Chapter 11 - Crisis During Breakfast
It was one thing to defend against the enemy’s sugar-coated bullets, but it was another to eat the enemy’s breakfast right in front of him. He had even burped in satisfaction.
Xu Yao lowered his head in shame.
Zheng PingQing glared at Xu Yao in contempt before turning to Lin Qian. “Let’s go to the snack shop and grab something.”
Looking at the crumbs and the empty carton of soybean milk, Lin Qian quietly nodded. “Let’s go.”
Xu Yao nervously raised his head and said: “I’ll go too.”
Zheng PingQing crossed his arms and glanced at him, replying: “You still haven’t had enough?”
Xu Yao: “I haven’t…burp”
Xu Yao wanted to cry as he covered his mouth. “I didn’t…burp”
“Ai!” Xu Yao jumped to his feet and yelled, “I won’t go! Burp”
After that, Xu Yao could no longer bear the shame of his continuous burps and fled.
Looking at the rapidly retreating figure Zheng Pingqing couldn’t help but smirk. Finally, the light bulb disappeared. He could now be with his boyfriend and have a good love-filled breakfast.
This is the kind of adolescence that deserved to be remembered after many years ah!
Lin Qian had no idea that Zheng PingQing was already in the process of planning many flowery scenarios in his mind. Shifting to properly secure his bag on his shoulder, Lin Qian turned to Zheng PingQing and said: “I’m gonna go to the bathroom first, you go on ahead.”
Zheng PingQing smoothly took Lin Qian’s bag and with a smile, replied: “Alright.”
Lin Qian saw his cheerful expression and patted Zheng PingQing on the shoulder: “My boyfriend, try to be a little more low-key. We’re only old enough for puppy love and crushes right now.”
Zheng PingQing sighed. “Even in our last life, I had to hold back. No matter the lifetime, my heart just wants to constantly show affection, ah.”
Lin Qian was skeptical and asked: “You held back in our last life? Are you sure it wasn’t because we fell in love a lot later in our lives, leaving our poor Zheng PingQing only a small amount of time to play?”
Zheng PingQing’s face was grave as he replied: “No way. Love is just so heavy that one can’t bear to disentangle themselves from it.”
Lin Qian pulled at his hair and sighed: “This conversation is making me too anxious to pee.”
……
In addition to stationery and snacks, the small shop by the entrance of No. 12 High School also sold simple breakfast foods, mainly boiled water and instant noodles. The owner also sold fried eggs and ham.
The small shop had a few folding tables. Breakfast time was usually busy with a good amount of students eating and today was no exception.
Dong MingEn and Lou XingGuang were currently occupying a table. As they ate their noodles, they continued to argue about yesterday’s events.
“k2026;.I really wanted to rage when I got home last night. It was so obvious that Lin Qian was toying with us, but we still couldn’t defeat him. I really can’t stand this!” Dong MingEn growled.
Lou XingGuang’s expression wasn’t any better, but he remained relatively calm as he comforted his friend. “For the sake of our Boss, even if we can’t stand it, we have to bear with it.”
“Boss, he….” Dong MingEn couldn’t continue. Thinking of Zheng PingQing’s sacrifice, he couldn’t help but sigh again. “Sigh–”
Lou XingGuang’s heart was also unwilling. “That cheap Lin Qian, even after all that, he still wanted to be escorted home. It’s a real pity that we couldn’t stand up and expose his true colors in that situation!”
Dong MingEn smacked the table. “Right?!”
The two men sighed as they finished their noodles. Then, Dong MingEn patted his thigh and said: “By the way, do you know what cla.s.s Lin Qian’s dad teaches?”
Lou XingGuang tried to think back to his timetable before swearing when he remembered. “He teaches that soul-sucking math cla.s.s.”
The two side-eyed each other, tacitly agreeing with what they saw in each other’s gaze. Dong MingEn rubbed his hands together and said: “We can take on Lin YaZhi for the Boss.”
When listing out Zheng PingQing’s most hated people in this school, the first would be Lin Qian, and immediately after would be Lin YaZhi, Lin Qian’s father.
People didn’t really know whether Zheng PingQing hated Lin YaZhi because he was Lin Qian’s father, or whether he hated Lin YaZhi because he was Lin YaZhi.
However, while the rest of the gang mainly hated Lin Qian because of Zheng PingQing, they all hated Lin YaZhi because he was a really annoying teacher.
Lin YaZhi, that motherf.u.c.ker!
Other teachers who encountered the edgy Cla.s.s 8 would either adopt a soft-hearted policy, or applied the ostrich strategy. They would usually let the cla.s.s do what they wanted, and as long as there weren’t any fights, most teachers were either warm as spring or transparent as air.
It was only Lin YaZhi who was stubborn; no, he was extremely unyielding. Cla.s.s 8 was usually regarded as the rebellious cla.s.s, with all the students’ att.i.tudes being cool. They were quite famous throughout No. 12 High School.
But their momentum had been suppressed by Lin YaZhi. It was only when Zheng PingQing transferred during the second year of high school that they regained their former glory.
The reason why the Boss was considered The Boss by everyone was because Zheng PingQing was the only one that dared to confront the most ruthless teacher in the entire school– even directly walking out on a lecture!
Thinking of Zheng PingQing’s glorious past, Dong MingEn and Luo XingGuang felt sad again.
“Now that the Boss and Lin Qian are maintaining a superficial truce, we won’t be able to deal with Lin Qian easily. But we should still be able to handle Lin YaZhi.” Luo XingGuang pondered.
Dong MingEn was a little worried and asked: “If Lin Qian finds out, won’t things become difficult for the Boss?”
Lou XingGuang thought about it, then shook his head. “The relationship between Lin Qian and Lin YaZhi is so bad, he probably won’t care even if he does find out.”
Dong MingEn smiled insidiously. “That’s good. Let’s bring a little color to Lin Yazhi’s morning today and help the Boss get rid of some resentment.”
Luo XingGuang was similarly convinced. “Boss has sacrificed so much for us, this is the least we could do.”
The two people huddled together and started to plan on how they would make trouble during Lin YaZhi’s cla.s.s. They didn’t notice that behind them, a pair of eyes were carefully watching them.
“So that’s how it is.” Huo YeRui stretched his lips into an ambiguous smile as he got up. “Boss, it’s time for you to pay for what you owe.”
Dong MingEn and Luo XingGuang had finished their planning. The two smacked the table and were about to get up when they noticed Zheng PingQing leisurely coming over.
Dong MingEn and Luo XingGuang looked at each other, and Luo XingGuang said: “Don’t tell Boss about our plans, let’s give him a surprise.”
Dong MingEn nodded, then raised his hand to call Zheng PingQing. “Boss, over here.”
When Zheng PingQing saw them, his face darkened, and he didn’t look very pleased.
Dong MingEn sighed. “The Boss isn’t as cheerful anymore.”
Luo XingGuang also looked grim. “Hopefully our plans will make him smile again.”
Zheng PingQing had been looking forward to a lovely breakfast scenario for two. He didn’t expect for another two lightbulbs to drop from the sky. His expression was dark as he unwillingly walked over. “You two are also here, ah.”
Dong MingEn nodded and said: “We just finished breakfast.”
Zheng PingQing saw the two empty cups of noodles and his heart was overjoyed. As his face eased, he said: “Oh, then you go on ahead.”
Dong MingEn and Luo XingGuang sat back down, and Lou XingGuang replied: “That’s alright. We’ll wait for you.”
Zheng PingQing: “…..”
Zheng PingQing’s heart: Go away!!!!!!!!!!!!
“No need.” Zheng PingQing looked at the time and pretended to be concerned. “You two go ahead, you’ll be late.”
Dong MingEn smiled and replied: “Being late isn’t a big deal….”
He didn’t manage to finish before he was grabbed by Luo XingGuang, making rest of his sentence stuck halfway up his throat.
Luo XingGuang looked at Zheng PingQing and said: “We’ll study hard and won’t be late.”
Dong MingEn finally realized what he was saying and nodded fast. “Right, right.”
Zheng PingQing looked at the two still motionless jacka.s.ses in front of him and finally suggested: “Then hurry up, don’t delay.”
Dong MingEn was still a little reluctant as he said: “We can accompany you to buy your breakfast, then go.”
Zheng PingQing: “……” What’s wrong with this blockhead?
But, well, as long as they leave. Zheng PingQing finally stopped caring about the two and shouted towards the owner: “Boss, two instant noodles.”
Dong MingEn heard this and said: “Boss, I’ve eaten already.”
Lou XingGuang also chimed in: “I’ve eaten too.”
“Oh, Ok.” Zheng PingQing said this as he thought: Then just go already!
Then he continued to order: “Boss, add some eggs and ham on the side.”
Dong MingEn turned a bit shy. “Boss, you really don’t need to be so polite.”
Zheng PingQing was busy ordering and didn’t pay attention to what Dong MingEn said. He just continued to order: “And two bottles of yogurt.”
The owner of the snack shop replied: “Good-”
When Dong MingEn saw Zheng PingQing continuing to insist, he felt that he shouldn’t forcibly refuse his kindness and said: “Since Boss has already ordered I guess I can eat a little more…”
As Zheng PingQing looked at Dong MingEn in confusion, Lou XingGuang suddenly noticed something and asked: “Boss how come you’re carrying two bags?”
Just then the owner came over with two cups of instant noodles: “Student, here’s your noodles. Wait two minutes before you open it.”
Dong MingEn reached out and took a noodle cup, saying: “I really am full, I’ll just eat the egg and ham….”
“Put that down.” Zheng PingQing’s voice remained light, but Dong MingEn felt a shiver down his spine and immediately but the cup down.
Dong MingEn looked at Zheng PingQing, stunned. Wasn’t this for him and Lou XingGuang? Don’t tell me he planned to eat two portions of breakfast alone?
But then Zheng PingQing suddenly waved towards the entrance. “Here.”
Dong MingEn followed Zheng PingQing’s gaze, only to see a familiar figure approach.
He heard Lou XingGuang choke out: “Boss, don’t tell me the bag you’re carrying is Lin Qian’s?”
Dong MingEn felt his sight wobble.
Unexpectedly, Zheng PingQing had fallen to the point of carrying Lin Qian’s bag and coming in early to order him some breakfast.
Zheng PingQing simply didn’t care about what their fanciful minds thought and casually replied: “Yeah.”
Dong MingEn could no longer support his crumbling body. He fell to the ground, bringing a stool with him on the way down.
Lin Qian can’t be considered a man anymore!
Not! Even! Human!
I had a hard time choosing between a.s.ses/idiots/jacka.s.ses/imbeciles for ZPQ’s internal thoughts haha.
All of the exclamation marks you see here are 100% accurate.