Chapter 9

The National Day holiday is almost over.

The old place is on the second floor of McDonald's.

"What happened to our young master Mu? Did he leave his phone in Victoria Harbour on his way to Hong Kong?"

Yan Yuheng chewed his gum and teased Mu Zhengxi, who was slowly strolling over.

Mu Zhengxi was too lazy to banter with him and took a seat.

Where is Xu Zizhao?

"bathroom."

Mu Zhengxi reached out to Yan Yuheng for some chewing gum, and the other man reached into his pocket and gave him a few lollipops that he had bought as part of the order.

Yan Yuheng glanced at the drink he had brought over.

"Drink milk? Are you crazy?"

"Is it any of your business?"

Mu Zhengxi lowered his head and took a small sip.

"Hey, isn't this our Jung Hee?"

The dog's wet paws scratched at the back of its neck, and Mu Zhengxi picked up a book from the table and slammed it down. "Want to die?"

The person who had laughed and dodged away sat down next to Yan Yuheng and took a big slurp of the iced cola on the table.

Mu Zhengxi: "What do you mean?"

Yan Yuheng: "What else can I say? Let's get started. Everyone has completed their respective tasks, right?"

The unfinished building project began in earnest on the last day of the holiday, with each department clearly defining its responsibilities.

Yan Yuheng couldn't hold back any longer after the first question and yelled, "Xu Zizhao, how could you get such a stupid question about slope wrong?"

"Where? Where?" The head that leaned over took a look. "Tsk, I didn't look carefully enough. Help me fix it."

"Damn, you can get vectors wrong? Did you blow Japan's brain out?"

The smiling person wasn't annoyed. At this point, Xu Zizhao immediately remembered something. The dog sneakily pulled out a natural science book from his backpack and whispered like a thief, "Don't say I didn't think of you two when I went to Japan."

When it comes to things during puberty, it's all about the guys; they understand each other with just a glance.

Jiang Jiawei's face flashed through his mind, and Mu Zhengxi subconsciously shivered.

Yan Yuheng leaned over and took the bag. "Damn, that's awesome! You even have a DVD. You're something else. Didn't your mom notice you bought these local specialties?"

"We went separately; I went with my cousin."

"Let me see! Wow, Rinka, Noriko, adorable Noriko!"

"How about that? Pretty brotherly, huh?"

Yan Yuheng raised his hand and punched the other man's shoulder. "Good brother." One second he was cursing, the next he was grinning from ear to ear.

"Jung-hee, don't say your brother doesn't care about you."

Xu Zizhao chuckled mischievously and pushed the math book over.

Unexpectedly, he was pushed back, and the other party couldn't avoid him.

"Take it away, take it away."

"This is something I found especially for you."

The man, who was writing with a lollipop in his mouth and didn't even look up, said as steadily as an old dog, "I don't look at this stuff."

Upon hearing this, Yan Yuheng immediately kicked the person opposite him in the shin, saying, "What are you pretending to be so serious for?"

"Do you want to die?"

He kicked her back.

Xu Zizhao grinned maliciously, pretending to cover his mouth as he leaned closer, "Dude, you're not impotent, are you?"

Mu Zhengxi couldn't stand having his abilities questioned, so he grabbed an eraser from the table and threw it at Xu Zizhao. The person who caught it laughed so hard his chest trembled.

"Or are you dating Ren Xin? And she's keeping an eye on you?"

Mu Zhengxi frowned impatiently, "Get a date my foot! Stop spreading rumors about your father all the time."

Xu Zizhao tossed the eraser in his hand.

Yan Yuheng took a sip of his cola and asked, "Didn't you two go to the movies together?"

"Who told me to go? Nie Yuting didn't go?"

This is truly like stepping on a mousetrap.

Yan Yuheng touched his nose and quickly changed the subject, "What do you mean? This isn't to your taste? You should have said so earlier, and I would have picked out a different one for you."

As they were talking, Xu Zizhao, who was exclaiming "Holy crap, holy crap!" suddenly and very quickly put several sex education textbooks into his bag.

Yan Yuheng asked in disbelief, "Have you seen a ghost?"

Mu Zhengxi watched as the person with the smug smile waved to someone behind him.

"Hey, what a coincidence!"

"You guys are here too?"

"Yes, we're doing our homework here."

Yan Yuheng's exclamation rang in his ears, "Holy crap, when did we meet this kid?"

Mu Zhengxi turned his head in the direction of the gaze and saw three tall girls walking towards him, but he couldn't recall them.

Xu Zizhao stood up, pointed to the two men, and introduced them, saying, "They are my classmates."

The girl in the lead tilted her head and smiled mischievously, "Oh, I know, your school's football team captain and vice-captain are very famous, we have quite a few fans of yours~" Her slightly raised tone at the end of her sentence carried a hint of teasing.

Judging from the way they're talking, they're probably not classmates or from the same school.

Yan Yuheng waved his hand modestly, saying, "Oh, I really don't deserve it, I don't deserve it," just like his father, speaking in a bureaucratic tone.

Xu Zizhao: "These three beautiful girls are senior students from the affiliated high school next door."

Yan Yuheng stood up and greeted her politely, "Oh, it's you, senior. Hello, senior."

Seeing his pathetic appearance, Mu Zhengxi twitched his lips and gave a cool nod in greeting.

Yan Yuheng rolled his eyes silently, pretending to be dead.

"Then I won't bother you any longer."

Xu Zizhao: "What do you mean by disturbing me? What do you want to eat, seniors? It's on me." His face was so enthusiastic, like he had just been given a shot of adrenaline; he could probably finish ten National Day assignments in one go.

The senior student politely declined, saying, "Maybe next time, junior."

Once everyone was out of sight, Yan Yuheng, in a cheeky voice, imitated Xu Zizhao's line, "Senior, what are you guys eating? It's on me!" He even added a reply, "Junior, can I have a family bucket?"

Mu Zhengxi was amused by the question, and raised his hand to give Yan Yuheng a high five.

Xu Zizhao's expression changed instantly, and he ruthlessly kicked the man, saying, "Eat shit."

This is the most touching brotherhood ever.

Yan Yuheng rested his hand on the back of the chair and raised his chin. "Where do you know them?"

"Pretty, right?" Xu Zizhao raised an eyebrow, seemingly showing off for some reason. "She's on the school volleyball team. I met her at the music festival with Huang Hua and the others last time. I asked you two to go, but you didn't go."

Yan Yuheng stroked his chin and commented, "Not as pretty as our Yuting."

Xu Zizhao ignored him and said to Mu Zhengxi, "How about I introduce you?" He whispered, "That girl in the blue dress is still single."

Whether it was telepathy or not, the person who looked up met Mu Zhengxi's gaze. After nodding with a slight blush on their face, they lowered their eyes and turned their head away.

Yan Yuheng glanced back and chimed in, "Hey, this is good, this is really good." He reached for the lollipop on the table, unwrapped it, and said, "I think it's even prettier than Ren Xin's."

The person with the furrowed brow remained silent.

Xu Zizhao exclaimed incredulously, "Dude, you can't believe she doesn't like this? This girl is known as the 'Little Li Jiaxin' of their school. Zhang Chongwen from the basketball team has been pursuing her for almost a semester, and he hasn't even managed to ask her out for a drink."

"That kid is nothing compared to our Zhengxi." Yan Yuheng said dismissively, gesturing with his hand in a mature elder manner. "Listen to me, Xi, let's be selective, but don't be too picky. You're in the prime of your youth, are you planning to remain single forever?"

Her beauty is an objective fact that is visible to the naked eye.

However, it is difficult for people to spare attention for things they don't care about. The face that seemed ordinary at first glance was now firmly attached to every visual nerve, while the beautiful woman in front of him became a fleeting memory.

If this had happened in the past, under the combined encouragement and instigation of the two, Mu Zhengxi would have felt that he should at least ask for a phone number to assess his strength.

He then bit the lollipop in his mouth, pulled back the cord, and shook his head seriously. "I'm not interested in all this lovey-dovey stuff."

The two people opposite him cursed in unison, and with a glance between them, Mu Zhengxi was immediately subjected to their combined punishment.

A person lying in bed at night, bored, would cross their legs and toss a tennis ball against the wall, making a thumping sound.

Fortunately, no neighbors came knocking on the door and yelling at them.

The entire second floor of the huge house was his territory.

An environment as quiet as a tomb is perfect for contemplation.

Because of this sudden prophetic dream, the early encounter felt like being bound to a pre-arranged marriage partner. To be honest, Jiang Jiawei wasn't unpleasant to be around, but it was hard to say whether I liked her or not.

However, one thing is really annoying: nothing has happened between them yet, but he always subconsciously acts cowardly in front of Jiang Jiawei. This feeling of being silently controlled even though they are thousands of miles apart is really annoying. How come he didn't realize that there is such a henpecked gene in their family?

Mu Zhengxi sat up abruptly, and the tennis ball that had hit the wall rolled off the bed with a thud and disappeared somewhere.

Well, as the old saying goes, "Heaven will entrust great responsibilities to those who are destined for them, and will first test their resolve."

Mu Zhengxi offered himself a jumbled mess of self-consolation.

Those who achieve great things do not concern themselves with trifles.

When it comes to attracting attention to sports competitions, girls often rely heavily on looks. The soccer team at Hanyang Nanjia International School is known for its male models, so even during regular training sessions, people still come to watch.

The training that was neglected during the holiday needs to be made up for doubly, and as the captain, I need to set an example, especially since the high school league starts next weekend.

During a training break, Xu Zizhao answered a phone call and sprang to his feet, running outside excitedly.

Yan Yuheng immediately understood and patted Mu Zhengxi's arm, "Want to make a bet?"

"What are we betting on?"

"I bet two hundred dollars that the girls who came here are the senior students we met at McDonald's last time."

Mu Zhengxi snorted coldly, his face clearly saying, "Do you think I'm stupid? I can tell what kind of fart I'm going to spout just by sticking my butt out. We all know each other perfectly well."

However, this reminded him of something: he didn't have Jiang Jiawei's phone number.

A volleyball team is a volleyball team.

Their height and long legs made them an exciting sight as they walked by. Now, things were much better. As soon as Mu Zhengxi turned his head, the group of people who had been lying on the grass complaining all stood up abruptly. Their muscles were no longer sore and their ligaments were no longer aching. It seemed like they could still do dozens of dribbling drills.

Yan Yuheng, who was in deep meditation, crossed his arms and shook his head with a tsk tsk, "Look at you lot, young people are just impatient and have never seen the world, you're all like hungry wolves in heat."

Seeing his demeanor, the coach remarked, "Let's see how calm you are when Yuting arrives." He then sighed, "The innocent and naive days of youth are truly wonderful. I remember having such a glorious age myself."

Mu Zhengxi was deep in thought.

Jiang Jiayi said that Jiang Jiawei did not have a puppy love, but that does not mean that she did not have someone she liked, nor does it mean that no one liked her.

How come I can't remember the key issues at this crucial moment?

Mu Zhengxi suddenly realized he couldn't stay calm.

He can't just stand by and watch himself get cheated on, can he?!

This long-distance relationship is really killing me.