This Quick Transmigration Experience Is A Bit Sweet Chapter 05

In the end, did they win? They won and the match was truly tragic to watch. 

Everyone in the grade 12 Class 1 was confused. Zhang Zhi’liang, the brains of their class, the one that was always smiling and acting haughty, was in fact that weak?

He couldn’t run, he couldn’t jump and couldn’t even shoot the hoop. 

He couldn’t loosen up. 

After playing for a while, Zong Yuan felt that it was so boring that he decided to end the game with a three-point shot. “Let’s go.” 

He had a look at Zhang Zhi’liang and saw that he was pathetically heaving. He stared angrily at Zong Yuan and did not at all conceal the malice and jealousy in his eyes.

Zong Yuan curled up one side of his mouth and cheerily walked on the side of the court. Along his way, countless pretty girls and guys tried to shove water bottles in Zong Yuan’s hands but Zong Yuan kept both of his hands in his pants pockets. He took long strides to walk to Fu Xin and spoke with a natural ease, “Fu Xin, water?”

Fu Xin was befuddled, “I didn’t buy any…”

Zong Yuan let out an exaggerated sigh and wrapped his arm around Fu Xin’s shoulders. His four teammates followed behind him from a not so far distance and they didn’t know whether or not they should come forward. 

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Fu Xin passed the jacket back to Zong Yuan and he swung it onto his shoulder. Fu Xin wanted to turn around and run away, but Zong Yuan swiftly grabbed him by the shirt collar. He grinned, “Where are you going?”

Fu Xin pointed at a small vendor, “Buying you water.”

Buy what stupid water. Zong Yuan looked at the group of people that were preying on himself and he decisively shook his head, “No need, let’s leave first.”

School ended after gym class since they were let off half an hour early and had an additional two hour lunch break. 

Zong Yuan motioned at the other four people and Yang Fan was the first one to come over. The remaining three people had a look at each other and then followed him over. 

Zong Yuan had one hand in his pocket and his other arm was wrapped around Fu Xin’s shoulders. He rested half of his weight onto Fu Xin and spoke, “What do you guys want to eat, choose whatever you want.”

Zong Yuan was rich. 

They knew this clearly so even though they knew that they might have to eat together with Fu Xin, they were filled with anticipation and were excited to eat at places that they normally couldn’t afford. 

Zong Yuan looked at this watch and squinted, “Call a taxi first. You guys have five minutes to make up your minds, is that enough time?”

All of them nodded their heads and excitedly searched for a place on their phones. 

Fu Xin tried his best to support the weight that pushed down on him. With hesitation, he spoke up, “I’m going back to the classroom then.”

Zong Yuan flicked his forehead, “Come with your older brother, let’s go eat good food together.”

Fu Xin covered his head with his hand and looked at him, “How come you’re the older brother?”

Zong Yuan restrained his smile, “Shorties are not qualified to question the age of older people.”

The unqualified Fu Xin obediently followed him. 

They sat in the private dining room and Zong Yuan waited for the boys to satiate their curiosity before he asked the waiter to bring the menu over. He asked Fu Xin, “Are they anything that you don’t eat?”

Fu Xin shook his head. 

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Yang Fan and them flipped through the heavy menu. The dishes looked like any other places’ food but the price was over ten times more expensive.  

In a few minutes, they finished ordering the food. They made short self-introductions amongst themselves, and told Zong Yuan that it was easier to call them by their nicknames: Fatty, Wang Dog, Dong’zi. 

Zony Yuan pulled out his cigarette box and lit one up. He asked while smiling, “Anyone?”

All four hands reached out in an orderly fashion. 

Zong Yuan let out a puff of smoke, “All over 18?”

Dong’zi silently lowered down his hand. 

Fu Xin coughed a few times from the smoke and this made Zong Yuan laugh, “Go open the window and wait there.”

Yang Fan started smoking the cigarette and he chuckled, “ A good cigarette is indeed a good one.  I’ve only been to this restaurant a few times.”

Zong Yuan casually tapped his cigarette, “You all have the personalities that I like, how about we become friends?”

“That’s great!”

Zong Yuan laughed, “I don’t have any merits and my personality isn’t that great. At most, I can only bring you guys out to eat and see the outside world. As for the other things, I will rely on you guys.”

Wang Dog felt embarrassed, “It’s us that will need to rely on you.”

The other guys urgently nodded their heads.

Zong Yuan turned his head to look at Fu Xin; that fellow was sprawled on the window while seriously listening to him talk, “I only have one request that I need you guys to help me with.”

Yang Fan exclaimed, “Just say it, we are brothers now, we will do whatever we can for you! “

“Everyone knows about Fu Xin’s situation, “ Zong Yuan put out his cigarette and tossed it into the ashtray. He sighed,  “This young brother of mine, he does things without thinking. He simply admired Zhang Zhi’liang’s good grades but people forcefully twisted the words he wrote and said that he likes guys…  If he were to actually like guys, is it possible that he would like a douchebag like Zhang Zhi’liang?”

Fu Xin was about to take a step back but he steadily extended his head outside of the window.  Zong Yuan was still smiling, but it was impossible to identify the emotions of happiness or anger from his face. These people probably never bullied Fu Xin,  but they probably insulted him before. Yang Fan had a sudden brainwave, “Of course! We were misled. Classmate Fu Xin, we are sorry, let us apologize to you!”

He strained his throat to yell out to Fu Xin and Fu Xin retreated his head back out of the window.  He had a glance at Zong Yuan’s expressionless face and lowered his eyes, “It’s alright.”

They apologized to Fu Xin eagerly, but their tone was more like they were begging for money instead of being apologetic. Zong Yuan rested his face on his hands and watched Fu Xin look at him. He mischievously winked his eyes at him. 

Fu Xin’s heart raced quickly. 

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Lunchtime wasn’t too long nor too short and they didn’t stall their time. After drinking and eating their fill, it was about time to return back to class. They watched Zong Yuan sign his name on some sort of receipt and he walked away suavely. 

They saw this happen on the TV before but it usually happened at the person’s own restaurant. 

What happened in the afternoon finally hit him when Fu Xin sat down in his chair in the classroom. His gaze met with Yang Fan’s eyes and Yang Fan’s deskmate was shocked to see that Yang Fan smiled dearingly at Fu Xin. 

Fu Xin paused for a moment and raised the corners of his mouth into a small smile. 

Zong Yuan was sleepy from boredom. He pulled out a mint candy and he ripped open its wrapper, but before he can pop it into his mouth, Fu Xin used his hand to stop him. He sternly shook his head, “You can’t eat that.”

Zong Yuan grasped his hand and sighed, “I want to eat it.”

If a person didn’t know better and saw the pairing of only that one sentence with this current scene, they would have thought he wanted to eat Fu Xin’s hand. 

Fu Xin’s eyelid twitched. Before he could say anything, He Xiu’xiu came over with a pile of paper while smiling brightly. Her eyes spotted Zong Yuan’s and Fu Xin’s hands grabbing each other. “Classmate Zong Yuan, this is your new assignment booklet.”

Zong Yuan grabbed ahold of it with a straight face, “Thanks.”

He Xiu’xiu twirled her hair and put on a coy face. “You’re so good at playing basketball, you were so dashing.”

Yang Fan turned his head around and spoke with amusement, “Ha, the class monitor’s face is all red, what is going on?”

He Xiu’xiu’s face turned even more red and she looked at Zong Yuan with eyes filled with passion. The expression in Fu Xin’s eyes turned cold. 

He wasn’t aware that the emotion on his own face changed but it definitely shocked Yang Fan’s deskmate who had also turned his head over to spectate the fun.

Fu..Fu Xin knew how to put on a cold face…

Fu Xin pulled out the math assignment from last night and patted Zong Yuan, “Zong Yuan, I don’t know how to do this question. “

He pointed to a random question on the last page. 

He Xiu’xiu’s face stiffened, “Fu Xin,  you can go ask Zhang Zhi’liang.”

Only then did Fu Xin remember about Zhang Zhi’liang, “…” Just now, he surprisingly forgot about Zhang Zhi’liang’s existence. 

0046 felt skeptical, “ Why is she always trying to push Fu Xin towards Zhang Zhi’liang? Doesn’t she like Zhang Zhi’liang? Could this be a trap?”

Zong Yuan agreed with 0046’s opinion. The smile he had on his face began to fade. “He doesn’t have to go find Zhang Zhi’liang. The academic monitor is so busy, we need to help lessen his work load.”

He picked up Fu Xin’s paper and had a look. As long as he didn’t have to do calculations, he could fake his way through with a straight face. “List the known expressions and then… “

Fu Xin observed his face profile and listened intently. 

He Xiu’xiu was completely ignored. Fu Xin looked at her from the corner of his eyes and the corners of his lips raised into a slight curve. 

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In the second period of the evening self-study session, Fu Xin went to the washroom. Even after the beginning of the next class, he did not return. 

0046 jumped from fear, “Could something have happened?”

Zong Yuan put on a long face and stood up abruptly. Mr Jiang, who was sitting at the front of class while preparing lesson notes, was startled. “Student Zong Yuan, is there something wrong?”

“Teacher, I’m going to the washroom.”

His posture didn’t look like he needed to go to the washroom but instead he looked like he was getting ready for a brawl.

Mr. Jiang, “Go on, go on.”

Zong Yuan sulked his face as he went to the male washroom on this floor, “Fu Xin?”

No one responded.

He looked at each stall one by one. It was class time right now so there weren’t a lot of people in the washroom; there was only one stall that was closed inside the washroom.

Zong Yuan knocked on the stall door, “Hey student, squeak out a sound.”

A weak voice travelled out from inside, “Squeak.”

It was not Fu Xin’s voice. 

Zong Yuan walked out of the washroom with a dark face, “You don’t have a track of Fu Xin’s location?”

0046 paused for a moment and muttered under its breath, “I didn’t install a GPS on him, how would I know? 

Zong Yuan took in a deep breath and hated how useless it was, “ Can’t you check the school’s surveillance camera?

0046 didn’t make a noise anymore. 

Zong Yuan climbed up the stairs and checked the washroom on the second floor.  When he entered the washroom, he saw Fu Xin washing his hands. He was surprised to see Zong Yuan. “Are there still a lot of people on the first floor?”

Zong Yuan choked a bit. He calmly went to the urinal and pulled down his zipper. “Yeah.”

Fu Xin’s hand washing motion was interrupted and his face was dyed a faint red. He washed his hands more and more slowly and secretly peeked at Zong Yuan from the mirror. 

Beside his ear, he could hear the sound of water being released. 

Zong Yuan pulled up his pants and turned around. He saw that Fu Xin was looking in the mirror with a red face; he had no idea what Fu Xin was thinking about.

He didn’t say anything. 

Zong Yuan walked over and called out to him from behind in a loud voice, “Hey.”

Fu Xin jolted from surprise and stumbled back two steps. Zong Yuan firmly grabbed onto him to stabilize him. He laughed, “What were you thinking of? How could you be so distracted while washing your hands?”

Fu Xin steadied himself and unconfidently spoke, “I wasn’t thinking of anything.”

It would have been fine if he openly admitted it, but he acted like a guilty criminal. Zong Yuan humphed, “Let’s go, half of the class is over already.”

Fu Xin unconsciously glanced at his groin area and he froze into an ice sculpture, “You, you, you…”

“What, what, what. What’s wrong?”

“You didn’t pull up your zipper.”

“…” How embarrassing. Zong Yuan’s face darkened and he quickly pulled up his zipper. He took long strides out of the washroom. 

Fu Xin followed behind him with a strange expression. 

Black underwear. 

Tight ones too. 

…coquettish. 

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