Chapter 32: I Want to Be as Amazing as Them
When he heard Judge Ernst mention the “Student Council President,” Wen Rong anticipated that he would be severely punished.
That was the manipulative Zhou Xie, after all!
However, Wen Rong was good at consoling himself. It didn’t matter; he had survived even Shi Ye and Zhao Zeryang, and there was no one in the school better at fighting than those two. Besides, he could test if being hated by the whole school was the state required to trigger a mission.
Wen Rong carefully read the announcement regarding Lin Qizheng and felt distressed.
Bearing the consequences himself was fine, but he shouldn’t have implicated the senior.
“Brother,” Wen Rong asked the System in his mind, “can this Yellow Card be removed?”
[It can be removed by receiving a world-class authoritative award or obtaining a scholarship.]
Wen Rong passed on the former. He silently cut a piece of cake and pushed it in front of Senior Lin Qizheng. “Senior, I’m sorry I caused you to get a Yellow Card. From today on, I’ll do whatever you ask, as long as it doesn’t violate the law or discipline… Also, let’s work hard from now on, raise our club score and our grades, and strive to get a scholarship to wipe the Yellow Card.”
Lin Qizheng waved his hand weakly. “It’s fine.”
Wen Rong: “…”
“Look on the bright side.” Zhang Lin patted Lin Qizheng on the shoulder, then patted Wen Rong’s back. “His sadness has nothing to do with you. We considered the possibility of being punished together when we did this with you. Besides, it’s just one Yellow Card. Who hasn’t gotten one before?”
Zhang Jincheng spoke up unexpectedly cold. “You should worry about your own Red Card first.”
“…”
“…”
The air in the small hut became extremely heavy. Wen Rong carefully observed their expressions, especially Senior Lin Qizheng’s. His features were all in a “slumped” state, eyes cast down, sadness mixed with disheartened resignation.
The cream on the strawberry cake began to soften with the passing of time. Zhang Jincheng lay on the table sleeping, and Zhang Lin took out his phone to check messages. Wen Rong, who had never made friends before, encountered this situation for the first time. His gaze darted around, unsure of what to do.
Maybe he should go back tonight and search on the browser.
[I can help the Host search.]
Right! There was still his Brother.
Wen Rong said excitedly, “Brother, help me search.”
[To liven up the atmosphere, you can tell a joke…] The System’s voice dragged out, continuing: [For example, what do you call a bear that cuts its nails?]
Wen Rong thought for a moment and asked curiously, “What is it called?”
[Little Able (Xiao Neng).]
“Why?”
[Because cutting nails equals removing the four dots of water.] (Note: The Chinese character for Bear is 熊. The four dots at the bottom are often associated with water/legs. If removed, the remaining character is 能, meaning ‘Able’.)
Pfft. Wen Rong, realizing the pun, let out a laugh.
Zhang Lin and Lin Qizheng looked at him in unison. Even Zhang Jincheng, who was pretending to nap, propped himself up to look.
“Sorry, sorry.” Wen Rong patted his cheeks. “Seniors, do you want to hear a joke?”
Zhang Lin: “…”
Lin Qizheng: “…”
Zhang Jincheng responded rarely, “Tell one.”
“What do you call a bear that cuts its nails? Little Able.”
“…”
“…”
“…”
The atmosphere plunged into awkward silence once again.
“Is… is it not funny?”
“It’s very boring. Don’t tell it next time,” Zhang Jincheng commented bluntly.
“Oh—”
Wen Rong lowered his head. Because his school uniform was tattered, he looked somewhat pitiful.
“Oh, forget it, let’s just say it.” Zhang Lin finally couldn’t stand it. “Old youngest, don’t be sad. Qizheng’s bad mood has nothing to do with you at all. It’s because he was discovered by that curly-haired guy next to Zhou Xie when he entered the system.”
“If the Senior hadn’t entered the system to help me check anonymous IDs, he probably wouldn’t have…”
Slap. Zhang Lin slapped himself. “Ouch, this mouth of mine.”
He continued, “Entering the system is a common occurrence, no problem there. Qizheng mainly cares about the person who discovered him…”
Since Wen Rong’s eyes were too pure and foolish, Zhang Lin knew he probably didn’t understand at all. He explained, “The curly hair next to Zhou Xie is a real genius, super awesome! I don’t understand IT so I can’t describe exactly how amazing he is, but our Qizheng was a resounding big shot in the network world at fifteen. He was considered a ‘God’ everywhere, yet even he has to bow down before that curly hair. That’s why he cares so much about him.”
Wen Rong pointed gingerly at Lin Qizheng’s face. “Senior, Senior Lin Qizheng’s face looks worse and worse.”
Lin Qizheng collapsed, pounding the table. “I hid so well! Why was I still discovered by him!”
Bang, bang, bang, bang.
The cream cake nearly flew into the air.
Wen Rong shuddered all over. “Is it possible… that precisely because you hid too well, he immediately guessed it was you?”
“…”
“…”
Wen Rong sensed the atmosphere was wrong and thought he had misspoken. He apologized hurriedly, “I’m sorry, I just guessed that only you could accomplish this, so the target was obvious… maybe?”
Lin Qizheng suddenly straightened up, staring dead at Wen Rong.
“I—”
Clap, clap, clap, clap.
Applause interrupted Wen Rong.
“Hahahaha.” Lin Qizheng slapped the table and laughed.
Wen Rong: “?”
“Oh my, old youngest, if you had just said that sentence earlier, it would have been way funnier than the bear cutting its nails.”
Wen Rong: “…”
“Let’s go, let’s go, go out and play. President drives, President reimburses.”
Zhang Lin: “Let’s go, President is driving.”
Floriman Academy did not prohibit students from driving cars.
Wen Rong had always been puzzled because the school map had no empty space for parking vehicles, and the roadsides were always empty, with no cars to be seen.
Beep—
The sound of a card swipe interrupted Wen Rong’s thoughts.
The automatic door of the building opened, and the sound of machinery operating came from within.
Wen Rong looked up, thinking he had entered a sci-fi movie set—a massive machine stood before him, seven or eight stories high, gears turning, the transport frame whirring rapidly.
In less than ten seconds, a car was “lifted” in front of them by the machine transport.
He couldn’t help but marvel, “So cool!”
Lin Qizheng: “What’s cool about this? This kind of parking lot is annoying as hell.”
“But it turns!”
Zhang Lin: “This kind of parking lot is purely to save land. It’s actually super troublesome. You have to wait ages every time; it’s not convenient at all.”
“Sigh~ Who told our school to be short on land?”
Wen Rong was curious. “Is our school short on land? But I saw cornfields, and Shi Ye’s tennis court…”
“It’s precisely because they have to serve those favored sons of heaven well that land is tight.”
“The school will provide excellent students with any resources they need. For example, Shi Ye wanted a piece of land to build a tennis court. Another senior not only got a plot of land but also 30 full-time…” Lin Qizheng suddenly felt Zhang Jincheng’s glare and shut up hurriedly. “Ah, ah, ah, never mind. Get in the car, get in the car.”
The car drove all the way out of Floriman Academy.
This was different from the school gate Senior Leon took him through last time. Last time, they passed the barrier and went straight out. This time it was another gate, looking more grand than the last one, with seven or eight people in guard uniforms standing by the door.
Zhang Jincheng handed the car over to them, and the four lined up at the side door for security checks.
Wen Rong felt it was a bit strange but didn’t ask aloud. However, his face couldn’t hide anything, and Zhang Lin noticed.
“Do you think it’s pretty weird?”
“Mm… I didn’t seem to be checked when I went out to buy glasses last time.”
“You didn’t take the VIP passage, did you?”
“Huh?”
Lin Qizheng: “The West Gate. Everyone calls it the VIP passage. It’s for the big shots visiting the school… For example, High Judge Ernst who came today went through that gate. How did you go that way?”
“Senior Leon drove me through it.”
“Oh, no wonder.” Lin Qizheng shrugged. “Because the teachers and even students of Floriman Academy are very important resources, there has always been strict attention to safety, so entry and exit require security checks. But a big shot like Leon, who has extremely high loyalty to the Federation, isn’t restricted.”
Zhang Lin added, “It just means the school trusts him especially.”
“Is… is that so?” Wen Rong marveled inwardly at how amazing Senior Leon was, but curiosity arose again. “Why do they trust him so much?”
Lin Qizheng: “…”
Zhang Lin: “…”
Zhang Jincheng twitched the corner of his mouth. “Sometimes I wonder if you are really close to him or fake close.”
Wen Rong wanted to say he and the Senior were friends, but now he realized he didn’t seem to know the Senior at all.
Zhang Lin: “Because Leon’s father is High Judge Ernst, and his mother is a key researcher cared for by the Federation. He himself has already participated in major Federation research projects and belongs to the core of the Federation’s technology sector…”
Zhang Jincheng: “Don’t talk about this outside. Get in the car.”
The topic regarding Senior Leon ended there.
Wen Rong pressed both hands against the car window. Seeing the buildings on the roadside getting taller and taller, he craned his neck as hard as he could but couldn’t find the tops. It looked just like the “big city” filmed on TV.
His thoughts, however, drifted far away.
Senior Lin Qizheng was a prominent figure at fifteen.
Senior Leon was core personnel in the Federation’s research field.
Shi Ye was number one in the world.
They were clearly about the same age as him, so how were their lives so exciting and meaningful?
Everything around him receded like the tide, sweeping away the skyscrapers, Zhang Jincheng, Lin Qizheng, Zhang Lin…
Wen Rong’s figure shrank, his tattered black uniform turning into a red and white school tracksuit.
He remembered the first time he saw the top scorer of the college entrance exam in the newspaper. He felt a glory, joy, and pride on that face that he had never experienced.
“I want to go to Tsinghua or Peking University too.”
“I want to be as amazing as them.”
The two voices overlapped across space and time.
Wen Rong’s heart surged with emotion.
Pow, pow, pow, pow.
A corner of the sandbag caved in, leaving the imprint of a fist. Before the leather could recover, it was punched deeper again.
The butler, accustomed to Shi Ye’s excessive “exercise volume” these past few days, stood quietly by the side holding a towel.
Buzz—
A servant brought Shi Ye’s phone over. “Young Master, a new message.”
Shi Ye finally stopped. He took the phone, and his high-arched brows almost stood vertical.
Black Pigeon System Message: [First-year student Wen Rong violated school regulations by using violence. By unanimous decision of the School Directors, he is penalized with a Red Card.]
Fck!*
Damn that Zhou Xie.
Shi Ye wiped the sweat from his face with the towel, put on his clothes, and turned to walk out.
Walking to the door, the wind blew, and the image of Wen Rong kissing Leon came to mind. His brain sobered up completely.
What am I doing? If Wen Rong is aggrieved, Leon is there to help him. What am I anxious about?
If I rush over for Wen Rong and Leon finds out, how will Leon look at me?
Shi Ye turned 180 degrees, ready to go back and continue punching. His phone received new messages.
Buzz—
[Brother Shi, the Special Recruit got a Red Card. We are planning how to force him to drop out.]
Buzz—
[Now, doing anything to him doesn’t violate school rules. Someone suggested beating him up, but he beat Zhao Zeryang earlier, and today he fought over a dozen alone. The brothers don’t really dare to make a move.]
Buzz—
[The Special Recruit has some tricks. Zhao Zeryang had his incident in the morning and is packing up to leave now. If we bully him, we won’t be schemed into expulsion by him, right? Brother Shi, what do you think?]
Think what?
Are you guys insane?
Why bully Wen Rong for no reason?
After a mental interrogation, Shi Ye’s heart suddenly jumped.
He realized he was exactly the same as Qi Yuan at the start of school, bullying Wen Rong for no reason.
Because he had bullied him, he was unforgivable.
Now that Wen Rong liked men, the object of his choice was Leon, who treated him well.
The scene of Wen Rong kissing Leon spread out before his eyes again like a slide show. The next frame displayed a pink-white face slightly parting its lips, a warm tongue tip suspended between the upper and lower jaw.
This is what Leon saw, right? That’s why he couldn’t resist kissing down—
Fck!*
Why did it have to be Leon?
If it were Zhou Xie… if it were Zhou Xie, he could at least fight for him.
Fck!*
Fck!*
Why did that dumbass Zhou Xie have to give Wen Rong a Red Card?
Shi Ye’s thoughts were chaotic. He blacklisted Qi Yuan, turned around, and jumped into his car.
The LaFerrari let out a thunderous roar, driving all the way to the Student Council.
Student Council, Fourth Floor.
The office door was tightly shut, but it couldn’t cover the fierce arguing inside.
“Federal law stipulates that everyone enjoys freedom. What do you think you are? Just because you hold a little power as President, you want to control everyone?”
“Did issuing a Red Card to a Special Recruit make you this anxious?”
When Shi Ye entered the door, he saw Leon with red eyes, clenching his fist and rushing toward Zhou Xie.
The two were less than three meters apart. At such close range, the fist was about to land on Zhou Xie’s face.
Suddenly, Leo blocked Zhou Xie. His face was knocked to the side by the punch.
“Leo, what are you doing! Move.”
Leo: “Calm down!”
It was the first time Shi Ye had seen Leon lose control of his emotions.
Since childhood, he had been a bystander. Even when Shi Ye, Zhou Xie, and Leo fought until their teeth flew, Leon would calmly eat snacks and drink tea, not even helping to call someone to pull the three of them apart.
Because of Wen Rong?
Shi Ye’s heart twisted, feeling as if all the strength in his body had been drained.
He suddenly felt fortunate. At least Leon didn’t know he had developed feelings for Wen Rong… otherwise, how could they continue to be friends?
“Zhou Xie, what are you pretending for? Didn’t you give Wen Rong a Red Card to vent your anger? You handled the expulsion of that Special Recruit three years ago. Three years ago, your dad happened to be in trouble. To get his family’s media to help your dad, you deliberately covered for Zhao Zeryang. If the investigation team digs this up, can you still sit firmly in the President’s seat?”
Leo: “Leon! Watch your words.”
A desolate smile spilled from Leon’s lips. “How should I watch them? Wrong things can’t be spoken of? Is strictly guarding the rules set by Zhou Xie and acting as a puppet under him called being careful? Like you?”
Anger climbed onto Leo’s bruised face. “Cousin is doing it for the stability of order, and so am I.”
“What bullshit stability? He just wants to satisfy that desire to control everyone. Zhou Xie, your methods are exactly the same as your father’s. Sitting in the President’s seat doing nothing—the extreme incidents in the last two years are triple those of previous years. Your dad—”
Shi Ye reached out and covered Leon’s mouth.
He could understand Leon being angry about Wen Rong being penalized with a Red Card, but these words went too far. After all, they were friends who grew up together, and their two families had countless ties.
But Shi Ye had come for this very matter himself. He stopped Leon, yet didn’t know what to say.
Leon raged and pushed him away. “Why are you protecting him? He’s contacting your illegitimate half-brother every day now, arranging for his enrollment next semester.”
Shi Ye’s body shook violently. He looked at Zhou Xie in disbelief: “Is it true—”
Zhou Xie looked away coldly. “This is the decision of the school directors and your father. I am merely acting according to their arrangements.”
Bang!
Shi Ye smashed a fist into his face.
“You could have refused!”
“You didn’t refuse!”
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