[R18] Pretending to be a scumbag – “Pretending to Be a Scumbag” Chapter 93 [English]

Chapter 93

Xie Yu was awakened by a burst of noisy electricity.

At six o’clock in the morning, Mad Dog had already begun to shout on the radio: “The morning is when we have the most energy. We must not be lazy. Cheer up and face the new day and new challenges.”

“Students, I believe you are ready!”

Before Mad Dog could finish these two sentences, the corridor was already bustling: “Get ready for shit!”

“This is killing the flowers of the motherland——!”

“Brother, don’t stop me. I’m going to climb up and cut the wires. I have to dismantle this broken radio today. I can’t live without it. I can’t live without it.”

Hearing this, he closed his eyes for a while and tried to get the alarm clock on the bedside to check the time. Although he would probably smash the alarm clock out with his backhand once he got it.

However, when he moved his fingers, he felt pain all over his body.

Xie Yu half-opened his eyes and saw He Chao’s side face. It was a bit reluctant to squeeze two people into the single bed. In order to make more room, he could only sleep on his side.

The man didn’t wake up, but he was disturbed and slept uneasily. The hand on his waist tightened unconsciously.

Xie Yu’s eyes moved down from He’s face and touched the less obvious red marks on He Chao’s neck, and the memory of last night came back little by little.

…

That’s what he caught.

Xie Yu buried his head into the pillow and closed his eyes again. The scenes from last night were replaying in his mind like a movie.

He actually has no idea about who will go up and who will go down. He himself is cold-tempered. If it weren’t for He Chao, if he wasn’t this person, he might not even have such an idea.

In addition, he drank too much last night, and although his mind was clear, he was still out of control and was being manipulated by He Chao.

When Mad Dog started talking about the second topic, He Chao finally woke up, scratched his hair, and asked in a low voice: “Morning, what time is it?”

Xie Yu wanted to say, “Don’t make any noise and watch for yourself.” His throat was dry, but his words were too mute to speak.

He took it easy, and finally said nothing. He lifted the quilt and got out of bed, stepping on the ground with his bare feet.The moment his feet hit the ground, he gasped with a hiss.

He Chao also knew that he was a bit harsh last night, but Xie Yu was very hard on the bed at first, and kept provoking He: “Can you do it?”

When he really struck hard, he couldn’t bear it anymore, and his whole body tensed up, and he begged for mercy reluctantly.

Thinking of this, He Chao half sat up and asked, “Does it still hurt?”

Xie Yu was a little annoyed.

He bent down and picked up the clothes on the ground one by one.The headache caused by the hangover and the discomfort all over his body swept over him: “What do you think?”

He Chao: “Then next time I…”

“There will be no next time.”

Xie Yu opened the door and said, “My skills are too poor.”

Both of them had little experience. He Chao’s movements were reckless and jerky, neither light nor heavy, and there was no technical ability at all.

But it is more of a psychological pleasure than a physical one.

This person is mine.

No reservations.

Everywhere on my body.

Xie Yu originally planned to go back to clean up and go to the classroom for morning reading, but he overestimated his physical fitness.

I slept until noon, and it was already lunch break time when I woke up.

When He Zhao opened the door and walked in with his rice, he was still nestled under the quilt.

“Get up and have something to eat before going to sleep.” He Chao put the lunch box in his hand on the table, walked to the bed again, reached out and rubbed a handful of He’s exposed hair, “Be obedient.”

In response to he, Xie Yu smashed the pillow on him with his backhand.

“…”

Xie Yu sat up after throwing it away. The quilt slid to his waist. The clothes he was wearing were a bit messy and the collar was askew.

He Chao glanced at it and didn’t dare to look again.

Xie Yu got out of bed, bent down and took two changes of clothes from the closet.

He Chao was leaning against the lone guard door, listening to the sound of running water coming from inside, and kept saying: “A few of them were late this morning. Old Tang took them to the corridor and asked them one by one. Each of these bastards is better at making excuses…”

Several people were late in the morning. Several boarding students who were drinking and talking about life on the rooftop last night almost couldn’t get out of bed. Six or seven people stood in a row at the door of the classroom.

Although Old Tang has a good temper, this is the first time he has seen a company late every time he is late: “What’s the matter with you guys? What did you do last night?”

Ding Lianghua hesitated for a long time before saying: “…I’m sorry, teacher, I overslept.”

Old Tang asked questions one by one from the beginning of the row to the end of the row.

You have to find an excuse, but it shouldn’t be a serious one.The further you ask, the more your imagination will be tested.

In the end, they could even find out the excuse that his pants suddenly torn while walking.

“Teacher, when I walked downstairs of the teaching building, I suddenly heard the sound of fabric tearing from my lower body… At that moment, I felt that my time had stopped, and my world changed from color to black and white.”

He Chao learned quite a bit.

Xie Yu pressed the rain shower switch and casually complained: “Is his brain broken?”

The sound of running water in the bathroom gradually disappeared.

“How do you feel,” He Chao added, “…otherwise, don’t go there in the afternoon. You can sleep a little longer, and I’ll ask for leave from Old Tang.”

Although he still felt uncomfortable, it wasn’t to the extent that He Chao was worried about.

Xie Yu put on his clothes, opened the door and said, “I’m not disabled.”

“Are my skills really poor?” He Chao took two steps to the side, still caring about the topic in the morning, “Don’t you have a great time screaming?”

“…”

Xie Yu wanted to say that it hurts.

After dinner, the time was about the same. When Xie Yu and He Chao were returning to the classroom, Wanda happened to be walking outside and bumped into them.

“Brother Yu, are you finally here? I really shouldn’t have bought wine. I almost didn’t get out of bed this morning, thanks to my roommate who kicked me out of bed…”

After Wanda finished speaking, she felt that something was not right. She took a few more glances and vaguely saw a red mark on Xie Yu’s neck, near the collar.

Xie Yu’s skin was originally fair, and if he looked closely, he could see the light cyan blood vessels dormant under his skin.

That little bit of red looks particularly conspicuous.

“By the way,” when Xie Yu walked over, Wanda slapped her forehead and remembered something, “Old Tang came here just now and asked you to go to his office to find him.”

Since this semester, Xie Yu has seldom skipped classes and has not fought or made trouble anymore. He is much less worried than before.

Teachers from various subjects also often talk about these two “powerful figures”.

“That He Chao, he did well in the final exam last semester,” a female teacher finished marking the homework, put the back of her chair down, and planned to lie down for a nap. She muttered a few words, “Old Wu taught well, forty-nine points, very good. I remember that he always scored ten or twenty points in the exam before…”

During lunch break, there were not many students in the teacher’s office. Several teachers exchanged a few words with each other.

Old Tang did not participate in the discussion and was busy organizing the things at hand. It was not until Xie Yu knocked on the door and came in that he looked up: “Here? Sit down.”

Xie Yu thought that Old Tang was probably talking to him about skipping class in the morning. Just as he was about to say, “Pay attention next time,” he saw Old Tang push the thick stack of information to his hand.

The top piece of A4 paper is marked: Summary and summary of test points.

They are all very basic things, starting from the knowledge points of junior high school. The first line is “Expression methods of argumentative essays”, and the key points are marked in red fonts.

Xie Yu was stunned and didn’t know what to say for a moment.

“I took the time to sort these out during my vacation. They are not perfect yet. You can go back and read them with He Chao, or you can make another copy.”

Old Tang unscrewed the cap of the kettle and poured out the wolfberry tea: “The problem you have now is that you don’t memorize enough. You need to read these things more and memorize them more. Only then will you know which direction to answer the questions…”

It was said that I had taken the time to sort it out, but one look at this pile of information showed that it took a lot of time.

Then Old Tang considered it again and said: “With your current score, the college entrance examination is still a bit dangerous.”

Xie Yu simply didn’t know what he was talking about: “…”

“No, it doesn’t matter, but I still have to try to do the homework assigned by the teacher,” Old Tang sighed, and continued, “And don’t read comic books all the time in class.”

During the beginning of school, although Xie Yu no longer pretended to be a bad student, he still gave the impression that he was not serious and his future was worrying.

The teaching in No. 2 Middle School is not difficult enough, and the homework assigned after class is too simple. He and He Chao do not write much.You’ll know the answer just by looking at it, so there’s no need to write. Instead of focusing on these questions, it’s better to do a few more difficult questions.

The same is true in class. I only look up and listen for a while when I hear something interesting. The rest of the time is spent looking at the set of competition questions I bought.

It has only been half a month since the beginning of this semester, and he has not yet passed the exam. For the first time, Xie Yu realized how heavy the burden of being a “student scumbag” was on him, and he couldn’t get rid of it.

Xie Yu opened his mouth and wanted to say that I am not a teacher, I don’t have one.

“By the way, there’s this.” Old Tang took two sips of tea, put down the water glass, and took out a bag from the drawer.

In the document bag are the previous examination papers of He and He Chao.

He and He Chao never made corrections, but now every wrong question was marked by Lao Tang with a red pen, and the correct answer was marked with a cursor. Even the problem-solving ideas and simple templates were posted on the side with sticky notes.

Xie Yu was completely speechless.

He just feels that the burden of being a scumbag is so heavy that it can kill him directly.

Xie Yu had never met a teacher like Old Tang.

When he was in Blackwater Street, because of his outstanding performance, the class teacher often asked him to participate in some competitions, but other than that, he had no other interactions with him.After arriving at the No. 2 Middle School, all the teachers in each subject wanted to do was to live in peace and to cause less trouble.

Looking at this information, Xie Yu finally understood what He Chao said, ‘I’m afraid of scaring them’ – the third class teacher really regarded he and He Chao as students in need of help.

There is also the school committee who usually worries about their academic performance.

He Chaobu improved by more than ten points by the end of the semester. The group of people in Class 3 were more happy than themselves for getting good grades in the class.

…

The information in my hand suddenly became heavier and heavier.

Old Tang looked at the time and it was almost time. He waved his hand and said, “Okay, let’s go back to work.”

When Xie Yu returned to class with the stack of materials, there was a commotion in Class 3 classroom. The school was probably organizing some sports activities. Luo Wenqiang held up the list and shouted: “——Is there anyone else? Who else wants to participate?”

He Chao sat in the back and started making noises. When he saw he coming, he stopped talking.

Xie Yu threw the information directly on the table. He Chao reached out and turned two pages: “What did Old Tang tell you? What the hell is this?”

“Information,” Xie Yu finished speaking, then breathed out secretly, hesitated for a while and asked, “Where…where is your plan? Let me take a look.”

“What?”

Xie Yu said: “Steady improvement.”

Luo Wenqiang was still on stage asking if anyone was willing to participate.

Someone just came back from outside and asked after hearing this: “What kind of activity is it?”

Luo Wenqiang said: “Basketball game! Are you excited? Do you feel the man’s blood burning?”

“Didn’t you say it was cancelled?”

“I heard from Wanda that Mad Dog had applied several times with the above, and finally got the application…”

Last year, there was almost a fight at the end of the basketball game. Mad Dog publicly criticized the incident in front of the whole school, scolded him very harshly, and threatened to cut off our project and let him kick the shuttlecock from now on.

However, those who privately begged the school leaders to bring back the basketball games were also mad dogs.

When the class bell rang, they were still reluctant to give up the topic of basketball. When Lao Wu came in, he scolded him: “You are in a meeting, did you hear the class bell?”

In the first class in the afternoon, Lao Wu talked about several new knowledge points and asked them to do a few training questions in class to consolidate.

The only sounds left in the classroom were the slight sound of the correction tape hitting the table while picking up stationery, and the sound of several students whispering to each other about the purpose of the question.

Xie Yu held the pen, and the competition book that all the teachers mistakenly thought was a “comic” was still on the table.

I feel a little desperate inside.

He Chao lay on the table without falling asleep. He reached out and pulled out the pen in Xie Yu’s hand little by little: “What do you think?”

Xie Yu’s palms suddenly became empty. He closed the competition exercises and said to himself, “What else can I think about? It’s just that I’m a bad student and I have too much burden.”

“I wonder whether to leave a way for others to survive.”