Zhuang Li came back with a chair and looked at the books neatly stacked on the table, as if they had been measured with a ruler. He couldn't help but curl his thin lips slightly.
The lovers in this world seem to have a twisted personality. They appear impatient on the surface, but are so attentive when helping with things.
"My name is Zhuang Li, what's yours?" After sitting down, Zhuang Li turned his head and looked straight at the boy, with his hand stretched out in front of him, waiting for a friendly response.
Zhong Xingyun, who was sitting on the other side of the aisle, watched the two of them intently. He really wanted to know how Young Master Si would treat Zhuang Li, whether he would open up to him or remain closed off.
Si Ming said impatiently, "What's my name to you?"
He moved his arms, trying to open the hand under his eyelids. His brain kept giving orders, but his body didn't obey.
Zhuang Li kept his hand outstretched, waiting, but his expression became very lonely: "Do you look down on me too? Do you think I'm a poor guy, a burden, and an inferior person? I thought you were a new student and would be less prejudiced against me, but I didn't expect——"
He shook his head and sighed as he withdrew his hand, his tone sad: "Forget it, I was overthinking it. I'll change my seat back now." As he spoke, he went to move the table.
Si Ming was now anxious, and quickly pulled his hand over and shook it vigorously, saying in a muffled voice: "I don't look down on you, you don't have to move out. My name is Si Ming."
Zhuang Li curled his thin lips, and the sadness on his face was immediately replaced by a bright smile.
To be honest, his expression changed very quickly, so it inevitably looked a bit fake, but Si Ming was completely stunned, his eyes glued to his face which suddenly became extremely colorful, as if he had lost his soul.
Seeing that Young Master Si was easily dealt with by Zhuang Li and still looked so silly, Zhong Xingyun couldn't help but hold his forehead.
Zhuang Li took out a pencil case, exercise books, test papers, and other things from a drawer and said casually, "My name is Li, and your name is Ming. Our names are really interesting."
"What's so interesting about it?" Si Ming asked subconsciously, but his eyes were still glued to the little curly-haired boy.
"Ming originally meant darkness and obscurity, and by extension, it meant ignorance and misunderstanding. Later, it gradually extended to mean profound, and also referred to the underworld where people go after death. Ming is a word for chaos and an ominous word."
After hearing this, Si Ming's face darkened, and the three souls and six spirits that had been taken away by the little curly-haired boy finally returned to their place.
"Are you mocking me?" His expression was fierce and gloomy, and his two big hands were clenched into fists, pressing hard on the table, as if he would suddenly attack someone at any time.
It was obvious that these words hurt him deeply.
Zhong Xingyun was nervous. He secretly raised his butt and sat in the air, ready to jump out to save the outspoken little curly-haired boy.
Zhuang Li laid things out leisurely, a faint smile on his face. "The original meaning of 'Li' is the process of processing rough stones dug from the mountains into beautiful jade, giving them a shape and style. Later, it was extended to mean governance and management, and gradually extended to mean organization, texture, and reason. 'Li' is a clear word, and it also indicates a bright future."
At this point, Zhuang Li looked back at Si Ming and said slowly, "If you understand it this way, don't our names match? You are Ming, and I am Li. Once we meet, all confusion will become clear; all irrationality will become rational; all chaos and darkness will turn into light and hope. It seems like we were born to sit together."
Zhuang Li moved closer, looked directly into his lover's eyes, and smiled, "Just by looking at our names, you can tell that we are destined to be together. Don't you think so?"
Si Ming, who had been filled with anger and felt deeply hurt, was now stunned and confused, not knowing how to react. A secret and intense joy washed over him, causing his face to freeze and his limbs to go numb.
He hadn't smiled in three years, and when he truly felt joy, he forgot how to express it.
"It's not a special fate, we just happen to be in the same class." He slowly loosened his clenched fists, then quickly hid them under the table, rubbing them back and forth against his legs, trying to wipe off the thin layer of sweat on his palms.
The sweat was not from anger, but from the sudden throbbing. His heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out of his throat.
Zhong Xingyun, who originally thought that Young Master Si would hit someone, said: "..."
Now he was truly impressed by this Zhuang Li classmate! He was truly a genius student, even his words to please others were so superb! This method of first suppressing and then praising was so sophisticated that it had Young Master Si stunned.
Seeing that his lover's expression was still as cold as ever, but his ears were red as blood, Zhuang Li introduced himself again: "Hello, my name is Zhuang Li, I'm seventeen years old. Would you like to be my deskmate?"
"Hello, my name is Si Ming, I'm eighteen years old, and I do." Si Ming nodded quickly, his voice hoarse.
He didn't realize that he had been led into a ditch by Zhuang Li, but the classmates next to him almost burst out laughing.
What does "I do" mean? Does this "sleeping god" think he's at a wedding? Hahaha, so funny!
Zhong Xingyun: “…”
He dared to guarantee that this classmate Zhuang Li was deliberately teasing Young Master Si! His scheming and cunning tactics were like playing with mud to deal with Young Master Si, squeezing him into a ball and squashing him in an instant!
Fuck you! Si Ming, can you please live up to your expectations? Zhong Xingyun cried out inwardly, frustrated that his achievements were not up to par, but a smile spread across his face. Meeting Zhuang Li in the last semester of his senior year had stirred some ripples in Si Ming's stagnant heart. This might be a good thing. Si Ming's time was running out, after all.
Zhong Xingyun turned his head away, not wanting Zhuang Li to notice his red eyes.
At the same time, Xiu Yue turned his head and silently looked at the lively Si Ming. His eyes changed several times and finally turned into a sneer.
Teng Xuan also looked towards the back row, then gave Xiu Yue a look.
The two had a silent, brief exchange, so fast that others had no time to notice.
The bell rang, and the physics teacher walked into the classroom. Seeing Zhuang Li change seats, he was briefly taken aback before continuing his lecture without a single word of rebuke. This was the kind of favoritism only good students possess.
Then the whole class realized more clearly that the plundering diary and the exam video in the office were both real.
Teng Xuan, the academic genius, was beaten by Zhuang Li, the academic loser.
No one said anything, but they were all secretly laughing, occasionally casting mocking glances at Teng Xuan. Even the physics teacher would occasionally glance at him, his expression critical and scrutinizing.
Teng Xuan felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, feeling extremely tormented. He really wanted to disappear right there. He finally understood what it felt like to be bullied in school.
After finally finishing the class, his back was wet with cold sweat.
Fang Yibo and Huang Zhe huddled together and whispered, "How about this? I'll walk over to Zhuang Li with a can of Coke, and you'll come up from behind and start playing with me. I'll pour the Coke on Zhuang Li's head, soaking him. Then, to apologize, we'll take him shopping and give him some new clothes."
"Both men and women like luxury goods. I don't believe he wouldn't be tempted if we bought him clothes worth thousands of yuan."
Fang Yibo: "Of course he's tempted! His mother has never bought him a set of good clothes. He only wears Teng Xuan's hand-me-downs. He looks like a beggar. He must be feeling very upset."
Huang Zhe said proudly: "That's how I got my ex-girlfriend."
Fang Yibo enthusiastically suggested, "We can do a livestream while we're shopping with him and capture his emotional state. Just take him to a luxury store, hand him a credit card, and say, 'Buy whatever you like,' and I doubt he wouldn't be touched."
"Hahaha, we can even deliberately pick out a few particularly ugly outfits for him to try on and have a live cross-dressing show. The audience will definitely enjoy it."
"It's best to wear something that's neither androgynous, like fishnet tops, see-through tops, short shorts, low-waist pants, etc."
"Oh no, the image is already coming to me! A peerless demon man!"
Huang Zhe and Fang Yi Bo burst into laughter and even filmed the conversation into a trailer and posted it on the live streaming platform.
The platform is a foreign website and can only be viewed by using a VPN. The relevant domestic authorities have no jurisdiction over it, yet they allowed their live broadcast themes to pass the review and even gave them a strong recommendation list.
Fans were attracted by the trailer and flocked to the live broadcast room, eagerly waiting for the exciting moment.
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Si Ming "slept" through the entire class as usual, with his coat covering his head, his face turned towards the little curly-haired boy, and staring at him with his eyes open.
He couldn't see anything through the thick cloth, but the unique scent of Curly lingered in his nose, making him feel at ease. The darkness indulged his imagination, so every time he blinked, Curly's bright smiling face flashed in his mind, making him smile involuntarily.
Hearing the sound of Curly moving a chair, he quickly opened his coat and whispered, "Don't leave yet, I want to show you something."
"What?" Zhuang Li, who had deliberately made a loud noise with his chair, stood still. He had no intention of leaving.
"Someone wants to play a trick on you. Look at this." Si Ming handed over his mobile phone and headphones.
Zhuang Li put on his headphones and silently watched the live broadcast of the four-person group's bet on the rooftop, and also read the ambiguous diaries posted on the forum, without any special expression on his face.
Si Ming warned seriously: "If they come looking for you in the future, don't go out with them."
"Do all the students in the school know about this?" Zhuang Li returned the phone and headphones and asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Everyone knows. That forum requires real identity registration and invitation code verification. All students in the school can enter, but you can't. They blocked you. Don't pay attention to them, they are a bunch of garbage!" Si Ming frowned in disgust.
"Now that you've told me this secret, will they cause trouble for you if they can't play the game?" Zhuang Li deliberately showed a worried expression.
Si Ming sneered disdainfully: "They don't dare to mess with me."
Zhuang Li nodded thoughtfully at first, then raised his crimson lips and slowly approached the boy, breathing hot air close to his ear. He chuckled and said, "Then I'll tell you a secret too. Hong Kusanagi is me. I know everything."
Si Ming was stunned for a long time before he realized what the little curly-haired boy said, and he couldn't help but look at the other person with wide eyes.
He never expected that the victim, Curly, was actually the most hidden big boss.
Zhuang Li placed his hands on his shoulders, pressing slightly. He smiled as he watched his ears quickly turn red. Then he placed his index finger against his lips and whispered in a very ambiguous tone, "Shh, don't tell anyone. This is our secret."
Si Ming: "...Okay, okay."
His voice was hoarse, his face was still cool, but smoke started coming out of his ears.
At this moment, Huang Zhe and Fang Yi Bo came running over, playing and joking, and with a flip of their wrists, they poured a can of Coke on Zhuang Li's head.
Siming tried to stop him, but half of his body suddenly became paralyzed. To protect him, Curly didn't dodge to the side, but used his body to block the splashing Coke.
When Si Ming finally regained consciousness, the little curly-haired boy's head was drenched in cola, and his school uniform was also soaked, making him feel sticky and uncomfortable.
Huang Zhe and Fang Yi Bo quickly apologized and kept saying that they would take little Curly out to buy clothes.
Before the curly-haired boy could even say anything, Si Ming kicked the table away, strode out, grabbed Huang Zhe by the collar, and punched him hard in the face, cursing, "Fuck you, little bastard! Do you think I'm blind? Can you turn your wrist 180 degrees without doing it on purpose? Can you soak the Coke so thoroughly? I can't stand trash like you, you're asking for a beating!"
After he finished speaking, he punched him hard a few more times.
Fang Yi Bo tried to stop Si Ming, but was kicked to the ground, knocking over several tables.
The students around screamed and scattered, but did not run out of the classroom. Instead, they stood not far away and watched the show.
What’s even more tragic is that Huang Zhe and Fang Yi Bo’s lackeys were standing outside with their mobile phones in hand, broadcasting the event live.
So tens of thousands of fans witnessed the two idols being beaten like dogs.
Chapter 139 Love Betting Live Game 09┃7480: Master, you can’t save Si Ming this time.
Si Ming grabbed Huang Zhe and Fang Yi Bo and beat them up without saying a word.
The two campus idols were obviously tall and strong, but they had no room to resist in front of Si Ming. They could only scream and then hide in the corner with their heads in their hands. Not to mention their face, they even lost their dignity.
Those who are waiting to see Zhuang Li “corrupted by money and then falling in love”: [……]
The plot twists were happening too fast, and their brains couldn't keep up!
Teng Xuan remembered that the live broadcast was still on, so he rushed over and shouted, "Stop hitting them! They didn't mean it. Why are you reacting so violently?"
"I'm also splashed with Coke. Can't you see it? Get out of the way, or I'll beat you too." Si Ming kicked Fang Yi Bo hard twice, and took the time to glance at Teng Xuan, with a rage that wanted to destroy everything surging in his pupils.
Others didn't know Si Ming's true identity, but Teng Xuan knew it best—he was a man without a future, his heart completely devoid of order, light, and hope. No one knew what crazy move he would make.
The arrogant are afraid of the stupid, and the stupid are afraid of the desperate. Teng Xuan is neither arrogant nor stupid, but Si Ming is truly a desperate person...
So Teng Xuan was frightened by this look and took a few steps back with a pale face.
Just then, Zhuang Li came over with a can of Coke and sneered, "Do you know why the opening of a can is designed like this? First, to prevent foam from splashing, and second, to prevent liquid from spilling. If you just accidentally bumped into me, the Coke inside wouldn't be able to spill out of such a small opening unless it was like this."
As Zhuang Li spoke, he turned his wrist 180 degrees and poured the liquid on Huang Zhe's head. He continued pouring for a long time before all the liquid was on the other person's head.
The opening of the can is too small, so this is the only way to soak others.
Huang Zhe wanted to hide, but Si Ming tied his hands behind his back and pressed him to the ground, forcing him to endure this humiliation.
Anyone with intelligence and eyes could tell that Huang Zhe did it on purpose! How could such a small hole spill so much Coke with just a slight touch? They're bullying!
Those students who watched the live broadcast preview knew this very well.
They imagined many scenarios: for example, Zhuang Li put on a cold attitude and refused to pay compensation; for example, Zhuang Li agreed reluctantly and was then corrupted by money; for example, Zhuang Li blushed and said it was okay, taking the opportunity to please the two campus princes.
But they never imagined that things would develop into a one-sided beating and humiliation.
Zhuang Li and Si Ming are like the black and white devils, working together perfectly.
Zhuang Li crushed the can and threw it aside, saying contemptuously, "You want to help Teng Xuan get revenge? Please be more tactful next time and don't treat people like fools!"
Teng Xuan, who originally wanted to stay out of it, now couldn't get away with it and his face became extremely embarrassed.
Zhong Xingyun rushed forward to stop the fight, but was shoved away by Young Master Si and nearly got punched. He could only stand on the periphery and yell in vain, "Stop it, stop it! The old man will be worried if he finds out! I beg you, please don't hurt yourself!"
Zhuang Li glanced at Zhong Xingyun thoughtfully, then tugged at Si Ming's sleeve and said lightly, "Stop fighting. Accompany me to the bathroom to clean up."
Si Ming, who had been beating Huang Zhe and Fang Yi Bo like a mad dog, immediately stopped and stared at the two of them fiercely with his bloodshot eyes, as if he was still not satisfied.
For some reason, when he saw others doing something to hurt Curly, he felt very scared and his teeth were itching with hatred, and he always wanted to kill the other person.
Huang Zhe and Fang Yi Bo had never seen such crazy eyes. They huddled together out of survival instinct and kept shrinking back, fearing that Si Ming would pounce on them again and go crazy.
They all knew Si Ming's family background, so let alone asking for justice, they didn't even dare to fart at this moment.
"I'm sorry, we were wrong." The two apologized tearfully.
Zhuang Li was too annoyed to even look at them any longer, so he pulled Si Ming's sleeve and went out.
Outside, he pulled out his phone and logged into his campus account right in front of Si Ming. He carefully wrote a diary entry: [They deliberately threw Coke at me, were they trying to avenge Teng Xuan? Such idiotic, despicable, and despicable tactics. I can only say that birds of a feather flock together. Anyone who hangs out with a loser like Teng Xuan is also a loser. Distance creates beauty. What appears glamorous may actually be a mess underneath.]
After finishing writing, he logged into Hongshun's account, took a screenshot of the diary, and sent it to the dating forum.
Huang Zhe and Fang Yi Bo's live broadcast has completely deviated from the topic, and the audience's reactions are polarized.
Some fans were furious and clamored for the murderer to be severely punished; some passers-by thought the plot was too funny and exciting, and hoped that there would be such a reversal in the next episode.
The two groups disliked each other and started arguing.
Fans of Huang Zhe and Fang Yibo couldn't understand why Zhuang Li's attitude had changed so quickly. Didn't he like the brothers before? Now that the opportunity to befriend them was right in front of him, why would he refuse? Why was he throwing a tantrum? He's simply insane!
A passerby couldn't stand it anymore and warned, "Zhuang Li is the normal one. You're the ones with mental problems. Because of your idol obsession, you've lost the ability to distinguish right from wrong. You're so pathetic! Go to the forum and read Zhuang Li's latest diary!"
The group of fans immediately rushed to the dating forum to read Zhuang Li's diary, and then fell into a collective state of aphasia. They thought that Zhuang Li's love would last forever, just like their infatuation, but he woke up after being splashed with a can of Coke.
Now he hates Huang Zhe and Fang Yi Bo so much, calling them idiots and wastes, and seeing through their dirty thoughts.
Naturally, the love betting game could no longer be played.
When others see something beautiful, Zhuang Li will stand aside and quietly admire it; when others deliberately approach and show malice, he will immediately move away. His mind is always clear.
The vast majority of Chongming's students are from the privileged class and have received elite education since childhood. They are very different from those fans who are obsessed with chasing stars and have more ability to think rationally.
They left messages on the forum: [I am not surprised at all by this plot development.]
[Me too. Zhuang Li's IQ shouldn't be so low that he could be toyed with by a few playboys.]
A genius is still a genius, not an idiot. Huang Zhe and the others used to look like decent people, and they even got along well with Teng Xuan, so it's inevitable that Zhuang Li would be envious. He's just lacking love, and that has nothing to do with homosexuality.
[Yes, seeing clearly and moving away immediately is the normal reaction.]
Looking back now, I suddenly find Huang Zhe and the others hilarious and retarded. They use the genius of learning as their own appetizer without even realizing what they are.
The gap in IQ is insurmountable. Their average IQ is at least a hundred points lower than Zhuang Li's, so it's no surprise they came up with such a moronic game.
It would be strange if Zhuang Li would play with them. I used to admire Teng Xuan and Xiu Yue, but now seeing them makes me feel weird.
[Does this remind you of Zhuangzi’s saying, “Birds of a feather flock together.”]
[That's right, people have their own auras. Those who are compatible can play together, while those who are incompatible will gradually drift apart. Teng Xuan and Xiu Yue can play so well with Huang Zhe and Fang Yibo. Think about the mystery behind this.]
[I'm afraid these four are not the same kind of people! They're all retards, all good-for-nothings, all look good on the outside but are actually idiots on the inside, hahahaha...]
The forum was full of wealthy second-generations from Chongming, and their comments were increasingly caustic, mocking and disparaging the group without disguise.
Fans of the four were furious, but could only protest weakly, not daring to resort to the reckless abuse they were doing online. They knew too well the power, wealth, and status these people at Chongming Middle School possessed.
This is a group of people they can't afford to offend.
Huang Zhe and Fang Yibo, who were beaten black and blue, nearly vomited blood after reading this diary entry. It turned out they had been planning this for so long, and just as they were about to start, Zhuang Li had already seen through their little tricks and cursed them out by writing about them in his diary.
He used words like "retarded," "trash," "mean," and "filthy." Each word was more poisonous than the last! He wasn't like this before!
Huang Zhe and Fang Yibo were so angry that their hearts were about to burst, but they had no way to deal with Zhuang Li.
Not only can they not cause trouble to Zhuang Li, they also have to pretend that they don't know anything. After all, this diary is private and no one else has the right to read it!
"Ahhhhhhh! I'm so pissed off! Damn it! Damn it!" Huang Zhe and Fang Yi Bo cursed and kicked the trash can hard.
"Forget it if you can't continue playing the game. Zhuang has such a high IQ, you can't fool him." Xiu Yue advised calmly, but he felt very aggrieved in his heart.
His reputation has never been so bad!
Teng Xuan rubbed his brows and agreed tiredly.
This time he couldn't figure out Zhuang Li's thoughts at all, and technical means were unable to track the hacker's traces.
Was Zhuang Li really the hacker? Did he know about their plan? But these questions were no longer important. Since he had revealed in his diary that he no longer wanted to interact with Huang Zhe and the others, the game could be ended.
"I'm not going to play anymore. I'm going to study hard for the college entrance exam." Teng Xuan let out a breath.
Xiu Yue sneered, "I'll hire a top hacker to catch this Hong Jian! If he wants to mess with us, we must be prepared to be messed with as well."
Teng Xuan, who had just breathed a sigh of relief: "..."
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On the other side, Zhuang Li finished writing his diary in front of Si Ming, went to the forum, and read the messages.
Si Ming didn't think there was anything wrong with what he did, and sighed regretfully: "If this happens, they won't dare to mess with you again, right? I should have punched them a few more times just now."
Zhuang Li tugged at his sleeve and asked, "Does your hand hurt? Stretch it out for me to see."
Zhong Xingyun's words and actions showed his concern for his lover's health, and he had to pay attention to this.
Si Ming hid his hands in his trouser pockets, refusing to show them. He frowned, looked stern, and said impatiently, "What's the harm in throwing a few punches? What the hell! Hurry up, your head is sticky, isn't it uncomfortable?"
Zhuang Li was indeed feeling uncomfortable, so he walked a little faster, and his heart sank.
Si Ming's reaction was strange. He seemed particularly averse to others discussing his physical condition. Was he ill? Was it serious? Was there a cure?
He always liked to lie down and sleep during class, unconcerned with the outside world, his studies, and even less so his future. He also had no student status, as if he could disappear at any moment. He liked to cover his head with his coat, as if to isolate himself.
All these signs pointed to one possibility - there was something seriously wrong with his body.
Zhong Xingyun should be a bodyguard or nurse hired by the Si family, so he does not have a student record.
Born into such a prominent family, with neither money nor power, Si Ming's family did not send him to the hospital for treatment. Instead, they sent him to school, where he mixed with a group of children his own age, enjoying his last happy moments freely and carefree...
They were unable to save the child, so they tried to let him feel the beauty of the world and not let him have any regrets.
Si Ming seems to be running out of time.
After reaching this point in the analysis, Zhuang Li suddenly stopped and showed a rare expression of panic.
7480, who had already read the script, sighed deeply and said helplessly, "Master, Si Ming has ALS. You can't save him this time."
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