Chapter 128: The Light Boat Ferrying People, Not Ferrying Qingzhou 2

I earnestly begged my dad to donate a toilet without visible excrement to my new school.

My dad: Everyone else can get in, why are you the only one being so pretentious?

Me: Dad, can you please think about what kind of life I used to live? I have fine clothes and delicious food, and I have all the best food. But apart from my own poop, I don’t even know what other people’s poop looks like. And you actually say I’m being pretentious?

My dad: Don’t you want to live an ordinary life? This is the most ordinary day your father has ever lived.

Me: ...I want it to be ordinary, I don’t want it to be dirty or messy.

My dad: If you were not reborn in my family but in my dad’s family, you wouldn’t feel it’s dirty and messy. It’s good enough to be alive, so what else do you want?

Me: ...You are really my father.

My dad: What else?

Okay, it’s because I didn’t investigate clearly. It turns out that there are bathrooms like this in this world. This is not called a bathroom, it’s called a toilet!

I can just blame myself!

I have to endure it. I have to endure it every day. I have to beat my dad!

I want to prove to them that I can live the most normal life!

I...yue!

I'm sorry, I'm only seventeen or eighteen years old, I'm still a child, and it seems that it will take some time to develop endurance.

…

Damn, humans are such a strange species, they are super adaptable, okay? It only took me a month to be able to go to the toilet without any fear.

I'm so fucking awesome.

Although I lost ten pounds, I don’t really need these ten pounds of meat!

Oh, I'm sorry, I seem to have learned to swear in this month. There's nothing I can do about it. The students here are so casual. They always say "fuck your mom" and "fuck your mother".

There are both boys and girls, but not all of them, about half and half.

There is always some truth in the invention of the idiom "learning by seeing and hearing".

I can't say "alpaca", so I changed "fuck" to "his mother", but swear words are still swear words.

I wonder if my dad would come over and beat me up if he knew that I don’t learn good things and only learn bad things.

To be honest, the bed in the dormitory was so hard that it hurt me all over.

Besides, my bed was on the lower bunk and there was a little fat kid on the upper bunk. Every time I moved, the bunk bed would creak.

I haven't slept well for a month. Oh my god, I suspect that five out of the ten pounds I lost was due to not sleeping well.

The food in the cafeteria is also perfunctory. I have never eaten such food. It is either fried or boiled.

But I saw many students eating with great relish, so I thought, there is no reason why others can eat it but I can’t, right?

I want to integrate harmoniously and naturally into all levels of society, so that I will have a reason to confront my dad in the future!

Various physical and mental discomforts in the early stages left me with no energy for socializing.

Just kidding, I'm a social phobia. Everyone loves me wherever I go, but it's been a month since I came here and I haven't made a single friend!

How can I tolerate this? I must not!

I observed that there are only three classes in the entire senior year of this school!

There are more than sixty people in each class!

My god, how can they fit so many people into a room of only 50 or 60 square meters?

Although I don't understand it, I respect this school.

It was poor, and I am poor now too, so I can only adapt to this teaching environment where I can't even stretch my arms and legs.

I couldn’t eat well, sleep well, or even have a bowel movement.

It is no exaggeration to say that my mind was in a daze.

My legs are shaking every day, I go to class with dark circles under my eyes, and I have no energy to go out and have fun.

Apart from anything else, the students who play in this school are very good at having fun, and the students who study study very hard.

My roommates in the dormitory go to work at the same time every day, and basically ignore me, a transfer student.

It’s very powerful. I have never felt ignored before.

How should I put it, it feels a bit sour.

Now that I have recovered some of my health, I think I can try to make friends.

But I have a principle when making friends, I only want to make friends with smart people.

I don't mean to look down on idiots, I just admire the strong.

Soon, my opportunity to make friends came.

Guess what, in the first monthly exam after transferring here, I ranked third in the grade!

Do you think I will be happy? Do you think this is a good result?

You can't think so! There are less than 200 students in the senior year of high school in this school, and I only ranked third?

I must have been confused and filled in the answer sheet incorrectly!

Let me see who took my first place!

Xu Shijun, 723 points.

Awesome, but this name sounds familiar, maybe he is from our class?

Let me see who is the second place.

Xu Shiming, 720 points.

Awesome, but is this name a product of an assembly line? It seems a little familiar.

I remembered that there seemed to be a pair of handsome guys in the class I transferred to who looked exactly the same, twins.

However, the seats they were sitting in were separated from me by a large row of tables, and I was lying on the table all day, doubting my life, so I didn't pay much attention to them.

I looked at my score of 719 and fell into deep thought. It seemed that I did not fill in the answer sheet correctly, so why couldn’t I get a few more points?

Is it because my Chinese composition is not touching enough?

Or is it that my understanding of mathematics and physics is too advanced and the examiner can't understand it?

I staggered back to my seat from the podium in disappointment, feeling extremely lost.

I tilted my head and looked at the two people sitting by the window in Wang’s hometown, and I felt even more melancholy.

I don’t know who is who between these two brothers. Who the hell can tell them apart?

They look the same and both wear school uniforms.

Even if the biological mother comes, she may not be able to tell them apart, right?

I stared at them in a daze, as if I was too focused and they noticed me.

They turned their heads to look at me at the same time. Wow, have you ever had the experience of being struck by two identical handsome faces?

Let me tell you, it's quite exciting.

The guy sitting outside was smiling at me. Why was he smiling at me? Are you trying to seduce me?

The guy sitting inside had a very cold face. He looked at me expressionlessly, then turned his head away expressionlessly.

I think I know how to distinguish them. It's quite easy to distinguish them based on their expressions.

I just don’t know which one is called Xu Shiming and which one is called Xu Shijun.

Later, when teachers from various subjects called on a few of us to praise us, I learned that the one who smiled so warmly at me was called Xu Shiming.