Don’t Try To Corrupt Me

Chapter 21

When Sheng Yuan entered the classroom, his ears were filled with by a cacophony of voices.

“Brother Sheng! You’re amazing!”

“Brother Sheng, you really made it!”

“Brother Sheng!!!”

The subject representatives carried stacks of papers, weaving through the classroom, distributing the test papers by name.

“Fuck, Xiao Pang, you scored 101 in math!”

“Fuck! My chemistry score isn’t bad either!”

“I’m not bragging, but if I took this test home, my mom would be calling every relative.”

“Hey, Dad, it’s me. Buy some fireworks on your way home tonight.”

“Why? You’ll see when I get home!”

“You won’t buy them? Well, don’t regret it when you get home.”

Cun Tou hung up the phone. “I want a game console when I get home.”

The delinquents in the back row gathered together, comparing their test papers.

Jin Anzhu sat patiently in his seat, waiting obediently.

He had already started to anticipate.

If Xiao Pang could score 101 in math, then he could too.

He wasn’t asking for much, just 102.

But when the math representative handed him his test paper, Jin Anzhu looked at the score and almost cried.

Sixteen points!

It was a complete insult.

His classmates glanced at him.

“You must have done it seriously.”

Jin Anzhu pouted, “Of course!”

He had worked hard!

“I can tell,” a classmate said, “You wouldn’t have made that many mistakes by guessing.”

Jin Anzhu: “…”

If he threw the answer sheet on the ground and stepped on it; his score would have been higher.

Jin Anzhu felt heartbroken as he turned around with the test paper in hand. “Brother Sheng.”

Sheng Yuan lifted his eyes.

Looking at Sheng Yuan’s handsome face, Jin Anzhu found some comfort and handed him the test paper. “Brother Sheng, I’m so upset. I answered seriously, but my score is still lower than when I used to guess.”

Sheng Yuan glanced at it. “Your handwriting is very beautiful.”

Jin Anzhu’s attention was instantly diverted. “Yes, I’ve been practicing since I was young, and the teachers always praise me.”

Sheng Yuan pointed to his paper. “You show great potential. Don’t be discouraged by one test score.”

“Really, Brother Sheng?” Jin Anzhu hesitated. “Can I ask you about questions I don’t understand in the future?”

“Of course you can.”

“Anytime?”

“Yes.”

Jin Anzhu climbed up the pole. “Brother Sheng, I’m not very good at Chinese either. Can you explain it to me?”

“You can start by reading literary works.”

“But I like reading novels, the kind with intense and passionate love scenes.”

Sheng Yuan pondered for a moment. “I have a book at home that might suit you. I’ll bring it to you tomorrow.”

“Really, Brother Sheng~ You’re so kind… Ah!”

Jin Anzhu stood up and was about to pounce on Sheng Yuan but was pulled away by Xia Zhiqi.

“Don’t come here, I’ve never seen you act like this even when you got zero before.”

Xia Zhiqi’s eyes warned him.

:My Brother Sheng is not someone you can fantasize about, you little thing.’

Jin Anzhu: “…”

Pushing Jin Anzhu away, Xia Zhiqi placed his English paper on Sheng Yuan’s desk. “Brother Sheng, take a look. I have a special talent for learning foreign languages.”

Glancing at it, the score was indeed quite high.

129. For someone like Xia Zhiqi, a delinquent, it was remarkably high.

Xiao Pang and Jin Anzhu were surprised as well.

They didn’t expect Xia Zhiqi to score this high.

What did 129 mean? Xia Zhiqi’s previous scores in all subjects combined didn’t even reach 129.

Sheng Yuan never spared praise for his little brothers. “Very good, you do show potential.”

Xia Zhiqi looked longing, “Brother Sheng, those diplomats on TV are so impressive. If I become good at this, can I be one too?”

It was the first time Sheng Yuan had seen such an expression on Xia Zhiqi since they met.

An idle delinquent now had a look of longing and anticipation for the future.

Imagining freely, full of spirit.

[System: I never expected Xia Zhiqi to have reliable moments. I’m crying.]

In the next moment, the Chinese representative approached.

“Xia Zhiqi, your Chinese test paper.”

The person handed it to him, and Xia Zhiqi froze.

Xiao Pang and Jin Anzhu leaned over to take a look.

25 in Chinese.

They glanced at the English test paper with 129.

Xiao Pang: “Are you a foreign spy or something?”

Xia Zhiqi: “…”

Xia Zhiqi was petrified, but Sheng Yuan stood up and stuffed the English test paper into his hand. “Keep going, future diplomat.”

“Brother Sheng, do you believe in me?”

Sheng Yuan: “Why are you saying that? I trust you the most.”

As expected of his Brother Sheng!

Meanwhile, the betting post between Sheng Yuan and Zheng Zilu on the school forum gained attention.

“Damn, Sheng Yuan from Class 6 actually ranked third in the whole school!”

“I was shocked when I saw Sheng Yuan’s ranking.”

“Wasn’t the comprehensive science paper supposed to be difficult this time? Most people didn’t do well, but how did he manage to climb up so high in the rankings?”

“No matter how difficult it was, how could he go from being ranked a few hundredth in the school to third place?”

“I checked it out. He hardly lost any points except in physics. Most of his scores were perfect.”

“Could he have cheated?”

“Come on, look at which exam room Sheng Yuan was in. Teacher Qian, the first-ranked science teacher, was the invigilator. He’s like the chief of the four detectives.”

“I’ve been standing here all day. Let’s see who dares to say that my Brother Sheng cheated!!!”

“Guess what? During the exams these past few days, Sheng Yuan even found time at noon to deal with the Wolf King from No. 3 Middle School.”

“!!!!”

“!!!!!!”

“Damn! Is it true or not?”

“Is there any evidence or photos? I haven’t heard about it!”

“The No. 3 Middle School forum is going crazy. Here are the photos.”

The pictures perfectly captured the intensity of the discussions on the No. 3 Middle School forum.

“The Wolf King is now searching everywhere for the traitor who leaked these photos.”

“Brother Sheng! I call you ‘brother.’ You’re fucking amazing.”

“Master of time management.”

“I have a question. Is the position of the leader in No. 1 Middle School going to change hands?”

“Yes, last time when the Wolf King and Wu Di’s lackeys came to our school to cause trouble, it was Sheng Yuan’s people who took care of them.”

“The person upstairs dares to say it.”

“When they came to cause trouble, Chu Weitian wasn’t at the school, right?”

“Even if he wasn’t there, his brothers were, but they didn’t do anything.”

“Whether he was there or not, I still think Sheng Yuan is more impressive.”

“Don’t forget, Chu Weitian can beat Qi Sheng. The Wolf King had a fight with Qi Sheng before, and Qi Sheng barely won. Besides Yu Zuojin, Chu Weitian is the most formidable person in No. 1 Middle School.”

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“This Sheng Yuan is becoming more arrogant. He even dares to have his sights on Brother Chu’s position.”

“Shouldn’t we teach him a lesson? Let him know our power and see if he still dares to be so arrogant!”

The person didn’t give a direct answer but asked in return, “Is Brother Chu back?”

“Just now, Brother Chu called and said he’ll arrive this afternoon.”

Previously, Chu Weitian got caught fighting on campus by the disciplinary headmaster and received a severe punishment of a two-week suspension and a major disciplinary record.

If replaced with other delinquent teenagers, it might not bother them at all, and they would enjoy not having to go to school. But unfortunately, the headmaster was Chu Weitian’s uncle, so he was suspended and confined to his house, not allowed to step out at all.

At the age when one loves to play, being stuck at home for two weeks was extremely frustrating.

“If I were Brother Chu, I would sever ties with my family directly, having such a relative is a disaster,” someone said.

“Having a relative who is the disciplinary headmaster is what makes Brother hold such a position. Isn’t that more impressive?” another person added.

“That’s true.”

“Once Brother comes back this afternoon, we’ll tell him about Sheng Yuan’s matter. I’ve been annoyed with that kid for a long time. If we don’t take care of him, he won’t understand his own place.”

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After the morning classes ended, Sheng Yuan had lunch and returned to Dormitory Building A. When he passed Room 407, he glanced inside.

Zheng Zilu was lying dejectedly on the bed.

Sheng Yuan stepped in hesitantly. “Little Lu, do you need your older brother to comfort you?”

Zheng Zilu threw a pillow at him, but Sheng Yuan dodged it.

He walked to the side of the bed. “Why are you so upset?”

Zheng Zilu sighed in frustration. “I actually lost.”

“Why feel discouraged?”

Sheng Yuan patted him on the back.

Zheng Zilu didn’t expect Sheng Yuan to comfort him.

“Sheng Yuan, you…”

Sheng Yuan smiled. “There will be plenty more occasions like this in the future.”

Zheng Zilu: “…”

‘Bastard!!”

“I’ll definitely surpass you next time!!!!”

After chatting with Zheng Zilu for a while and seeing his fighting spirit return, Sheng Yuan left Room 407 and planned to return to Room 408.

Just as he walked out of the room, he heard a flurry of noises in the corridor.

“Brother Chu, you finally came back!”

“Brother Chu, are you planning to stay in the dormitory from now on?”

Sheng Yuan noticed a student with dyed blonde hair and a somewhat fierce look leading the way, with his followers carrying his belongings.

He had quite a lot of stuff, four large suitcases in total.

Sheng Yuan didn’t pay much attention to the person until he noticed the delinquency value above his head.

Nearly one million.

Sheng Yuan narrowed his eyes.

“Who is he?”

[System: He is the delinquent leader of No.1 Middle School, Chu Weitian. Compared to him, you have a significant advantage as a delinquent.]

Once again, a significant advantage.

“What advantage?”

[System: Your senior disciplinary head master is his uncle.]

Sheng Yuan was surprised.

He couldn’t tell at all.

The person was a delinquent, yet he had an uncle who was a senior disciplinary teacher and the headmaster.

A destined archrival.

He remembered the disciplinary headmaster being a distinguished teacher.

So, is this a case of ‘while peaches and plums flourish all over the world, bitter melons grow in his own backyard’?

Sheng Yuan had no intention of watching the excitement. He turned around and entered the adjacent Room 408.

Due to recent matters during lunchtime, he hadn’t come here since Yu Zuojin messed up the room last time.

He opened the door and entered. Sheng Yuan raised an eyebrow.

Not bad, it was quite clean.

As far as his eyes could see, there was no clutter anywhere.

The mountains had been toppled, and the bottom of the basin was leveled.

[System: he tidied up quite neatly.]

Sheng Yuan nodded, but as he lay on the bed and turned to the side, he caught sight of something under Yu Zuojin’s bed.

“…”

He saw the previously empty space under the bed filled with clothes and miscellaneous items.

Sheng Yuan blinked at the sight under the bed, then slowly turned his head to look at the serene wardrobe.

He got up from the bed, walked to the wardrobe, and reached out to open it.

In an instant, he was hit in the face by the clothes piled inside.

[System: What was that just now?]

Sheng Yuan looked at the hills formed at his feet.

“A gift from Mother Nature.”

[System: …]

At that moment, the doorknob turned, and the sound of the door opening resonated as Yu Zuojin entered.

Yu Zuojin was tall, and after he entered the room, the space inside the dormitory visibly shrank.

The two locked eyes.

Yu Zuojin’s handsome face showed no expression.

He simply looked at the clothes on the floor and then at Sheng Yuan.

His eyes were fixed on him.

“You didn’t cherish the fruits of my labor.”

Sheng Yuan: “…”

‘Would you like to listen to what you’re saying?’