When teacher Yu announced that I will take the position of a committee member, a wave of ruckus spread through the cla.s.s.
They expressed their concern:
“Hey, is it fine letting him become a committee member? He even bullies his childhood friend!”
“That’s right! Maybe he wants to become PE committee member because he has some bad intentions?”
“But, it’s a bit strange… It’s not strange if teacher Yu was threatened by Ye Lin, but why is the cla.s.s leader not doing anything?”
Some even protested for Niu ShiLi:
“Why can’t brother Niu do it! Brother Liu won’t lose to anyone in terms of strength!”
“But isn’t Niu ShiLi already the physics cla.s.s representative…”
“He can do both! Isn’t Gong CaiCai the education committee member and the activities committee member? Even if we did need a male PE committee member, why should it be Ye Lin!”
“Right! Support Niu ShiLi, down with Ye Li! Fight against the dark curtains of government! We demand a referendum!”
There were some like Eunuch Cao who wanted to make the world more chaotic:
“Good job master! With your support, we can do whatever we want in 28 Middle!”
“Eh, it sounds reasonable? Don’t PE committee members of other cla.s.ses lead group battles? We were laughed at before cause we had a female PE committee member, if someone who fights as well as Ye Lin becomes the PE committee member…”
“Don’t group battles only happen a couple of times a year? Contrariwise, no one will fight us for the sports fields anymore once we mention the name of our PE committee member!”
Niu ShiLi did not publicly voice his opinions, but I felt like he hated me even more now.
In contrast, Xiao Qin was a complete outsider. After she heard me mention PE committee member, she rapidly blinked her eyes and worried about how it would affect our school lives.
“Ye Lin cla.s.smate! Ye Lin cla.s.smate! Why is the four-eyes frog cla.s.smate staring at you with a scary gaze?”
Can you stop giving others nicknames? Although Niu ShiLi is a four-eyes, he has a st.u.r.dy body, how is he a frog? At the least, he would be a bullfrog!
As for why Niu ShiLi does not like me, there would be too many to name. For example, I scored one point higher than him on the physics midterm, and I could also compete against him in PE cla.s.s. Now I am also a committee member, and it seems PE committee members are closer to the cla.s.s than the physics cla.s.s representative, so I would get more work a.s.signed to me.
To be more specific, it would be laborious work such as moving shot put b.a.l.l.s, barbells or hurdles.
“Ye Lin cla.s.smate is going to become a committee member?” Xiao Qin tilted her head and looked like she was in deep thought, “I heard committee members are like the lapdogs of the imperial court?”
Eh? Who knew you could summarize it so well? I have no intention of becoming lackeys for the school leaders, also Shu Sha already took the top position…
I originally thought it would be a challenge to take over the position of a PE committee member.
I never thought that this change would be nothing compared to the turbulent waves I was about to face.
In retrospect, the event that changed my destiny occurred last Friday, the day before I went to the movies with Xiao Qin and others.
It was an ordinary day. I wrapped the school uniform, sneakers, and underwear that Xiao Qin left at my home in three layers of black plastic bags and gave it to her carefully.
“You… didn’t have to return my underwear….”
I clearly remember that I used a disgusted expression to strike a blow at Xiao Qin’s idiotic behavior.
The only thing that was unusual was that Eunuch Cao came to look for me on behalf of Director Cao. He asked if I would like to play in the short film “Jin Lin Young Thug” —— anyway, the current actor “Depressed Bro” Wu Sheng was someone Director Cao picked according to my appearance.
The reason why Director Cao came to me was because even though Depressed Bro was a good actor, he did not have a lot of muscles. He felt it was a bit lacking for a kung fu movie. Director Cao hoped that I can make a guest appearance to show off some muscles and attract some attention.
I always felt that Director Cao still did not give up the idea of making me a male lead for an AV. I was also deeply suspicious when he said: “I want you to show off your muscles.” No one can guarantee if Director Cao wanted me to show off my muscles in an action scene or a s.e.x scene.
Seeing my lack of interest, Eunuch Cao said something that seems very strange now that I think about it:
“Master, don’t be so resolute! Some people can’t even get an opportunity like this even if they really want it! If the audience supports you, and you become an international superstar, then can’t you live a luxurious life and infuriate those who treated you poorly before?”
“Who treated me poorly?”
“Um… I said it casually, don’t get mad. I just thought that if you became famous and rich, wouldn’t it be too late for regrets for your immoral mother who ran to America?”
I admit that I was thinking about it at the time and felt that the future that Eunuch Cao described was worth looking forward to.
In fact, I did not have much animosity towards my biological mother who abandoned me. Since I have never loved her, so I can’t really say how much I hate her. Dad has more reason to hate her, but that useless father who is often drunk probably still left a spot for my mother in a corner of his heart.
Right, I do not even know my birth mother’s name.
My dad might have mentioned it before, but I already forgot.
Maybe I am not good at remembering names, or maybe I intentionally tried to forget.
I felt I do not care about her. Other than the fact she brought me into this world, her life has nothing to do with me.
But when Eunuch Cao suddenly mentioned her, I realized I still cared a bit about her.
At least, for a short moment, I fantasized about letting her know that my father and I are doing very well and that we can live well without her.
On that Friday, it seemed as if it was an ominous omen when the women who abandoned her son and husband was carelessly mentioned.
However, at that time, I did not discover the imminent storm that was about to approach. After eating dinner at home, I still routinely talked to the thermos left by Xiao Qin (the one with a listening device). It made my dad think I was crazy.
Then Ai Mi gave me a call.
First, she blamed me for not personally sending Obama back (Because the cla.s.s leader and I met hoodlums who were following us). She also asked me if I broke up with Xiao Qin, then she brought up the main reason why she called me —— she used up all the copied Bible exercise books and she needs more.
Not only was her inventory used up, but originally it was supposed to be due on Sat.u.r.day, but because of business her mom set the due date earlier to Friday.
Why didn’t you tell me if it was due earlier! Look at the time! It’s almost f.u.c.king 9 pm!
Doesn’t your mom always want you to hand it in before 10 pm (10 pm in China is exactly 10 am in America)? Where am I going to find someone to copy it for you in less than an hour!
Moreover, with the relationship you have with Xiao Qin, she would definitely refuse if she found out she was copying the Bible for you!
“I don’t care! The manservant is responsible for thinking of a solution!”
Ai Mi seemed to be discontent that I did not break up with Xiao Qin.
Since I used Ai Mi’s credit card a few days ago to pay for brother Gang’s medical fees, I had to help Ai Mi even when she was being rude.
But there is too less time! If I include the amount of time it takes me to get to QingZi Academy, I only have half an hour left. Where can I find someone on Xiao Qin’s level in only half an hour?
I thought about it and can only use my dad.
I have mentioned before that his writing is excellent.
In order to make the handwriting more believable, I told my dad to write with his left hand, and I also told him: “It’s best if you mimic the handwriting of a girl from the sixth grade.”
My dad was baffled by my request, but he quickly agreed since I do not often ask him for help.
But, he was not able to write quickly.
After seeing how strenuous it was for my dad, I realized writing poorly for calligraphers was as hard as me trying to write well.
My dad’s head was covered in sweat after trying to write poorly. When he handed me the finished product, he was already gasping for air on the sofa.
His writing was still better than mines.
Even if he used his left hand and intentionally tried to make it ugly.
Especially the last few pages, there were a few words identical to words written with his right hand. The vigor of the words came through the paper and looked amazing.
I hope Ai Mi’s mom would not inspect that carefully. The first few pages should be enough to fool her.
Even if our act was seen through, what’s the worst that can happen? At most Ai Mi would be scolded and told to write her own words.
The facts proved I was undeniably wrong.
This world was also wrong.
For a long period of time, I would actually have to fight against my own mother.
She is aloof and remote, and merciless like Alaskan ice and snow. She knows the dark side of humanity and would use any unscrupulous means to achieve her goals. She has no hesitation when working towards her goals.
The words pity or sympathy never existed in her dictionary.
She would exploit anything, even someone’s love for her.
She awards loyalty and punishes betrayal, but she would never love anyone other than herself.
She should be the haughty women hidden in my dad’s old alb.u.ms, the one wearing a wedding dress. She should be the main culprit who broke my dad’s heart into a thousand pieces.
There’s no way I would forget the name of this fearsome foe —— her name is Ai ShuQiao.
She is my and Ai Mi’s birth mother.