Mai Dayong fell heavily to the ground, letting out a miserable cry as he clutched his face and crouched down.
“Fuck!” Yang Feiwen didn’t care about anything else. He jumped three steps, wrapped his arms around Yu Sui from behind before dragging him back. “Let’s go. Don’t be angry!”
Yu Sui didn’t seem like someone who would hit anyone. By the time Mai Dayong’s friends reacted, Mai was already on the ground, with a bruise immediately appearing on his face.
That punch had the same effect as a boiling pot lid flying off. As Mai Dayong stood up with a dark expression, the atmosphere became tense.
“You moth*rf*cker!” Mai Dayong stared at the two people on the stairs. He was furious and looked utterly disheveled, while Yu Sui’s clothes weren’t even ruffled. He lowered his eyes, looking very well-behaved without moving. The words that he’d whispered into Mai Dayong’s ear sounded almost like an auditory hallucination.
“Shit, shit, shit.” Yang Feiwen cursed repeatedly. “His mouth is very disgusting, but we really can’t fight during this critical period. Class is about to start, so let’s go back first.”
There was no way to play cards any further, so Mai Dayong rushed up the stairs, only to be grabbed by Tang Bohu and Liang Wen, while Shen Ji and his companions stepped forward immediately.
“Dayong.” Liang Wen shouted.
Though Tang Bohu and Liang Wen didn’t say anything explicitly, they stood in front of Yu Sui and stared at Mai Dayong with their eyes slightly narrowed.
“Who the hell started it first?” Mai Dayong spat. “Whoever tries to stop me today, I’ll take care of him too.”
There were fifteen people present including Yu Sui. There are four people from Tang Bohu and Liang Wen’s group, and nine people from Mai Dayong and Shen Ji’s group.
Under normal circumstances, Mai Dayong wouldn’t dare to confront Tang Bohu and his men head-on, but today they happened to have more people.
“That’s because you have a dirty mouth.” Yang Feiwen shouted, quickly picked up the bags of takeout, and pushed Yu Sui, “Let’s go, let’s go.”
Someone below threw the first punch. After a shouted cursed, more than ten people almost instantly tangled together.
Yu Sui didn’t move, and Yang Feiwen got anxious: “Fuck, you weren’t this stubborn before.”
“No way…”
Only then did Yang Feiwen realize that Yu Sui wasn’t paying attention to Mai Dayong and the others who were angrily cursing below. He raised his chin slightly, as if looking at the teaching building, then glanced past Yang Feiwen’s ear at the bicycle shed.
“…Can’t leave.” Yu Sui’s pupils constricted, his tone suddenly rising, “My deskmate is here, stop fighting already!”
Everyone was shocked.
In order to save space, schools usually place everything close to buildings, except for the playground and the school gate. When you stand at the corridor window and look down, you can definitely see the school wall below.
However, few people would look at the windows on this side of the corridor. They served the purpose of letting in air and light, but they were very high, and it was very difficult to see the ground from that height.
This area was a blind spot for school surveillance, a holy ground for disciplinary violations.
Yan Xiu stood on the steps, staring at the window.
The school janitors rarely cleaned the windows here, so it had a layer of dust after years of wind and sun.
Today, it was opened wider than usual, clearly revealing a small section of treetops and sky outside.
And a faint wisp of dissipating smoke.
Fortunately, the wind in Yandu had been unpredictable recently. The building wasn’t high—with the second floor close to the ground, and a not-so-subtle shouting from below.
Some people were smoking down there and apparently fighting too.
This was the most complete visit by the Discipline Inspection Department. Even if they were divided into two groups to block people separately, there were nine people in each group.
So Yan Xiu coming over was very shocking, although he even had to temporarily borrow the registration clipboard from someone behind him.
Eighteen disciplinary inspectors had tightly blocked this group. At a glance, you can see red armbands everywhere—an impressive lineup.
Both sides were stunned by the number of people.
“Are they having a team-building event today?” Yu Sui hid behind the crowd and whispered.
This was once a secluded auditorium, abandoned in a corner, but the stairs were well preserved.
When the disciplinary committee arrived, there were fifteen people on the stairs. Some were arm wrestling, some were making flower ropes. At least from the looks of it, they seemed to be having a great time, with their arms around each other’s shoulders. The two at the top were even each holding a book and reading it.
What a harmonious and ordinary corner of the campus.
The two groups looked at each other in silence.
“I just hope they leave quickly, it’s so embarrassing.” Yang Feiwen said, hiding behind his book while desperately trying to conceal the takeout trash behind them.
“You’re only starting to feel embarrassed now?” Yu Sui muttered. “I’ve been embarrassed for a long time.”
The disciplinary department showed no intention of leaving and stared at their leader.
The young man stood facing the wind, his eyes raised, as if he was imprinting the faces of these 15 people into his mind.
Yu Sui raised the music score above his head and sighed in his heart.
This good deskmate only lasted less than half a day.
After a while, Yan Xiu said coldly, “Write it down.”
Everyone: “…”
Under the watchful eyes, even a few people were on the verge of swearing, Yan Xiu walked past them holding his clipboard, his tone without any fluctuation: “Tang Bohu, smoking, Liang Wen, smoking. Deduct two points.”
The first thing he said was his classmates. Tang Bohu and Liang Wen looked up and stared at him in stunned silence. Zheng Zi’an and Hu Fan looked at each other—one of them was frantically writing down names, while the other was responsible for making them sign.
“Shen Ji, smoking. Deduct two points.”
Yan Xiu then passed by an unfamiliar boy, looking down at him for a moment. This boy seemed much more timid than the others, as if he’d been dragged there against his will, and the smell of smoke on him wasn’t as strong.
He looked at Yan Xiu and shook his head: “I… I didn’t smoke…”
The voice grew quieter.
“……”
Yan Xiu didn’t know why, but he glanced at the one who climbed the highest over the crowd.
The young master was no longer trying to cover his face with the book. His expression was calm, but there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes—as if he too had been innocently dragged into this.
Yan Xiu retracted his gaze: “Mai Dayong, smoking, deduct two points.”
He paused and said, “Plus one count of fighting.”
The gaze of all the disciplinary members changed, and they glanced at Mai Dayong with a serious look.
“Fuck!”
There was no hiding the smoking; anyone who came over would smell it. Besides, since most of the people were registered, the panic wasn’t as intense when others were in the same boat, so everyone held their breath and said nothing.
But now when Mai Dayong heard that he had one extra charge than the others, he couldn’t hold it in any longer and cursed: “What gives you the right to say I was fighting?”
Everyone: “…”
Because of that huge bruise on your face.
Mai Dayong suddenly found himself at a disadvantage. No matter how bold he was, he didn’t want to offend anyone in the disciplinary department. Realizing what was happening, he immediately pointed at Yu Sui, “The one who fought with me was Yu Sui. I can’t be fighting alone, right? You can’t just blame me!”
At this moment, he suddenly remembered what he had said before Yu Sui attacked him and snorted sarcastically: “Go record him! You wouldn’t still be trying to protect your sweetheart now, would you?”
Yu Sui: “…”
Yan Xiu: “…”
Others: “…”
“Fuck.” Liang Wen, who was above Mai Dayong, couldn’t help but kick him, “Are you fucking insane?”
Yu Sui held the music score, his calm gaze resting on Mai Dayong’s head for a while, while his peripheral vision always kept an eye on Yan Xiu.
Yan Xiu didn’t seem to understand, showing no reaction. He just glanced at Yu Sui because Mai Dayong mentioned Yu Sui.
Yu Sui immediately withdrew his gaze, feeling inexplicably guilty.
This time, the Discipline Department’s “raid” was successful. Not only did they catch a group of people sneaking out to smoke, but they also caught two people who were eating takeout.
Yu Sui and Yang Feiwen confessed while carrying their takeout bags, hoping for a “voluntary surrender” to reduce their “penalty.”
During this period, Mai Dayong insisted that Yu Sui had fought with him, while Yang Feiwen and his group insisted that Yu Sui didn’t fight, and the argument became fierce.
However, the scoreboard wasn’t shown to them, so they didn’t know whether Yu Sui was included in the count by the disciplinary department.
Yu Sui was the last to sign, glancing at the messy handwriting in the next line.
Yu Sui, Yang Feiwen: Ordered takeout during school hours.
No fighting.
The young master hurriedly signed his name and glanced at Yan Xiu, but he didn’t expect that Yan Xiu was looking at him. Yu Sui immediately felt embarrassed and tried to avert his gaze.
He didn’t forget how awkward their few encounters last semester had been. At that time, Yan Xiu suspected that he had ordered takeout. Now, look what happened, they bumped into each other.
“I’m done writing.” Yu Sui said, withdrawing his hand.
Yan Xiu took away the board, frowned, and his fingers brushed past Yu Sui’s cheek, gently nudging it.
Yu Sui was startled and quickly looked at him, asking with his eyes if there was anything else—now appearing particularly well-behaved.
“Don’t leave after class. Wait for me.” Yan Xiu didn’t give him any room for negotiation.
“Ahem.” Yang Feiwen next to him coughed violently.
Yu Sui: “…”
The disciplinary committee left, and the class bell rang—so the matter came to a temporary end.
Tang Bohu and Liang Wen, as they were leaving, pinched Yu Sui’s shoulders and told him, “That Mai guy has been acting crazy recently, so stay away from him. Out of sight, out of mind.”
“Got it.” Young Master Yu was too lazy to care. If Mai Dayong was only cursing him, he would probably just ignore it. Besides, he didn’t suffer any loss today, and even made Mai Dayong charged for fighting.
“That idiot must be pissed to death.” Yang Feiwen said, “But with such a big swollen lump on his face, Sui’er, from now on, don’t go anywhere alone..”
Yu Sui patted Yang Feiwen: “He wouldn’t dare.”
Yang Feiwen: “But what does the minister want to see you for?”
Yu Sui wanted to know too, which is why he was a bit distracted during the classes.
However, after class, before Yan Xiu could come, Lao Gu came over to haul them away. Recently, things had been tense, and the disciplinary committee members were immediately cornered by homeroom teachers upon returning. Lao Gu caught wind of it right away and was furious: “All of you, go run laps on the field!”
Comprehensive classes were always scheduled for the last period in the afternoon. The cafeteria was filled with the aroma of food, and students taking walks were holding rice balls in their hands. Being punished to run at this time was simply mental torture.
Yu Sui and Yang Feiwen, who had just eaten takeout, were somewhat better off. First, their situation was not as serious as Tang Bohu and the others. Secondly, they were full—not hungry nor craving anything—so running helped digest the food.
Liang Wen, on the other hand, was shouting that he was hungry.
“Run! Run faster!” Lao Gu put his hands on his waist, holding the whistle he stole from the PE teacher, “No slacking! You never make mistakes when it comes to violating rules! It’s only been a few days since you started behaving well! Saving up for the big move, are you?! The minister is even in our class, can you give him some face? Can you give me some face?”
Tang Bohu and Liang Wen covered their ears and rushed past him.
Yu Sui ran at a steady pace and came over slowly, just in time to catch up with the moment when Lao Gu was taking a breath.
Lao Gu looked at him and said, “Stop!”
Yu Sui stopped: “……”
Lao Gu: “You, you, you, why did you……”
Yu Sui: “I was hungry at that time.”
Lao Gu looked distressed: “Darling, it’s only 20 minutes. Next time you’re hungry, come find me in the office, okay? How do you know if the outside food is clean? What if you get sick from eating it?”
Yu Sui felt a little guilty: “I was wrong.”
“It’s good that you know you’re wrong. Don’t make the same mistake again next time.” Lao Gu waved his hand without getting annoyed. “There are two more laps to go. Finish it before you go.”
Yu Sui ran off, and Yang Feiwen just ran over and looked at Lao Gu with expectant eyes.
Lao Gu pointed at him angrily, “How dare you still smile?”
“The school forbids you from ordering takeout for your own good! Who would be responsible if something happened?”
“And you’re also corrupting our Yu Sui!”
Yang Feiwen covered his ears and ran away.
Lao Gu counted on his fingers and said, “With these little rascals, I won’t see the Red Flag for three years.”
“Teacher.” Yan Xiu stood behind him without knowing when or how long he had been standing there. “Why was it Yang Feiwen who corrupted Yu Sui?”
Lao Gu turned his head, a little frightened. He patted his chest and said, “Yan Xiu, you are so familiar with Yu Sui, don’t you know him?”
“Our Yu Sui is usually very well-behaved and never had points deducted. Today was the first time, and it should be the last time too.”
Yan Xiu: “…”
He nodded: “Oh.”
Well, hopefully it’s the last time.
The sports field was very large, and the track could be seen at a glance. At some point, one person had disappeared from the group to run together on the field.
Yan Xiu’s gaze followed behind Yang Feiwen and saw him stop for a moment when passing by a beverage vending machine—then look around. Then, a pale hand stretched out from behind the vending machine, grabbing Yang Feiwen and pulling him. And, both of them disappeared.
Lao Gu was completely unaware.
