Chapter 46: The Great Filial Son is Full of Righteousness
“Seven years ago today, we met in Class 1 of ‘Li Mai’.”
“Seven years later today, we gather at ‘Saiston’.”
“Is everyone here?”
“All here!”
“If we’re all here, then raise your glasses. To my dear old classmatesâ”
The Arts and Sports Commissary elected seven years ago continued to exert their residual heat, while the others raised their glasses high, hooting and laughing foolishly.
Today was the first reunion of the Class of 2016, Class 1 since graduation. The most important reason they could gather everyone was that most classmates hadn’t triggered their career paths yet.
For example, Shou Jiaxunâif not for the sudden emergency at home, he would definitely still be on a business trip abroad right now.
The Commissary up front was expressing similar thoughts: “There are two reasons for organizing the reunion today. First, it will definitely get harder and harder for us to gather in the future. Those who should marry will marry, those who should start businesses will start businesses, those who should inherit will inherit. The seasons remain long, but leisure time grows narrow, so let’s cherish our time together while we can.
The second reason is that when Class 1 disbanded, we missed a proper disbandment meal. As far as I know, fewer than ten people in our class stayed until the final unified exam.”
Li Mai High School focused on studying abroad. The number of students taking the domestic unified exam over the years was at most less than thirty percent of total enrollment.
Guo Duoyu raised his arm at this moment, pinching his fingertips to make a gesture.
The Commissary corrected timely: “Oh, seven… later classes were combined, right?”
Guo Duoyu nodded vigorously.
The Commissary simply handed the microphone to him. “Hey, you tell it. That last period of time in our class, saying goodbye every dayâwasn’t it particularly sentimental?”
Guo Duoyu took the microphone, took a deep breath, and revealed a smile that was honest and dutiful yet inexplicably asking for a beating. “At first, it was sentimental, sending off comrades every day. Later, I got numb to the send-offs and felt that with one gone, I had one less competitor. Was quite happy.
In the end, only a few of us were left in the class. With no competitive pressure, I didn’t want to study anymore. Every day my brain was full of ‘Aiyou, instant win! I’m the f*cking national top scorer.’
Resulting in the day I entered the exam hall… F*ck! Li Mai lied to me! Why was the exam hall fully seated??
None of you can understand my mood that day, really… Before opening the scroll (exam), I cried a bit first.”
Everyone indeed couldn’t understand the scholar-tyrant’s mood, but it didn’t stop them from being amused by his distressed appearance.
Another person the classmates couldn’t understand was Class Monitor Xiao. Although Xiao Yu’s grades couldn’t catch up to the two catfish scholar-tyrants in the class, he was an outstanding existence among the many second-generation rich kids who were just fishing in troubled waters.
He was also among the first batch to receive offers from high-quality foreign universities, but what was very confusing was that he didn’t go in the end. Instead, he chose to bite the bullet and catch up, insisting on squeezing onto the single-plank bridge with the students from humble families.
As if to prove something, or specifically waiting for today, to exhale proudly in front of a certain someone.
After the first round of speeches ended, many classmates proactively ran over to toast Class Monitor Xiao, asking about his current situation, asking which government office he would serve in the future; those with good relationships maintained them, those with average relationships galloped to promote feelings.
Reality proved that your class monitor is still your class monitor. In the school era, he was the center of showing off wealth; later in the arena of fame and fortune, he was still the focal point.
Shou Jiaxun had made some small money in recent years and had achievements, but couldn’t be counted as outstanding; after all, even if this bunch of classmates did nothing, they wouldn’t necessarily be poorer than him.
So, compared to how high-profile Little Student Shou had been mixing in business circles these years, his performance tonight was basically the equidistant opposite.
His core attitude focused on “being a supportive audience.” When others talked gossip, he timely let out a “Wow!” or “Really?!”
Guo Duoyu kept explaining how to distinguish gold purity in Dubai and tips for buying fragrances nearby.
The wealthy Omegas who used to stand at his “wife threshold” were soon standing at his “purchasing agent threshold.”
It made one very suspicious whether this dark-skinned Alpha went to the Middle East to further his studies to climb the social ladder or to become a professional personal shopper.
Their class of forty-two students was divided into three tables tonight. One table sat the class committee, showing the embryonic form of the fame and fortune arena; one table discussed emotionsâthose who had dated, had ambiguous relationships, or harbored secret crushes back then focused on recounting “old flames” tonight.
Then there was Shou Jiaxun’s table. Except for Guo Duoyu, it was all “mid-stream pillars” from back thenâgrades neither high nor low, love lives lackluster, rambling about nothing but other people’s gossip.
The great beauty Yin Xi naturally resided in the emotional group, sitting with Alphas on his left and right, just like Guo Duoyu was surrounded by Omegas front and back.
The dining atmosphere, where everyone took what they needed and enjoyed themselves, lasted until someone in the emotional group suggested speaking in turns, pouring out the small regrets hidden in their hearts from the past.
Then he said he had liked Student Yin for a long time. He felt particularly regretful that Yin Xi left school back then and hoped to keep in touch often in the future. regardless of whether there was a chance for further development, he only sought to rebuild the bridge of friendship.
After finishing the main topic, he smoothed over some flattery, saying Student Yin had it particularly hard, he understood especially well, and admired him. While we spent money studying these few years, he started a business to make money and became his own boss, which was very, very remarkable. A male god is always a male god; he didn’t love the wrong person.
Hearing this, Bai Fan and Guo Duoyu immediately exchanged a look. One whispered a complaint: “Idiot.”
The other quietly grumbled: “Fear what comes, and it comes. He’s definitely going to bring up that matter in a bit.”
Shou Jiaxun nudged Bai Fan’s arm with his elbow, whispering a suggestion: “Go to the bathroom?”
Bai Fan nodded. “Alright.”
Guo Duoyu hurriedly hitched a ride. “Count me in.” At this time, he didn’t even care about the issue of “AO separate bathrooms.”
But just as the three here lifted their butts and before their backs were straight, Student Yin “opened fire.” He took the microphone directly from his admirer and said, “My purpose for coming today is very simple. I just want to see if the person who filmed that video back then, which led to me dropping out, dares to stand up and admit it…”
The Urine Escape Trio hurriedly sat back in their chairs. Their thoughts were more or less the same: Dare to, but unwilling to.
Student Yin continued: “So many years have passed. I don’t want to pursue anything; I just feel we owe each other an explanation. Don’t you think so? Guo Duoyu.”
“Oh, haha! Is it my turn to speak so soon?” Guo Duoyu put on an honest smile, pretending to reminisce about the past. “My regret, huh… My biggest regret is definitely not holding onto a blue-chip stock. Back then when he called me ‘Hubby,’ I ignored him; now he’s become my sugar daddy, and I can’t climb high enough to reach him.”
Shou Jiaxun chuckled as he picked up food and put it in his mouth, pretending his ears didn’t grow on his own body.
Bai Fan rested his forehead on his hand and buried his head in his phone. The banquet hall instantly fell into a dead silence.
Beauty Yin was seasoned in social scenes. If he didn’t want to be awkward, no one could make him awkward; since the other party played dumb, he continued to open his mic: “Shou Jiaxun, we are both victims of that incident. Don’t you want to say a few words?”
President Shou was seasoned in pitch competitions. His ears could be missing, but his mouth always worked well. Being named this time, he immediately corrected his posture and confessed seriously: “I indeed worked part-time at a nightclub, so you handing my badge to Old Deng doesn’t count as slandering me, and I don’t feel persecuted by you. The past is like smoke, let’s leave it there… How about having a drink? Don’t blame yourself too much.”
“So that’s how it is!” Yin Xi raised his lips in a mocking smile, full of meaning. “You think I handed your badge to Teacher Deng, so you had Guo Duoyu film a video to spread… to take revenge on me.”
The cause and effect of the matter were slightly off, but the impact wasn’t significant. Shou Jiaxun didn’t really want to lose character along with him, but he didn’t want to act pretentious and innocent either, so he decided temporarily to drag another person into the water.
So he raised his eyebrows with a smile, looking at the table next door, and asked “The Great Filial Son”: “Xiao Yu! Do you still dare to go to nightclubs to solicit prostitutes now?”
Xiao Yu hadn’t looked at Shou Jiaxun all night, but his attention hadn’t left Shou Jiaxun all night. Shou Jiaxun was like a tumor clinging to his brain, impossible to dig out, for a full four years.
Resulting in this scene as soon as they met.
The key was that the path he was going to walk in the future couldn’t be associated with words like “nightclub” or “soliciting prostitutes” at all. Even a tiny bit would be self-destruction of his future.
His face immediately turned iron-green as he glared back. “I have never been to a nightclub.”
Shou Jiaxun immediately gave him a thumbs up, straightened his face, and spoke earnestly: “The Class Monitor has made a good start. It’s rare for us to gather today, everyone must tell the truth.”
Saying this, he leaned forward slightly, questioning Guo Duoyu sideways: “Guo Duoyu, did you or did you not film Yin Xi’s video?”
Guo Duoyu’s expression turned solemn, imitating Class Monitor Xiao’s tone to perfection: “I have never filmed a video of Student Yin!”
“F*ck, guts to do it but no guts to admit it, a bunch of cowards,” the Alpha who confessed to Yin Xi earlier spoke up righteously.
Subsequently, another admirer voiced support: “Forget it, Xixi. That bunch back then only dared to hide and do bad things in the dark. Now they have even less guts to stand out. Just treat him like a maggot, only fit to lie in the gutter.”
Bai Fan immediately echoed loudly: “Right, right, right. I also hate those ‘maggots’ hiding in the gutter speaking ill of people and spreading slander the most. The key is they spread it before, and they’re still spreading it now! It’s really too excessive. You can’t hurt Xixi like this.
This rumor must end with me today! Return Xixi’s innocence. If you have something to say, say it clearly in the open. Don’t anyone think of running.”
As he spoke, he tapped twice on his phone with his head down. The next second, everyone’s phone in the room buzzed and dinged in unison.
Before Shou Jiaxun could see clearly what he posted in the class group, Student Bai Fan continued firing: “Although Xixi drives this car, the same model and color as the one owned by the boss of Shengqiang Real Estate, and although the last two digits of their license plates can be seen to be identical, I feel this doesn’t prove Xixi sold his body to that sixty-something old lecher. What if they are friends despite the age gap?
What do you mean by secretly sending DMs back and forth? Whoever started it, hurry up and stand out to make things clear.”
Clearly, Student Bai Fan was angered by the “hiding maggots in the gutter” accusation and started digging up new dirt to counterattack.
Shou Jiaxun clicked open the picture he sent to the group. The photo of Yin Xi’s car was taken by Bai Fan himself; stitched behind it was a news image with a watermark. It was a bit blurry, but the color and model weren’t hard to distinguish; enlarging the license plate part, one could indeed see the last digits matched.
Guo Duoyu frowned tight, holding the phone up to his eyes. “Real or fake? Is it really the same car?”
“Heh…” Shou Jiaxun wore a scornful expression. He couldn’t be bothered to pretend anymore, tilting his face toward Yin Xi. “Actually, who filmed that video and who spread it isn’t important. What’s important is that my words were unpleasant and hurt your self-esteem, right?”
Yin Xi turned around, confronting him head-on. “So it was you who got someone to ambush on the rooftop and deliberately film a video to slander me, right?”
Shou Jiaxun pouted and shook his head. “I was young and aggressive back then, spoke without thinking. How about I add a few more sentences to your face today, let’s solidify our respective viewpoints, so you guys don’t go around calling everyone maggots in the gutter and blackmailing whoever you catch.”
Yin Xi raised his lips in a sneer. “It’s really hard to get you to admit something you’ve done.”
President Shou crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair. “I admit, back then I looked down heavily on jobs like sitting at tables to accompany drinking. Because if your accompanying drinking was a forced, enduring-hardships-to-plan-revenge self-improvement, then my partner and I braving wind and snow, enduring the scorching sun, sweating like rain to move fruit and set up stalls would have to be called brain-sick and asking for trouble.
So I admit, I still look down on those trades that step on the moral bottom line to take shortcuts and be lazy.
I also admit I’m arrogant, and I will continue to be arrogant with a clear conscience. I also admit that everything I said back then came entirely from my heart, from the bottom of my soul.”
After speaking, he immediately stood up and raised his glass to the Reserve-Officer-to-be Xiao Yu, who was dressed most like a human but acting like a dog (pretentious) and full of righteousness tonight, making a request with a serious face: “Class Monitor, hurry up and take the lead in applauding for me, otherwise you’ll be letting down that little pin on your collar.”
Guo Duoyu, who had been holding his phone up in front of his eyes since studying the photo Bai Fan sent to the group, suddenly spoke up at this moment: “Shou Jiaxun, do you have more after this? My memory is running out! Class Monitor, which side are you on? Hurry, I can’t record much more, hey.”
Recommended Reads
![[ABO] President Shou Is Not a Total Shou](https://beereads.space/wp-content/uploads/2026/01/the-shou-is-not-a-total-shou-214x300.jpg)
