Don’t Try To Corrupt Me

Chapter 45

“Boss Yu, the dragon should show mercy and cherish the jade.”

Wang Xiaoming stood by the dragon’s side, appearing like a dwarf compared to the towering two-meter dragon.

Yu Zuojin glanced at Chu Weitian, his brows uncontrollably furrowing.

To show mercy and cherish the jade, it would be a kindness not to give him a punch.

Obviously, it was difficult for him. To cherish someone like Chu Weitian was as arduous as reaching the heavens.

To take care of the princess in every possible way? Yu Zuojin suddenly felt that being the evil dragon was meaningless, and Wang Xiaoming was still chattering in his ears.

Normally Yu Zuojin could shut up this chatterer with a single punch, but Sheng Yuan’s presence let him dispel this idea. Moreover, the dragon’s cartoon claws were too round, so he couldn’t take off the headgear and cochlear implant external device, so he turned to him with a cold face and pointed his tail at him.

Without this costume, Yu Zuojin’s figure from the back would produce a strong sense of indifference and sullenness, but at this time, he was wearing a dragon suit, which looked like a cartoon to participate in a children’s channel program.

At this time, Lin Xiaoyuan raised her hand, “Wait! The dragon is not a good person. Just now, when he saw the prince and princess hugging, he must still be filled with anger. Moreover, he lacks humanity. His performance earlier was quite reasonable!”

Wang Xiaoming realized, and clapped his hands. “You’re right!”

Indeed, he had completely set aside the dragon’s angry emotions just now.

Yu Zuojin’s performance earlier was entirely reasonable. Wang Xiaoming directly approached him.

“Boss Yu, it was perfect. Your artistic achievement reached its peak with your understanding.”

Yu Zuojin stared at him expressionlessly.

His cold eyes seemed to say:

–You will die.

Wang Xiaoming shivered instantly.

Sheng Yuan listened on the side and said to Yu Zuojin, “You’re quite talented.”

Yu Zuojin withdrew his gaze from Wang Xiaoming, and his irritability subsided somewhat.

As for talent, Yu Zuojin’s emotions were only more intense toward Chu Weitian.

The three of them rehearsed again. Compared to the previous run-through, this time they refined many of the positioning and movement steps, and they succeeded in one go.

With limited time for lunch, the rehearsal progress was urgent. Lin Xiaoyuan said, “Brother Chu, you go and change into the evening gown for the ball. Let’s quickly rehearse another scene.”

Chu Weitian lifted his skirt and took bold strides.

Lin Xiaoyuan said, “Brother Chu, don’t walk with your toes pointing out. It’s not elegant at all. You’re a high-quality woman!”

Chu Weitian: “…”

Taking advantage of Chu Weitian changing clothes, everyone began searching for the props needed for the ball.

Sheng Yuan had nothing to do and couldn’t help but fondly touch the dragon’s tail behind Yu Zuojin.

Yu Zuojin obediently stood beside him, and the difference in their heights wasn’t the only thing that set them apart.

Qi Sheng, wearing a blue and fluffy sister-like dress, looked over and thought that Sheng Yuan was going too far! How dare he play with Brother Yu’s tail in front of everyone? Where was the respect for their Big brother?

Such audacity!

Qi Sheng swore to protect Yu Zuojin’s dignity. Qi Sheng walked over with his skirt in hand, remembering Lin Xiaoyuan’s saying that high-quality women should not walk profusely, and tucked hus toes inward.

Enter the play, enter the play.

After taking two steps, he suddenly froze, why was he such an idiot?

At this moment, Sheng Yuan turned around and saw him.

his chin, looking down on others. “Why should I…”

“Classmate Qi Sheng, you came just in time.”

No one had ever called Qi Sheng “classmate”. At first hearing, Qi Sheng thought that the other party was acting weird.

Sheng Yuan lowered his head to look for his phone, “Take a photo of classmate Yu and me.”

Photo?

Qi Sheng frowned, realizing that things were not simple.

Sheng Yuan and Yu Zuojin were standing on the same level, but their clothes are also different.

One was hand-stitched, and although the other seemed to cost hundreds of yuan, they didn’t have the same painting style when they stood together.

‘You look like a prince in your clothes, you want to take a photo when Brother Yu looks like that, then you will let a little brother put it on the forum in the future, trying to pull Brother Yu off the throne of the delinquent leader.’

He was Brother Yu’s second in command, it was impossible to let Sheng Yuan succeed like this.

Qi Sheng raised his chin and looked at people with his nostrils: “Why should I…”

Yu Zuojin handed him his phone.

Qi Sheng: “…”

Brother Yu! Please regain your senses.

Has Sheng Yuan cast a spell on you?!

Sheng Yuan couldn’t find his phone in his pocket. He suddenly remembered that he had handed it to Qi Sheng when Xia Zhiqi went to change clothes, asking him to put it in his wardrobe.

But all phones look the same.

Sheng Yuan grabbed Yu Zuojin and said, “Come closer to me.”

The dragon costume was heavy and large. The person inside had to move twice as much to show normal body movements. Yu Zuojin awkwardly took two steps closer to Sheng Yuan, but there was still some distance between them.

Sheng Yuan directly leaned against him and smiled at the camera.

“Take the picture.”

Qi Sheng scowled, holding the phone and aiming at the two. Sheng Yuan and Yu Zuojin stood straight, Sheng Yuan smiling like a gentle breeze, while Yu Zuojin still wore his usual deadpan expression, as if he had been born with it and never changed.

Qi Sheng mechanically counted down, “Three, two, one.”

Click—

Qi Sheng’s pupils contracted as he lowered the phone. But Yu Zuojin still had the same cold expression.

Did Brother Yu smile just now?

Could it be that he had mistaken it?

Just as he was about to check the photo, Yu Zuojin had already taken the phone and put it in the pocket of his dragon costume.

Sheng Yuan patted Qi Sheng’s puffed-up sleeves. “Thanks.”

When he wanted to go to Yu Zuojin to look at the photos, Princess Gu Lun Zhuangshuo came back first, carrying his platinum glittering princess dress.

Wang Xiaoming: “Brother Sheng, we’re resuming rehearsals.”

Sheng Yuan had no choice but to give up and turned to Yu Zuojin, saying, “If you’re tired, you can rest.”

Yu Zuojin didn’t say a word, but the screen of his phone in his pocket still displayed their photo.

The youth, dressed in gorgeous attire, smiled like a gentle spring breeze. Looking at the camera, he seemed to radiate like the shining sun in the sky. Standing beside him, Yu Zuojin had a hint of a smile on his face. The curve of his lips was subtle, but it could be seen in his eyes that he was indeed smiling. His smile was modest and shy, completely contrary to his usual sinister and violent demeanor.

They stood side by side, the dragon headgear concealed the artificial cochlear implant on Yu Zuojin’s ears and the suction cup on the side of his head. Smiling at the camera, the weighty headgear obscured his disability, as if it were just an ordinary day in his high school life.

Like a normal person.

On the other side, the prince and princess were preparing for their dance rehearsal.

Yu Zuojin leaned against the mirror, observing the two of them. Wherever they moved, his eyes followed, acting as a human GPS. Qi Sheng, dressed in a princess gown, stood beside him. He wanted to see what this peculiar play was all about.

The narrator took a sip of water to moisten his throat and held the script, saying, “This is the first encounter between the prince and the princess. At first glance, the prince was deeply attracted to the princess and fell in love with her uncontrollably.”

Sheng Yuan’s eyebrows twitched, and he exclaimed, “Truly beautiful, so beautiful. I’ve never seen such a lovely person in my life.”

It was extremely insincere.

The narrator continued, “The prince warmly invites the princess to dance.”

Sheng Yuan, in a gentlemanly manner, extended his hand to Chu Weitian. “May I have this dance with you?!”

The narrator said, “The princess giggled shyly like an oriole.”

Chu Weitian: “…”

Fuck, how does an oriole giggle?!

Clearing his throat, he replied, “Of course.”

They locked eyes.

Chu Weitian: Ridiculous.

Sheng Yuan: Annoying jerk.

They didn’t show it on their faces, but their eyes were filled with a strong sense of tension.

Yu Zuojin stared at the hand placed on Sheng Yuan’s palm, and his jealousy reached its peak. The villain inside kept adding coals to the stove of jealousy, laughing and saying that it would be hotter and hotter the better.

The narrator continued, “The prince gazed at the princess’s beautiful and charming face, afraid of frightening this delicate and lovely bird, and gently asked…”

Sheng Yuan looked at the sturdy bird before him and asked, “What is your name?”

The narrator said, “The princess coyly replied.”

Chu Weitian: “Guess.”

The narrator said, “The prince laughed heartily.”

Sheng Yuan: “So you’re the ‘Guess Princess’.”

“…”

Who on earth wrote these lines!

Listen to it yourself, can a normal person say such things?!

Wang Xiaoming, who was observing his artistic achievement, nodded vigorously.

It was wonderful, beyond words.

Chu Weitian closed his eyes, took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, and continued reciting the lines, “I am not the ‘Guess Princess.’ My name is Princess Gulun Zhuangshuo, and I am willing to dance with you.”

The two of them assumed their dance positions, with Sheng Yuan’s hand resting on Chu Weitian’s sturdy waist.

“The princess must do a lot of hip bridges normally.”

“Annoying~”

“Haha, you’re a little naughty.”

Sheng Yuan and Chu Weitian both shivered.

Sheng Yuan adjusted his mood and asked, “Where are you from, Princess?”

“From the north.”

“Princess, you are beautiful, and it inspires my creativity. I have composed a poem for you.”

“What is it?”

“In the North Sea, there is a princess named Zhuangshuo, her beauty is immense, one hand cannot embrace it all.”

“Prince, you truly have talent.”

“Your praise is too kind.”

Both of them were professionals, suppressing their true feelings while giving face to each other.

After all, neither of their lines were particularly good.

“Brother Yu!”

Yu Zuojin turned around and met Qi Sheng’s heavily made-up face.

Qi Sheng was used to his silence and knew that as long as Yu Zuojin looked at him, it meant he acknowledged his presence.

But earlier, Yu Zuojin’s gaze was filled with hostility, as if he wanted to smash Chu Weitian into the ground. However, they were not on the same level within the delinquent circle, and Yu Zuojin had never bothered to even look at him before. Yet today, he was so angry.

Qi Sheng cautiously asked, “Brother Yu, did Chu Weitian steal your girlfriend?”

Yu Zuojin replied coldly, “No.”

“Then why were you looking at him like that?”

It was clearly the gaze of someone whose girlfriend had been stolen, a look at a rival.

The words slipped out, and Yu Zuojin also froze for a moment.

Yeah, why?

He instinctively thought, ‘Because Sheng Yuan belonged to him.’

But if he wanted to claim him, why didn’t he just snatch him away? Why did he continue to endure and silently watch from the side, wearing ridiculous clothes and a laughable headgear?

He was afraid of Sheng Yuan getting angry.

But why was he afraid of his anger?

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Author’s Note:

Boss Yu: I look at everyone this way. (He sees everyone as rivals)