Sharing the Dorm with the Enemy from Previous Life

Master-Disciple Relationship? (3)

Huang Ya flew up and tried to return his kick. “Pah! Then, you should kneel and kowtow. Only then will our class acknowledge your master-disciple relationship.”

Fu Songhua didn’t look at Fang Li either, dodging by leaping forward and lunging over with his arm. He followed Huang Ya’s example of strangling Fang Li and strangled him imposingly. “No need for that. It’s enough for us to acknowledge our relationship.”

Although Huang Ya was tall and strong, his skills were inferior to Fu Songhua’s, and he was bullied into submission. Huang Ya shouted in grief and anger, “Fuck! Is being third in the grade so amazing? I still haven’t looked for you for making me lose all that money, but you’re stepping across classroom thresholds to hit people?”

“What’s wrong with stepping across classes? Those who speak badly of my honor class will be punished even if they are far away!”

The two classes had a good relationship, and under the leadership of Qin Yuan and Fu Songhua, most of the boys were closer to each other than their other classmates. Fu Songhua used to hang out with the people in Class 9, so no one was surprised when he rushed in and started a fight. Instead, they laughed and cheered. “Ohhh, the school grass is hitting people!”

“Class 1 sports representative, you’re wrong. Why are you hitting him? Isn’t it enough for you to sit beside Huang Ya and humiliate him with your face?”

“Old Fu, I advise you not to acknowledge the master-disciple relationship. Master and disciple will always fall out with each other. Why don’t you just become families– Hey, hey, hey! Old Fu, don’t hit me. I didn’t say this. Look at Yang Guo and Xiao Longnu*…”

*T/N: The protagonist of a TV series Return of the Condor Heroes.

Ruan Qingmu looked coldly and suddenly whispered behind Fang Li, “Will you control these two big huskies?”

Fang Li trembled in fear, turned his head, and incoherently said, “I-I can’t stop him. He won’t listen to my persuasion…”

Ruan Qingmu nodded his head. “All right. I will help you to put on a dog leash.”

He picked up a book and unexpectedly smashed it on Fu Songhua’s arm-numbing tendons. “Big Fool Fu, don’t be too much.”

He came to their class to show off his strength and affection. Even if he was helping Fang Li, this could not be tolerated.

Fu Songhua’s arm was sore and numb, so he hurriedly let go of Huang Ya and looked at Ruan Qingmu aggressively. “What are you doing? I have to intervene when I see an injustice!”

Ruan Qingmu sneered, stretched out his finger, and pointed at his feet. “Class 9 territory. I will cover for it.”

Fu Songhua was about to continue the drama, but as soon as he saw Fang Li’s fidgety expression, he immediately conceded. “All right. All right. I’ll leave then.”

When he reached the corridor, he suddenly turned around again and leaned on the windowsill, calling out to Fang Li in a whisper, “Fang Li, Fang Li!”

Fang Li was watching his back from the corner of his eye and looked over hurriedly.

Fu Song Hua smiled at him radiantly, his snow-white teeth showing. “How much did you get from betting on me?”

Fang Li’s ears turned red. “200 yuan.”

Huang Ya stared at them sadly from the side: A pair of a cheating couple. No wonder little Fang Li was so protective of him. It turned out that he was tied up with monetary interests!

Fu Songhua was loud and proud, not afraid of arousing suspicion. “Then, half of the military medal is also mine. Please treat me to a drink at noon, okay?”

Fang Li fidgeted and nodded hurriedly. “Mm. I will take out the 200 yuan and treat everyone with it.”

Without looking at the mushy pair, Ruan Qingmu turned to Bai Jing and asked, feeling slightly listless. “Why didn’t anyone bet on me?”

Bai Jing shook his head solemnly. “Ruan-ge, your name is ominous outside, known to make people lose if they bet against you. Nobody dares to bet on you anymore. I can’t open the bet.”

Ruan Qingmu furrowed his brows. “What do you mean?”

“The bet on you being beaten to death by Liu Jun and the others lost badly. The bet on you being KO-ed after harassing Class 1 boss then collapsed. The bet on you failing to get the top 100 in two main subjects in last semester’s midterm exams also died just like that. Ruan-ge, you are now known as Experimental No. 3’s betting black hole.”

Ruan Qingmu thought deeply about it. “Then, why don’t you open a big one, telling them to bet I will enter the top 50 ranks in senior year? Will someone take the bait like this?”

Bai Jing said, “Thank you, but there’s no need!”

Tang Tiantian entered from the doorway with a pile of homework in her arms and pursed her lips at Ruan Qingmu. “Sports representative, I went to the office just now. Teacher Jian told me to give you a message.”

Ruan Qingmu was surprised and asked, “What is it?”

“Next week’s morning exercise meeting will praise the top students who have improved their grades. You have to write a speech and go up to present your experience of improving your grades, sharing it with the students.”

“Wahhh–” The classroom was in an uproar. “You’ve grown a face*, Ruan-ge!”

*T/N: To bring honor or dignity.

“Ruan-ge is incredible! Usually, those several top rankings in honors class would have that honor. Could our class even get in the top 100? Do you think so?”

“It doesn’t have any meaning if the several front rankings present their experience. We need someone like Ruan-ge, who began at the bottom as an inspirational case!”

Ruan Qingmu froze. “Ah, can I not go up? I have a stomachache.”

Tang Tiantian didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. “There are still several days left. Do you have a stomachache in advance? Old Jian will pull your ears and lead you to the podium.”

Ruan Qingmu was at his wits’ end. He thought about it for a while and suddenly the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

When the class bell rang, he secretly fished out his phone and typed out a line. “I will go up to make a speech during next week’s morning meeting.”

The reply arrived immediately. “Mm. I know about it. Fu Songhua will also go up.”

Ruan Qingmu grinned. “I can stand with you now. Am I amazing or not?”

In the Class 1 classroom, Qin Yuan looked at the line and slowly typed down a few words. “Super and unrivaled amazing.”

His Ruan Ruan, his boyfriend.

It only took a little over a semester to stand on the same high platform as himself high-spiritedly, proudly, and without restraint.

“But, I won’t go up this time.” His heart warmed slightly with regret. “The Teaching Department said they want to encourage students with swift progress. Those with stable grades won’t go up.”

The smile on Ruan Qingmu’s face froze and he poked the textbook in front of him mournfully.

Crazy. How come the first place with stable grades didn’t need to go up and show off his excellent looks?!

He thought about it and typed solemnly. “No problem. I will go up taking you with me.”

“Mm?”

“I will make an award-winning speech. Thank you, CCTV*. Thank you to the organizing committee. Thank you to Old Jian and all the competitors. Also, thank you to my dear… family.”

*T/N: China’s TV broadcast station.