Chapter 51: Don’t Get Close to Wen Rong
This week, Wen Rong had been able to write his homework smoothly.
The day before the trip, after submitting his assignment to Black Pigeon, he sat on his bed to complete the task assigned by Senior Lin Qizheng.
Blogger: [Mom and Dad won’t give me living expenses and participate in domestic violence against me.]
Attracted by the words “Mom and Dad,” Wen Rong clicked into the post.
Body content:
[Asked Mom and Dad for money today and got beaten up. I don’t get it. Why does everyone else get 10,000 for living expenses every month, but I only get 3,000?]
[If they’re this poor, they shouldn’t have given birth to me. Did they birth me just to inherit their poverty?]
Because the remarks were too strange, there were many comments below:
[For a college student, 3,000 a month is more than enough. Looking at your previous posts, you threw all your living expenses at risqué female streamers.]
[Your parents are too kind for not beating you to death.]
Wen Rong also felt it was excessive, so he selected this blogger as his first target for tonight.
Shared: 《Children Who Torture Their Parents Have No Conscience》
At the same time, the comments he posted a few days ago received replies.
Initially, Wen Rong was uncomfortable being scolded back, but now that he had been scolded a lot, he had completely let it go. He was even happy that he had completed another task, screenshotting it and sending it to Lin Qizheng to “turn in homework.”
Lin Qizheng: [……]
Wen Rong: [Senior, is there any problem with this?]
Lin Qizheng stared at the reply calling him “Old man, don’t use your pension to surf the net, go dance in the square with the old ladies, maybe you’ll find a partner,” and was speechless for a few seconds before replying: [No problem. The way you spread knowledge has already taught the other party to respect the old and cherish the young.]
He was now immune to these videos. his only hope was that Wen Rong wouldn’t send these videos to Shi Ye and Leon. If those two couldn’t stand the harassment and discovered he was the cause of it all, he would really be doomed!
[Senior, I saw a video. Do you want to watch it?]
No.
I really want to hack all the marketing accounts targeting the middle-aged and elderly.
In the end…
Lin Qizheng: [Watch it.]
Wen Rong: Shared 《People with Weak Constitutions Must Do These Things Before Hiking》
Lin Qizheng: [Youngest, do I look very weak?]
Wen Rong: [Not weak, just thin like me, Senior. The mountain is far from the hospital. If an accident happens, it’s very dangerous.]
Lin Qizheng: [That means it’s fate. If something really goes wrong, just let me die.]
[Don’t worry. I borrowed a medical kit from Senior Leon. He said there’s life-saving stuff inside, so you absolutely won’t die.]
After discussion between Wen Rong and the three others, this practical activity was decided to be an off-campus mountain climb to watch the sunrise. Two days and one night. Zhang Lin kindly provided the house, and Zhang Jincheng provided the car.
On Friday morning, the four members of the News Club met in Room 100.
Wen Rong carried a backpack, held a dusty gray case in his hand, wore a hat, and sported an oversized windbreaker. He was so fully equipped that the three others were somewhat shocked.
Lin Qizheng: “Youngest, we are merely climbing a mountain with an altitude of 2,000 meters, not climbing Mount Everest.”
Wen Rong scratched his head. “Senior Leon gave me the clothes. He insisted I wear them.”
Lin Qizheng shut his mouth.
The four put their bags in the trunk. When they got into the car, Lin Qizheng noticed Wen Rong holding the dusty gray case on his lap and couldn’t help speaking up again. “Youngest, put the case in the trunk. Why keep holding it?”
Wen Rong explained, “I’m afraid it’ll get damaged.”
“Looking at the material, it doesn’t seem easily breakable.”
“I’m still a little scared. Senior Leon said these are his privately stashed medicines. If they get lost, he’ll go bankrupt.”
“You really brought medicine…” Lin Qizheng compromised. “Alright. If you get tired, give it to me, I’ll help you.”
“Mhm, mhm.”
Less than five minutes after the four left Floriman Academy in the car, rows of cars filed out, chasing each other across four lanes.
“Drive faster!” Shi Jing urged anxiously from the passenger seat.
Qi Yuan was speechless. “Brother Shi, safety is the most important thing. We can’t cause an accident.”
Both of them were public figures. If there was a traffic accident, their careers would be over.
“Why are so many people running out today? Not earlier, not later, but exactly at this time.”
Because someone in the Student Council had leaked that the News Club was going to the hot spring.
The original Tennis Club had a group chat on another social platform. Later, when Zhao Zeyang dropped out and Shi Ye took office, this group went silent for a while. It wasn’t until Liang Zili started posting daily threads begging for Wen Rong’s Mi Lulu cosplay photos that someone complained in the group, “You keep talking about it but won’t show the photos.” Everyone seemed to find a foothold; the dead group revived and began prying into Wen Rong.
For example, blurry photos of his back taken secretly in class, or silhouettes in the cafeteria where someone pretended to take a selfie but actually wanted Wen Rong in the frame…
As luck would have it, Qi Yuan was in the group.
When he learned the news was about going to a hot spring, Qi Yuan was shocked.
Zhou Xie only knew the News Club was going out. He didn’t know who was even more resourceful than Zhou Xie to know exactly where Wen Rong and the others were going.
The people in the group were also shocked to learn Wen Rong was going to a hot spring.
[There’s only that one hot spring nearby, right?]
[I remember that place is for naked bathing.]
[Holy crap? Really going to the hot spring?]
[Naked bathing?!!!! Is it the kind where we can see the Goddess without clothes?]
“The car next to us is blocking Brother Wen Rong’s car. Can’t you overtake him?”
Recollection ended here. Qi Yuan focused on driving. “The distance is too close; I can’t pass.”
“What if we lose them?”
There’s only one hot spring; we don’t even need to follow.
Qi Yuan didn’t voice his thoughts. He fudged, “It’s fine. I have internal connections. Even if we lose them, I’ll know where they’re going.”
Shi Jing finally stopped clamoring to overtake. Qi Yuan rolled down the window to let the wind in. Just then, a blue sports car darted past, and the passenger window rolled down. It was clearly someone from the Tennis Club.
“Qi Yuan, driving so slow?” The wind mixed with the shout reached his ears.
Qi Yuan was instantly startled.
If the Tennis Club was here, it meant Shi Ye knew about this too. Would he come?
Qi Yuan knew Shi Ye. No matter where he went, he would drive that red LaFerrari. He checked the rearview mirror and, confirming there was no familiar red car, silently breathed a sigh of relief.
The voice continued: “Oh, it’s because there’s a kid in the car. Take it slow then.”
Damn it!
Qi Yuan hurriedly rolled up the window, praying Shi Jing hadn’t heard what was just said while focusing on driving.
Silence filled the car, and the air grew thinner. Qi Yuan felt short of breath. Just then, they hit a downhill slope. The car in front slowed down, and Qi Yuan slowed down in sync.
“Are they also following Wen Rong specially?”
The voice was too cold and didn’t call Wen Rong “Brother.” Qi Yuan suspected he had misheard.
“I’m asking you, do they also want to go to the same place as Wen Rong?”
Qi Yuan: “Probably not.”
Shi Jing’s eyes turned suddenly cold. “Ram them.”
…
Thwack.
Gray hair plastered wetly against his cheek, sweat dripping from his chin onto the grass and disappearing silently.
Shi Ye raised a hand to wipe it casually and twirled the tennis racket in his hand. “Continue.”
After a long time, this private tennis court was finally in use. The textured grass was littered with crystal-green tennis balls. The servants couldn’t pick them up in time and could only push basket after basket of tennis balls through the door.
The sparring partner across the court was sweating profusely, looking hesitatingly toward the side of the court—at the man in the suit sitting on the coach’s chair, Shi Ye’s exclusive tennis coach, Wang Xijie.
Wang Xijie raised a hand to signal a pause. “Training ends here for today.”
“I still want to practice.”
“Let’s check your current physical condition first.”
“No need, I’m fine right now.”
Shi Ye gripped the tennis racket, rotating his wrist, legs spread in preparation to receive the ball.
“Your current state is not good. You’ve been training continuously for nearly 12 hours. If you keep going, your physical functions will have problems.”
The butler walked in holding a phone, interrupting the tense standoff between the two. “Young Master, Zhou Xie is calling you.”
Shi Ye frowned. “Not taking it.”
“Li’ao called once already. Now Zhou Xie is calling personally; it might be urgent.”
Shi Ye looked hesitantly at the phone. Finally, he handed the tennis racket to a servant and reached out to take it. “What is it?”
“People from the Tennis Club got into a rear-end collision 5 kilometers off-campus. Go over there.”
“Since when is it your turn to order me around? Call the traffic police yourself.”
“The party at fault is Shi Jing.”
Shi Ye laughed out of anger. “You think I’d go over there for him?”
“They are all chasing the four people from the News Club.”
News Club…
Wen Rong.
Shi Ye’s chest tightened, feeling a difficulty in breathing.
Zhou Xie: “Heard the News Club is planning to go to the hot spring.”
“So what?”
“A group of people soaking naked in a pool. It should be quite a sight, right?”
“…”
Shi Ye hung up silently.
He went to the table, grabbed a bottle of water, and poured it into his mouth. The liquid flowed down his throat into his stomach, the icy sensation gradually replacing the heat radiating from his muscles.
Calming down, a thought popped into his head for no reason: Doesn’t he have a clue? Doesn’t he know how many people covet him? Yet he dares to go to a hot spring with a bunch of guys?
Shi Ye put down the water bottle and thought again, Even Leon doesn’t mind, so why am I worrying?
“Young Master, Zhou Xie seems to be calling again… Young Master, where are you going?”
By the time Shi Ye came back to his senses, the car keys were already in his hand.
He rubbed his hair vigorously, two little people fighting a war in his mind.
One said: No, what exactly am I doing? I agreed to forget Wen Rong, and now I’m eagerly chasing after him?
The other said: Leon might not know Wen Rong is going to the hot spring with others. Me going to stop him from being ‘open and honest’ with others is also helping Leon.
Shi Ye jumped into the car and stomped on the accelerator.
There were inexplicably many cars out today. Shi Ye was irritable and sped up in the fast lane.
The road was wide. Not long after, Shi Ye saw a blue sports car and a black SUV stopped ahead, collided.
By the roadside, a bunch of people were arguing.
Shi Ye intended to drive straight past, but a glance from the corner of his eye showed they were all Tennis Club members. Acting on the instinct of a club president, he stepped on the brakes.
The red LaFerrari made quite a noise. Many people had noticed him long ago, but seeing him stop, they were somewhat shocked and came forward one after another. “President, why are you here?” “Is the President going out today too?”
Many, many words smashed into his face. Shi Ye’s attention shifted, and his heated emotions suddenly calmed.
One little person successfully assassinated the other. He made up his mind: No matter the reason, he could not go look for Wen Rong.
“You guys are going out?” Shi Ye asked.
The crowd looked awkward, then nodded. “Mhm, mhm. We agreed to go out and play together this weekend.”
“Then why are you still stopped here?”
“Isn’t it because of the rear-end collision? The insurance company won’t cover this car; repairs are all out of pocket. That Shi Jing doesn’t understand human language at all; he just opens his mouth claiming they aren’t at fault.”
Shi Ye was surprised.
In his understanding, Shi Jing was the type who would pretend to be innocently likable anytime, anywhere. Suddenly being so directly unreasonable and pestering didn’t seem like him.
Was it for Wen Rong?
Shi Ye rubbed his hair. “I’ll handle it.”
The crowd: “This… this isn’t good, right?” “President, if you have business, you go first. We can handle it.”
“It’s fine.”
Shi Ye rarely took on other people’s business actively like this, but at this moment, he felt he had to.
He had to keep finding things to distract himself. If he stayed distracted long enough, his body wouldn’t want to go find Wen Rong.
Shi Ye turned back to ask Qi Yuan, “How do you plan to handle this?”
Qi Yuan, who didn’t want to blow things up in the first place, hurriedly lowered his head and dodged. “Sorry, Brother Shi, it’s my problem.”
Beside him, Shi Jing was dissatisfied. “Clearly—”
Qi Yuan covered his mouth immediately. “Sorry, Brother Shi. I’ll pay for however much the repairs cost.”
“Why didn’t you say these words just now?”
Qi Yuan was awkward for a moment, hurriedly pressing Shi Jing down to apologize together. “We were just in the heat of the moment. Sorry.”
Shi Ye didn’t express an opinion. Qi Yuan quickly turned to the others in the Tennis Club: “Sorry, brothers. I couldn’t control my temper just now. Really sorry.”
With Qi Yuan humbling himself like this, the Tennis Club members also felt embarrassed, after all, they used to hang out together.
Both sides apologized to each other. The matter was considered resolved, and they hurriedly drove away.
On the highway, the wind blew his hair up. Shi Ye fished a cigarette from the car and lit it.
Nicotine soaked into his blood, physically calming his irritable mood.
Shi Ye buried his head and chuckled lightly, his shoulders shaking.
In the end, he still followed Zhou Xie’s arrangement. Zhou Xie firmly grasped Wen Rong as his weakness to make him solve the problem, helping these people from the Tennis Club and Shi Jing chase Wen Rong to the hot spring faster.
When everyone gathered in the hot spring, how good would that scene look?
Wen Rong would definitely open his mouth wide: “Huh? Why is everyone here?” Then he would walk down into the pool without a care. Even if everyone’s infatuated gazes were on him, he wouldn’t mind.
No, it wasn’t that he wouldn’t mind; it was that big idiot definitely wouldn’t notice.
Stupid straight man!
His chest slowly warmed up. Shi Ye didn’t know that he had inadvertently raised the corners of his mouth.
But the smile didn’t last long.
Shi Ye thought of the gossip about him and Wen Rong.
He received many blessings on Blue Book, the atmosphere hyped up as if he were really dating Wen Rong.
But he knew incredibly clearly that it was all fabricated. The truth had always been obvious: Wen Rong didn’t like him, even sending middle-aged fraud videos to mock his emotional volatility.
Wen Rong liked Leon.
The effect of the nicotine weakened. Shi Ye’s chest ached dully, as if the muscles in his chest were tearing apart, the beating sound accompanied by urgent cries for help.
He raised his hand to cover his face. The wind was strong; blowing into his eyes, it made them terribly dry. On the ground within his vision, dead leaves were also blown very, very far away.
“Shi Ye.”
After an unknown amount of time, a woman’s voice suddenly came from behind.
Shi Ye wiped his face and looked back to see a car stopped in front of the red LaFerrari. A head of long, golden curly hair spilled out of the window. “What are you doing here?”
Shi Ye opened his mouth but couldn’t speak, only holding up the cigarette to indicate.
Evelyn rested her arm on the window. “Want to hang out together?”
Shi Ye thought, Go ahead. Do something else to distract attention.
These days, whenever he stopped, he would constantly refresh Blue Book, Black Pigeon, and click on Wen Rong’s profile. He knew clearly he shouldn’t do this, but he lost control.
He threw the cigarette into the trash can and went to the car. Seeing a capable-looking girl with her hair clipped up driving, he hesitated slightly. “Just you two?”
“Of course there are others, otherwise she wouldn’t be willing to come out alone with me.”
“Where to?”
“Climbing the mountain. We plan to watch the sunrise.”
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