Don’t Try To Corrupt Me

Chapter 74

Upon hearing Truly Ambitious’s words, Sheng Yuan went silent, the two of them looked at the person beneath below.

Sheng Yuan was the first to recover from the shock.

[System: Host, don’t be too surprised.]

[System: He’s already the leader of delinquents. What good could he possibly be?]

Sheng Yuan: “…”

Thank you, little system. Otherwise, he would have remained in the dark, forever misunderstanding.

However, Sheng Yuan’s momentum remained undiminished. It was quite embarrassing to suddenly lose control, and his wounded pride refused to accept it. He grabbed Yu Zuojin, who was lying on the ground, by the collar.

At this point, Yu Zuojin’s face had already taken a punch, and it was slightly red.

Sheng Yuan had no intention of continuing the fight.

But he wouldn’t let it go so easily either.

Sheng Yuan looked down at him, his gaze from a higher position. “You were wrong.”

Yu Zuojin allowed himself to be pinned down without resistance. In fact, if he just made a slight move with his legs, the other party would lose balance and fall to the side.

His cheeks were flushed, and the beautiful eyes were filled with a burning anger.

He stared at Sheng Yuan, his hoarse voice carrying an indiscernible tone.

“I was wrong.”

He had already touched, so surrendering wasn’t a big deal.

“I promise there won’t be a next time. Say it!”

Yu Zuojin and Sheng Yuan locked eyes for a few seconds. His deep black eyes showed sincerity.

“What’s in the winter camp?”

Sheng Yuan: “…”

Boy, don’t try to change the subject.

Finally, under Sheng Yuan’s verbal lashing, Yu Zuojin reluctantly said there wouldn’t be a next time.

Sheng Yuan returned to his bed, casting a warning glance at Yu Zuojin. “Stay obediently on your bed. If you come near again, I’ll give you another kick.”

Once bitten, twice shy.

Sheng Yuan tightly fastened the elastic band of his school uniform’s sweatpants. Even if the King of Heaven himself wanted to borrow his pants, he would have to return empty-handed.

Yu Zuojin didn’t speak further but silently lay back on his bed, emitting an aura of docility.

However, his appearance and aura contradicted the image of a docile person, giving off a sense of feigned introspection.

After lying still for a while, a muffled voice echoed in the quiet dormitory.

“What’s in the winter camp?”

Sheng Yuan opened his eyes in surprise. When he was scolding before, Yu Zuojin had asked this question. He had thought Yu Zuojin was trying to change the topic, but it turned out he was genuinely interested in the winter camp.

The headmaster had briefed him on the general situation, so he told him.

“It’s nothing much, just a relatively important closed competition. It’s similar to living in the school dormitory. We’ll stay there for half a month and then come back.”

Apart from the examination fee, there are no additional charges for signing up for the winter camp. It includes meals and accommodation. When not taking exams, it’s mainly about academic exchanges and friendly interactions with students from other schools.

There was also a supermarket inside where you can buy snacks, daily necessities, and stationery. If you want something else, you can inform the teachers, and they can help with purchases outside the school.

However, these two categories require additional expenses, which are not covered within the free scope of the winter camp.

“When are we leaving?”

“The day after tomorrow. We’ll take the school bus at the school gate at 8 o’clock in the morning.”

Not long after Sheng Yuan finished speaking, he fell into a deep sleep.

Half a month, two weeks. For Classmate Yu Zuojin, it could be considered neither short nor excessively long.

Yu Zuojin quietly got up from the bed, holding his phone, and approached Sheng Yuan’s bedside. He leaned over and aimed the camera at him.

The slumbering youth in the lens slept lazily. His dense, dark lashes hung down, and his lips were gently closed. He had a habit of raising one arm near the pillow while sleeping.

The image froze, and a smile tugged at the corner of Yu Zuojin’s mouth as he put away his phone.

After the afternoon nap, Yu Zuojin returned to the classroom and immediately saw the class monitor crying sadly.

His sobs came in fits, as if he couldn’t catch his breath, deeply distressed.

A classmate sitting beside him patted him comfortingly.

“Don’t cry. You’ve just lost someone who didn’t love you. There’s nothing to be sad about. She also lost someone who loved her.”

The class monitor wiped his runny nose and looked up. “Your way of speaking is so weird.”

Classmate: “…”

Fuck, why don’t you cry to death?

The class monitor continued to cry in sorrow, feeling like the world had collapsed. Concerned classmates approached and asked what happened.

“What’s wrong, class monitor? You’re crying so sadly.”

The class monitor couldn’t speak, so the nearby classmate spoke on his behalf. “His long-distance girlfriend broke up with him.”

“! The class monitor had a girlfriend!”

The class monitor raised his head and shouted, “Not anymore!”

No more! No more, it’s all gone!

“Don’t be too sad. Long-distance relationships can be tough.”

Yu Zuojin looked at the questions on his desk, but his eyes scanned without registering in his mind.

A helpful classmate gave him some advice.

“Next time you part ways, show a little more affection, give her something, preferably something she can use for a long time and that can help her. That way, when she sees it, she’ll be reminded of you and your kindness.”

The class monitor stopped crying. “Hey, that’s a good idea.”

The nearby classmate stabbed with a knife in, “But you don’t have a next time.”

The class monitor: “…”

Are you the devil?

The day of departure arrived quickly. Sheng Yuan got up from his bed at home, and by the door of his room, there was a suitcase packed up the previous day.

The clothes, toiletries, and towels for the next half month had all been checked last night and nothing was left behind.

He pulled the suitcase and walked out of the room, where he saw Sheng Chenggong carrying a bag of rations.

—A bag of flatbreads.

Sheng Yuan: “What’s this for?”

Sheng Chenggong: “Take it and eat. What else are you going to eat these days?”

He was just going for an exam, not on an expedition. Sheng Yuan took a piece and symbolically put it in his mouth.

“No need for anything else. They provide meals over there.”

“But your dad spent the whole night making these.”

“Dad.”

“What’s wrong?”

“I saw the chef making them in the shop yesterday.”

Sheng Chenggong: “…”

Damn it, I wanted to create a touching father-son farewell scene.

Feng Juan came over to see him off. “Make sure you didn’t forget anything.”

“I didn’t.”

“Have a good sleep and eat well over there.”

“Okay.”

After bidding farewell to Feng Juan and Sheng Wang, Sheng Yuan left the house. It was a bit inconvenient to drag the luggage, so he took a taxi to the school. They arrived early, before the school bus and the headmaster and Guo Gang had arrived.

It was time for morning self-study, so the students should be in the classrooms. However, there was a figure standing in front of the gate of No.1 Middle School.

Yu Zuojin.

Sheng Yuan pulled his suitcase over, knowing without asking that the other person was waiting for him. Although there was ample sunlight at the school gate, winter mornings were not warm.

“How long have you been waiting?”

Yu Zuojin didn’t answer. Instead, he pulled Sheng Yuan towards him, and the wind that had been blowing on his face instantly disappeared, and the stinging pain of the cold bones disappeared.

Yu Zuojin stood on his right side, and the wind lifted his black hair from his forehead. Sheng Yuan unconsciously curled his fingers.

Both of them were silent for awhile. Sheng Yuan was about to say something to break the delicate atmosphere, but Yu Zuojin spoke first.

“Will you still like me when you come back?”

Sheng Yuan:… What?

He had last heard that line in a cheesy TV drama during his primary school days.

Sheng Yuan: “Where did you learn that?”

Yu Zuojin didn’t speak but waited for his answer.

Sheng Yuan suddenly found the other person’s immaturity somewhat amusing and answered evasively, “I’ll have to consider it.”

As expected, upon hearing his response, Yu Zuojin visibly became nervous.

“Whom do you plan to like?” His tone seemed as if he wanted to tear someone apart.

Sheng Yuan pretended to contemplate. “It’s hard to say.”

Yu Zuojin grabbed Sheng Yuan’s hand without hesitation. “You can’t like anyone else!”

Sheng Yuan: “Why not?”

Yu Zuojin fell silent, unable to come up with a reason.

Sheng Yuan looked at him and smiled. The young man’s eyes curved, his gaze meeting the sunlight, radiating a brilliant and dazzling light. “Okay, I won’t tease you anymore. It won’t happen.”

Yu Zuojin looked at Sheng Yuan, clearly not believing him.

Sheng Yuan whispered softly in his ear, “Gege is into pure and honest love.”

Yu Zuojin: “Then kiss me.”

Sheng Yuan: “…”

I say, aren’t you taking advantage of the situation?

“No, someone’s here.”

But looking around, besides the birds on the telephone pole, there was no one in sight, not even a bug.

Yu Zuojin: (stare)

Sheng Yuan: “…”

Under the warm winter sun, Sheng Yuan suddenly bumped into Yu Zuojin’s face.

Clearly, this gesture pleased the person, as Yu Zuojin tightly held Sheng Yuan’s hand, and his lips couldn’t help but curl up.

He had never smiled like this at anyone besides Sheng Yuan.

“I will miss you.”

His face displayed an innocence that didn’t match his outward appearance and aura.

Sheng Yuan also blushed slightly and looked away. “Got it.”

Before long, a double-decker bus appeared on the never-ending street, approaching closer and closer.

The headmaster, along with Guo Gang, came to the school gate to meet Sheng Yuan. When they saw Yu Zuojin, the headmaster asked, “Why are you here?”

Without waiting for a response, the headmaster continued, “Seeing someone off?”

“Mhmm,” Yu Zuojin made a sound.

The headmaster understood and said, “Okay, got it. Don’t miss the teacher too much. I’ll be back in half a month.”

Everyone except the headmaster: “…”

As Sheng Yuan boarded the bus with his suitcase, he turned around to take one last look at Yu Zuojin, who stood motionless, still watching him.

It wasn’t until the bus drove far away and disappeared from sight that the figure at the school gate finally left.

Sheng Yuan sat in the window seat on the right side. The journey to the winter camp would take three hours, and he planned to take a nap during that time.

[System: Something is sticking out from your clothes.]

Sheng Yuan lowered his head to see a stack of bright red paper. He took it out and found a stack of hundred yuan bills.

[System: Did your family give you money?]

No.

When Sheng Yuan left home, his pockets were empty, and valuable items were all packed in his suitcase.

He only brought a few hundred yuan in pocket money from home, but the stack in his hand amounted to two thousand.

It was… Yu Zuojin secretly gave it to him when he wasn’t paying attention.

[System: Probably afraid that you wouldn’t have money at the winter camp.]

Sheng Yuan looked at the money, and ripples stirred in the calm lake of his heart.

After three hours, the bus arrived at the winter camp location.

The headmaster, accompanied by Sheng Yuan and Guo Gang, got off the bus. This bus was arranged by the organizers, while private high schools had dedicated cars that arrived an hour earlier.

The headmaster led the two to the dormitory building. “The dormitory rooms are assigned randomly. Get along well with the other students.”

Sheng Yuan took the key and carried his suitcase to the dormitory. The key had a room number hanging from it.

Room 209.

Sheng Yuan pushed the door open, and someone was already there in the dormitory. It was a double room, and the other occupant was also a male student.

He wasn’t particularly tall, around 1.75 meters, and had a pair of glasses. His narrow eyes had a friendly glimmer when he smiled.

Seeing Sheng Yuan enter, he warmly helped him with the suitcase. “Hello, which school are you from?”

“Hello,” Sheng Yuan politely replied, “I’m from No.1 Middle School. And you?”

“I’m from Changteng Private School. What’s your name?”

“Sheng Yuan.”

“I’m Huang Anchong.”