu Botao to buy You Congxi time to escape.

He made up a random excuse and gave You Congxi a look over Lu Botao's shoulder.

Yin Zihan, who had recovered from her shock, noticed the lawsuit between the two and was about to expose it to Lu Botao.

As for why they didn't just block the Youcongxi River directly—

"Director! She ran away! She ran away with a mop covered in poop!"