Translator: Mosstree
Chapter 10: Odd Trouble vs Stomach Cold
This morning, Wei Han was in cla.s.s at S University main campus.
This was Professor Ding’s investigation history cla.s.s, which was different from the laziness of other cla.s.ses. No one dared to play on their mobile phones and sleep, let alone skipping cla.s.s. Basically, everyone was focused on taking notes.
Almost every major had students who shouted and scolded him behind his back, but when they were before him, three seconds and they were terrified of this abnormal professor. The serious and fierce Professor Ding turned out to be like this. Besides, he was in the same office as the dean. If he wanted to make things difficult for the students, there were really many ways.
“Bang!”
Suddenly, there was a loud sound. Everyone was stunned and raised their heads toward the sound to see Professor Ding had fiercely slammed the textbook over at the third row seat.
The boy who had been sleeping on the table slowly sat up, his naturally curly, yellow hair very eye-catching.
Wei Han immediately reacted: Eh? This curly, yellow hair, wasn’t he…No wonder he’d looked familiar before. It turned out that he was his cla.s.smate.
“This cla.s.smate, if you want to sleep, then just go home and sleep!” Professor Ding, face taut, fiercely ordered.
Curly Yellow Hair woke up drowsily, casually grabbed his sleep-tousled hair, lazily “oh” a sound, and then, he actually grabbed his books and left without turning his head.
Professor Ding: “……”
Silent for a moment, Professor Ding’s face turned completely overcast. “Where is the cla.s.s monitor?”
“Here!” A tall boy stood up in the back row.
“Give me his contact information, and before leaving school tonight, you must make sure he comes to my office. If he doesn’t show up, tell him that he shouldn’t think about coming to my cla.s.s in the future!”
Having finished, Professor Ding also left in a rage. Those in high positions were headstrong like this.
Girl A: “Has personality, I like.”
Girl B: “That was Jiang Chengrui? He’s too domineering: just said go, and he really went.”
Boy A: “Tch, acting cool for a moment. If he’s really remembered by Ding Baldy, then he’d suffer later.”
Professor Ding’s head was a bit bald, and everyone called him “Ding Baldy” in private.
Boy B: “Yeah, and he sleeps in cla.s.s everyday. He doesn’t say much to other people, and usually, he’s rarely seen in any school activities. G.o.d knows what he does everyday.”
Girl C: “I feel he’s very busy. Maybe he’s working?”
Boy C: “Just look at his non-mainstream yellow hair. Can he still do serious things? I can’t say for certain, but I think he’s a hooligan who fights with people everyday.”
……
Seeing everyone had something to say, all revolving around the Curly Yellow Hair, Wei Han somewhat couldn’t bear to listen on. “Excuse me, I would like to say something. Cla.s.smate Jiang is currently working in the same dessert shop as me.”
Everyone: “……”
Wei Han didn’t have cla.s.ses in the afternoon and went to work at the dessert shop.
After the little matter with Pei Yuyang, although Curly Yellow Hair shouted out his resignation, but in the end, he was persuaded by the gentle male manager to return to the shop. The male manager, Song Bohao, and the Curly Yellow Hair’s relationship didn’t seem to be only just shop manager and shop a.s.sistant, but also as if they had a deep friendship from before.
At four o’clock, the number of guests in the shop was relatively small, and Wei Han was not too busy. At the front desk, he casually flipped through a magazine. Just then, Curly Yellow Hair pushed the door open. His expression was very tired, and he quickly picked a seat, his whole body lying tired on the table.
“Cla.s.smate Jiang, have you gone to see Professor Ding?” Wei Han walked over and asked concernedly.
Suddenly there was a big living person in front of him, and Curly Yellow Hair was a bit stupefied. “You are?”
“Oh, I forgot to introduce myself.” Wei Han embarra.s.singly smiled, “My name is Wei Han. I don’t know if you have any impression? I’m in the same cla.s.s as you.”
“Ah? What a coincidence.” Curly Yellow Hair was a little surprised. Seeing Wei Han had a good-natured face, he also raised the corners of his mouth, “My name is Jiang Chengrui, you can call me ‘Little Jiang’.”
“Little Jiang, Professor Ding didn’t make things too difficult for you?”
Jiang Chengrui somewhat fidgety, grabbed his head and groaned, “It really was nothing, just scolded by him, then tidied a week’s worth of city criminal cases for him, and went back and forth to move a set of books that were just sent to the department. In short, I heard enough of his mouth cannon and gave him free labor.”
Wei Han, “Uh…”
“Ai, I’m obviously busy enough to die. At noon, I would have been here to help take delivery. At 3 o’clock in the afternoon, I was planning to pick up my brother from school, but all of these are now dashed. Right, I’ll have to talk to you later. I have to go home to cook for my brother. In the evening, I still have to go to the night market to set up a stall, and still have to do two days of express delivery on the weekend…”
Jiang Chengrui used his fingers to list out a series of things to do. Wei Han listened and stared blankly. After half a day, he finally forced out two laughs, “Haha, it seems that Little Jiang, you are really busy. It’s no wonder that you don’t sleep enough every day, and always sleep in cla.s.s.”
Jiang Chengrui shrugged. “There’s nothing I can do. Forced by life.”
Wei Han wanted to ask further details, when the male manager, Song Bohao appeared. He came up and rubbed Jiang Chengrui’s head, very concernedly asked, “Ah Rui, I think you look tired recently. Why don’t I help you to do the express deliveries this weekend, and you rest at home for two days?”
“Brother Bohao, don’t worry, I’m still in good health. It’s just that I ran into that pervert and got annoyed to death.”
Wei Han instantly seized on the word “pervert”, and no need to mention, it was definitely Pei Yuyang with his abnormal mind.
“Is that man still clinging to you?” Song Bohao’s expression changed, somewhat worried.
Jiang Chengrui was unconcerned and waved his hand. “Since my family’s dog bit his b.u.t.t last time, after getting several st.i.tches, it’s been quiet for a week.”
“……”
That picture was too beautiful, that Wei Han somewhat didn’t dare to imagine.
In the evening, because Qi Hao was still working at the police station and Mother Wei went to deliver a dinner of love to Dad Qi, only Wei Han and Qi Zhifan were left at home.
In the living room, Wei Han was excitedly watching a Hong Kong cop-and-robber show, from time to time waving his fist in excitement. In stark contrast, Qi Zhifan was quietly browsing through the finance magazine.
Reading for awhile, Qi Zhifan’s eyebrows locked deeply. “Wei Han, can you be quiet?”
Wei Han heard this and was secretly pleased, instead, turning the volume higher: “I’m sorry ah, I get easily excited. Odd Trouble, if you don’t like the noise, you can go alone to your own room.”
Ah, Qi Zhifan very angrily smiled. This was his home. Of course, where he wanted to stay, he’d stayed, going in and out freely. When would there be restrictions?
Also, Wei Han had called him “Odd Trouble” more than once. What kind of thing was this?
During the advertis.e.m.e.nts, Wei Han went to the toilet. Qi Zhifan also took the opportunity to call Wei Han’s phone. He had to determine one thing.
The cell phone rang, and Wei Han still in the toilet, shouted loudly, forbidding Qi Zhifan from picking it up. If this was as usual, Qi Zhifan certainly wouldn’t be the least bit interested, but this time was different.
Qi Zhifan walked over and picked up Wei Han’s cell phone, seeing three big characters on the screenーOdd Trouble.
Qi Zhifan frowned again. He’d guessed it would be like this. In his newly-bought mobile phone, his fingers pressed quickly and he also gave his older brother a note.
“Hey! Don’t you know how to respect other people’s privacy?” At this time, Wei Han, who had hurriedly pulled up his pants and came out from the toilet, took his cell phone back in his own hand.
Then he looked down: Eh? Why was it Odd Trouble calling?
“We’re clearly all in the same room, I say, why’d you…”
Wei Han’s words didn’t finish because Qi Zhifan raised the phone to his eyes, and he saw the note above his own nameーStomach Cold (wei hanhan). [1]
Dang, what the h.e.l.l.
“People with stomach cold and spleen deficiency often suffer from a series of stomach aches, diarrhea, pale tongue, loss of appet.i.te, fatigue, lack of strength, and other symptoms. What, do I need to explain it in detail?”
For Qi Zhifan to suddenly show off his knowledge, Wei Han didn’t quite understand, so he became angry. “Qi Zhifan, I’m not like you with an ailing body. I’m clearly perfectly all right. Are you cursing me?”
“Wrong, I’m kindly reminding you,” Qi Zhifan hooked his lips and sneered.
“You overeat when you’re in a mood, and you never mind your diet, too cold or too hot, too sour or too spicy over-stimulating food, all year round ravage your gastrointestinal membrane; and, you always wolf down your food, constantly increasing the burden on your stomach. This way, if you don’t become a dead fatty, sooner or later you would have stomach problems.”
“You!” Wei Han became angrier the more he heard, “You’re cursing me. This person, you’re really odd and G.o.dly troublesome!”
“……”
Finally understanding the deep meaning of “Odd Trouble”, Qi Zhifan was very unhappy.
Coldly looking at Wei Han, Qi Zhifan forcibly held his wrist and pulled him in front. Four eyes connected. Wei Han’s confused little eyes came into contact with these pair of eyes br.i.m.m.i.n.g with cold intention, and an unexpected shiver ran from head to foot.
“Let me go! You’re really sick.”
Wei Han resisted, trying hard to pry open Qi Zhifan’s big hand, but found that instead, more and more force was applied, and his wrist was gripped until it was red and almost dislocated.
In a moment of desperation, Wei Han opened his mouth and ruthlessly bit down on Qi Zhifan’s hand.
Qi Zhifan, suffering pain, let Wei Han escape from his imprisonment. Wei Han took a few steps back and just wanted to hide in his room, but he was caught by Qi Zhifan in the next moment.
Qi Zhifan clutched Wei Han’s clothes from behind and dragged him back to the middle of the living room. Wei Han was dragged and stumbled a few steps, but he wasn’t afraid. The anger in his heart burned, and he turned his hand and threw a few punches at Qi Zhifan.
The war between the two brothers was imminent.
Qi Zhifan reacted very quickly. One after another, he leaned his head and dodged. Face calm and collected, he lifted a foot and kicked, kicking Wei Han to the ground. Then, he didn’t give him any chance to fight back; his whole person sat on Wei Han’s body, firmly suppressing him.
Sitting on Wei Han’s body, Qi Zhifan condescendingly looked down at him and sneered, “You still want to be a police officer like this? Heh, don’t be ridiculous.”
Wei Han gritted his teeth, still unwilling in his heart, desperately twisted his body. But after all, Qi Zhifan had the upper hand. His upper body directly pressed down, both hands holding down Wei Han’s arms separately.
“You seem to have a bit of a misconception of me before. Isn’t it now time to change your mind?”
Looking at Qi Zhifan’s icicle-like eyes, the already defeated Wei Han a little wanted to cry without tears: f.u.c.king unscientific ah, was this the so-called “sickly beauty, younger brother”?
It seemed that he’d thought too much. Although the person didn’t like sports and couldn’t exercise strenuously, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t strong and couldn’t fight people. Thinking about it, Uncle Qi was also a police officer. Qi Zhifan would also be influenced when growing up, and learned a stroke or two.
Ai, this time was a miscalculation.
“Ahh? Han-han, Fan-fan, what are you playing at?”
Suddenly, Mother Wei who’d just returned home, looked at the weird posture of her two sons on the floor, and became a bit silly.
Wei Han and Qi Zhifan: “……”
Notes
- 1. Stomach Cold: 胃寒寒 (Wèi hán hán) has the same intonation as 魏涵 (Wèi hán) but uses different characters. ‘Stomach cold’ is from traditional Chinese medicine, and what Professor Qi was lecturing on.