Chapter 19: It’s Not a Discussion
The System had never seen a host like Shi Huaibai in its life. He didn’t follow normal plot tropes at all. Even cannon fodder villains like Chen Xin were recruited. This was intentionally going against the F4.
Shi Huaibai was calm instead: [Being my challenge target is their honor.]
Just as he spoke, one of Shi Huaibai’s challenge targets, Song Chi, called back.
Clearly, he was the one calling, but the other side kept silent, as if arrogantly waiting for Shi Huaibai to speak first.
The System hinted cautiously: [What is he calling to ask? Should we say hello first?]
Shi Huaibai was such a profound person; he said to the System in his head: [What he’s here for, naturally, I anticipated long ago.]
The System actually saw it too: Since Shi Huaibai fought Song Chi at the boxing gym, it knew Song Chi was interested in Shi Huaibai.
And rumor had it that for this equestrian competition, Song Chi didn’t join the Basketball Club’s internal team like last year. Calling Shi Huaibai now, the meaning was self-evident.
Song Chi wants to join the Host.
The Host must have seen it too!
Great, then the Host will definitely agree. After all, Song Chi’s ability in Cross Country Jumping is obvious to all.
And Song Chi is different from Jiang Xinian. Jiang Xinian wants Shi Huaibai to depend on him, while Song Chi can “marry down” into Shi Huaibai’s team!
The System got more excited the more it thought about it.
Although he didn’t hook up with F1, establishing a connection with F2 isn’t bad either!
Shi Huaibai said to the phone: “Looks like you remember the matter of being my servant for a week. You’re calling to pay respects now, right?”
System: [……]
Fine, Shi Huaibai thought of nothing. Shi Huaibai has fallen in love with the Little Emperor roleplay game again recently.
Song Chi called, didn’t say a word, and was caught off guard hearing Shi Huaibai’s “pay respects.” He was instantly speechless.
He slammed the phone hung up with a smack, throwing it fiercely onto the bed: “Mental case!”
Then, Song Chi picked up his spare phone, rushed to the forum, and typed a furious rant: [Where did this ancient-style novel child-faced wolf come from]. Finally feeling relieved, he rolled out of bed and dialed Shi Huaibai’s number again.
Shi Huaibai hung up.
Ten minutes later, Song Chi didn’t give up and called again.
Shi Huaibai hung up again.
Now Song Chi was thoroughly enraged, unable to wait even a second. When the phone rang for the third time, Shi Huaibai finally picked up slowly.
The System was anxious enough to smoke inside Shi Huaibai’s brain: [Why keep ignoring F2’s calls?!]
Shi Huaibai: [Do you understand ‘Three Visits to the Thatched Cottage’?]
System: [……]
As long as you’re happy.
To prevent Shi Huaibai from getting addicted to being an emperor again, the System quickly hinted: [Song Chi and Jiang Xinian have always been at odds. He definitely knows the news that you dug Chen Xin away from Jiang Xinian. The enemy of an enemy is a friend. You know what to do, right?]
Shi Huaibai was also confident, looking like possessed by Zhuge Liang, predicting things like a god: [I know!]
Song Chi on the other end held back for a long time, finally squeezing out a sentence: “Heard Jiang Xinian doesn’t want you anymore.”
In that instant, the System’s expression went blank. One eye slowly enlarged, the other slowly shrank, staring at itself. Its brain wrinkles smoothed out again: Really didn’t expect F2, this silly child, to be so bad at talking.
Shi Huaibai responded with a disdainful sneer: [Heh~ I knew he came to provoke me. We Long Aotians act throughout our lives, always suffering doubts from mortals, and need not explain to mortals.]
System: [……]
I beg you not to know first…
Song Chi, who couldn’t speak on the other end, was still “pouring oil on the fire,” every sentence sounding like mockery: “Jiang Xinian doesn’t want you anymore and threw you to Chen Xin. What will you do now? Adding Chen Xin makes only two people; you can’t even form a team. Heard you still want to defeat Jiang Xinian…”
[I knew it. Before the face-slapping plot, there must be a bit player like him coming out to embarrass himself!] Shi Huaibai knew it again. He sneered at Song Chi: “What do you mean?”
Song Chi was silent for a long time, seemingly rummaging through boxes to find wording. However, he might as well have not bothered.
Song Chi hinted stiffly: “I have to serve you tea and water for a week. You wouldn’t take the opportunity to order me to join your team, right? I hate Jiang Xinian too, right? Enemy’s enemy is a friend…”
Before he could finish his “winding mountain road” hint, Shi Huaibai interrupted passionately: “I would never do such despicable and shameless things!”
System: [……]
Why don’t you try doing it?
F2 looks a bit shattered.
Song Chi gritted his teeth, word by word: “That’s, good.”
He had given such a huge step down, yet Shi Huaibai refused to take it!
Shi Huaibai continued his Long Aotian declaration: “Defying Heaven has exceptions; defying Me leaves no chance of survival! This time, I will thoroughly defeat you and Jiang Xinian, letting you know who the real King is!”
Not only that, Shi Huaibai manually increased the mission difficulty: “Right now there is still one spot in Jiang Xinian’s team. You go join Jiang Xinian.”
Silence reigned on Song Chi’s end for a long time, as if he died on the spot: “…”
He suspected he heard wrong: “Why should I join Jiang Xinian’s group?”
Shi Huaibai was self-righteous, his train of thought bizarre: “Didn’t you say the enemy of an enemy is a friend?”
The System was completely autistic. It finally figured it out: There isn’t a single normal person here!
Song Chi is a twisty tsundere who can’t speak properly; Shi Huaibai is a twisted chunibyo emperor! Simply a perfect match, a celestial match!
Song Chi smashed the phone out again with a bang. Before the phone completely left his hand, Shi Huaibai’s clear and powerful voice poured precisely into his ear:
“Then I command you, go join Jiang Xinian’s team now! This is a notification, not a query!”
The System was cracking, cracking, and finally found a trace of rationality amidst the cracking, turning back to question Shi Huaibai: [Why make them group together?! They were top tier in their respective events. According to ‘Tian Ji Horse Racing’ strategy, there was hope. Now that the strong have united, isn’t it harder to beat?!]
Shi Huaibai cleared his throat. Even though there was only a busy tone on the phone, Shi Huaibai’s tone remained firm, exploding with conviction:
“Let them come together. I’m in a hurry.”
System: [……]
Hurry your sister!
The competition mechanism isn’t a fantasy novel fighting bit players!
The System was worried sick, still resisting, scratching its head in feigned distress: [Then what do we do now? If we can’t find the last contestant, how do we compete? What about the mission?]
The implication was: Let’s call F2 back.
Who knew, Shi Huaibai leaned back lazily in the chair, fingertips playing with the phone carelessly, interrupting the System’s wailing in his head slowly.
His wrist lifted casually, the screen flipped, and the name on the chat log displayed clearly: Qu You.
Shi Huaibai smiled slightly, fingertips tapping gently on the phone screen:
“Aren’t the people all here?”
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Twilight gathered, the setting sun dyeing heaven and earth into a gentle amber. Amidst the “pale gold” that was too thick to melt, the silhouette of a girl controlling a horse was outlined clearly.
A clear shout quickly attracted Qu You’s attention.
Qu You yanked the reins fiercely. The white horse beneath her, like a bowstring full of power suddenly released, soared into the air, perfectly crossing the obstacle.
The horse carried its owner straight to Shi Huaibai, blowing a mouthful of hot breath.
The white horse raised its neck. Qu You’s face was still slightly flushed, showing the excitement of exercise: “Thank you for inviting me, Little Huaibai.”
She narrowed her eyes, a drop of excited sweat sticking to her eyelashes: “Do you know why I like equestrianism?”
Qu You spoke to herself: “Because equestrianism is a sport where regardless of gender, all genders are treated equally and compete on the same stage. But those boring guys always say they want to protect me, want to help me get an A, as if no one considered letting me compete officially. So boring. Wasn’t it supposed to be a competition where men and women compete together?”
“So, leave the Show Jumping to me!” Saying this, Qu You jumped off the horse’s back. The girl’s face was still energetic and excited, her smile wild and playful.
“I will definitely help you, get, rid, of, Song, Chi!”
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