DTTCM Chapter 90

[System: Alright, tell him to stop howling.]

Hearing Xia Zhiqi’s pitiful wailing, Sheng Yuan couldn’t rest even if he wanted to. He had carried Chu Weitian all the way to the playground, and he was still feeling sore in his limbs. He ripped off the napkin that someone had put on his face.

Xia Zhiqi: “Brother Sheng, you’re awake!”

Sheng Yuan: “I wasn’t asleep.”

Seeing Sheng Yuan’s weak appearance, Xia Zhiqi asked, “Brother Sheng, why don’t you sleep for awhile?”

Sheng Yuan: “…”

Truly Ambitious: “…”

You should ask yourself that question.

Every semester, No.1 Middle School would conduct two disaster evacuation drills, and the previous practice came in handy during this crisis.

The tremor lasted less than two minutes, but it was unknown if there would be any aftershocks, so the school decided to give the students a half-day break in the afternoon. Day students could go home, while boarders could go out and avoid returning to the dormitories.

Suddenly given half a day off, the students rejoiced on the playground.

Xia Zhiqi: “Brother Sheng, let’s go out and play!”

“No, I have an appointment.”

Without looking back, Sheng Yuan walked into the crowd and approached Yu Zuojin, who had been watching him from nearby.

It was lunchtime, and the two went directly to the barbecue restaurant where Yu Zuojin worked. They entered through the back door. Almost every day after school, Sheng Yuan would come to pick up Yu Zuojin after work. After six months of doing so, Sheng Yuan became familiar with the people in the shop.

Of course, the dog included.

The Corgi circled around his feet. Sheng Yuan looked at the dog and hesitated, afraid that if he took one step forward, he might accidentally step on the gas tank.

[System: Who is the gas tank?]

Sheng Yuan pointed his finger at the Corgi.

[System: Are you polite?]

The old man saw the Corgi tangling around Sheng Yuan, making it difficult for him to walk, “Come back here, Big Face.”

Sheng Yuan: “…”

Truly Ambitious: “…”

[System: I wrongly accused you. You have always been polite.]

Mainly by comparison.

There was an empty table in the kitchen, specially provided by the old man for Yu Zuojin to study. Having been in the shop for over two years, Yu Zuojin was treated almost like the old man’s own child. As he watched Yu Zuojin gradually improve, the old man felt happy as well.

On the way there, Sheng Yuan bought some fruits for the old man. For lunch, the two of them had egg fried rice.

Two large bowls were filled with golden fried rice. The bowls were not only wide but also deep, giving the impression that they were meant for feeding pigs.

The old man put down the ladle. “Is it enough? If not, I can fry more for you.”

Sheng Yuan: “…”

No, it’s already a lot.

The bowls did indeed look somewhat large, similar to those used for big noodle soups.

The old man said, “Little Yu usually eats with this bowl.”

Sheng Yuan looked at Yu Zuojin’s exclusive rice bowl, then at Yu Zuojin.

The latter’s indifferent face froze for a moment, and an image of a pure and innocent high school girl suddenly sounded an alarm.

“Occasionally.”

Just occasionally.

“Yeah, Little Yu doesn’t eat at the shop every day.”

Yu Zuojin’s expression relaxed.

Yes, he didn’t usually use the big bowl.

“Little Yu has two days off every month, and he doesn’t come to the shop on those days.”

Yu Zuojin: “…”

The old man chatted with the two of them for a while, then went to order supplies. Sheng Yuan picked up his spoon and started eating. Both of them were relatively quiet during the meal.

After two or three minutes, Sheng Yuan felt a bit thirsty and took out his water bottle from his bag. When he looked up, Yu Zuojin’s bowl was almost empty.

Sheng Yuan blinked. He did remember that the other person had always had a big appetite.

He took a few sips of water and scooped out a few spoonfuls from his own bowl for Yu Zuojin.

Yu Zuojin looked up at him, and Sheng Yuan blinked his beautiful eyes at him.

Yu Zuojin: Got it.

He leaned over and kissed Sheng Yuan on the lips.

“Next time, just say you want a kiss.”

Sheng Yuan: “…”

Don’t let your imagination run wild.

Soon, Yu Zuojin finished the rice that Sheng Yuan had scooped for him. Sheng Yuan still had a small portion left in his bowl but it was still too much for him to finish.

Sheng Yuan looked at Yu Zuojin, who was staring at the rice in his bowl, and pushed the bowl towards him.

Here, take it.

Yu Zuojin picked up the spoon and finished it in a few bites. Although he ate a lot, he didn’t appear crude while eating.

After Yu Zuojin finished, he noticed Sheng Yuan looking at him.

His hand holding the spoon froze.

“It’s not good to waste food.”

He swore to protect his pure and innocent high school girl image.

Then he got up, took the bowl and spoon, and walked to the sink to wash them.

Sheng Yuan rolled up his sleeves and approached, “I’ll wash them.”

But Yu Zuojin didn’t let him touch them.

Sheng Yuan leaned over next to him, “Give me one.”

But Yu Zuojin didn’t give him any.

“You can’t do it.”

What’s so difficult about washing dishes?

Yu Zuojin couldn’t help boasting, “I can.”

Sheng Yuan: “If you can, why can’t I?”

Yu Zuojin: “I’m a professional in this.”

“…”

Specialized in dishwashing for two and a half years.

After Yu Zuojin finished washing the dishes, he pulled Sheng Yuan back to the table. While looking at the questions, he peeled an orange for Sheng Yuan. Sheng Yuan, on the other hand, lowered his head and looked at the song the headmaster sent to his phone. It was the song he would sing at the upcoming Hundred Days Ceremony in a few days.

To be honest, Sheng Yuan wasn’t socially anxious, but he cared about his image. He was confident, but not confident enough to sing in front of an audience.

But the headmaster had high expectations for him.

After silently practicing a few times, Sheng Yuan reached out and poked Yu Zuojin.

Yu Zuojin turned his head and glanced at him.

Got it.

He leaned over.

Smack!

Sheng Yuan covered Yu Zoujin’s mouth as he leaned closer.

Don’t understand too much.

Yu Zuojin’s mouth and nose were covered, and his pair of black eyes stared at him.

Sheng Yuan: “There are people around.”

Yu Zuojin looked around, and there were only the two of them in the kitchen.

“Woof!”

Yu Zuojin lowered his gaze.

The corgi hopped around on its pitiful short legs: Here, I’m here.

“… “

Sheng Yuan let go of his mouth, “Listen to me sing a song.”

A song?

Sheng Yuan saw Yu Zuojin’s puzzled expression amd explained: “I’m going to sing it at the swearing in ceremony in a few days.”

There won’t be an accompaniment, just a microphone, and he had to handle the pitch by himself.

Yu Zuojin put down the pen and prepared to listen.

There was nothing to be embarrassed about in front of Yu Zuojin. Sheng Yuan cleared his throat and got into the zone.

Two seconds later, a lark unleashed its magnificent voice.

By the time the song ended, the corgi on the floor was lying motionless.

Sheng Yuan looked at Yu Zuojin expectantly, “Is it good?”

Yu Zuojin: “…”

This was the first time Yu Zuojin fell into silence when facing Sheng Yuan.

After a few seconds, “It’s good.”

Truly Ambitious: How impressive. You’re not afraid of being struck by lightning.

It looked at the motionless gas tank on the ground.

Even the dog died after hearing that.

Sheng Yuan: “Is it really good?”

“Really.” Yu Zuojin looked at Sheng Yuan without hesitation, “I think it’s good.”

Sheng Yuan’s lips curled up gradually with a smile.

He rubbed his head bashfully, ”I don’t think I sang very well.”

Yu Zuojin affirmed once again, “It’s good.”

Sheng Yuan’s eyes lit up.

Truly Ambitious: “…”

It’s over, now he’s become more confident.

A few days before the swearing in ceremony, the headmaster called Sheng Yuan aside.

“You have memorized the lyrics and the song, right?”

Sheng Yuan was skilled in everything he did. The headmaster knew his temperament and wasn’t worried, he was just checking.

“No problem,” Sheng Yuan replied.

The headmaster looked at his fearless appearance.

“Sing the song for me, I want to listen.”

After all, all the students would have to sing along later.

Sheng Yuan didn’t refuse. After days of repeated practice and encouragement from Yu Zuojin, Sheng Yuan’s confidence was enough to swallow him uo

He opened his mouth and sang the song once, then looked at the headmaster.

“How was it?”

The headmaster: “…”

Silence was tonight’s companion.

Sheng Yuan: “I had someone listen to it before, and they said I sang it well.”

The headmaster’s brow twitched, “Who did you have listen?”

“Yu Zuojin.”

The headmaster remembered the cochlear implant on Yu Zuojin’s ears.

“…”

Couldn’t you find someone with better hearing?

The headmaster coughed, “You…”

He coughed again, “Sheng Yuan…”

It’s over;!

These two words appeared deep in Iron Head’s mind.

The current situation was almost irreparable unless Sheng Yuan didn’t sing this song. But what will he do during the three-minute duration? Could he go up and perform a feat like shattering a boulder with his head?

“Sheng Yuan, haven’t you noticed that…”

“What?”

“That there might be some issues with the song you sang.”

Sheng Yuan never doubted himself, “Really?”

“No?”

“No.”

“…”

As decisive as always.

The headmaster looked at Sheng Yuan, who didn’t know how he would die socially in a while, “Your acceptance letter for early admission is coming.”

If you can’t bear the burden of a dark past later, you can take the acceptance letter and walk away.

After the school leaders finished speaking, it was soon Sheng Yuan’s turn to go on stage.

The academic bully, the legendary figure, the best fighter, early admission to Qingbei, appeared on television, and loyal fans everywhere. Sheng Yuan stood on the stage, and applause and cheers swept over him like waves.

“Brother Sheng!!!”

“I love you, Brother Sheng!!!”

“Brother Sheng is awesome!!!”

Sheng Yuan took the microphone.

“Hello, everyone. I’m Sheng Yuan from Class 6 of Year 3. Today, as a student representative, I will give a speech at the Hundred Days Teacher’s swearing in Ceremony.”

“You are all the bright sun, radiant and warm. We are all like the wind and rain…”

“I hope that in the days to come, we will soar like eagles and swallows, achieving great success.”

His voice was clear, filled with the determination of youth. All his bold words were not mere empty promises; they would all be fulfilled.

After reciting the oath, it was time for the singing part.

The students below were filled with anticipation until Sheng Yuan opened his mouth with the microphone.

A demonic sound entered their ears.

Xia Zhiqi stood still.

He was dumbfounded.

Who was responsible for that sound just now?

Who poisoned Brother Sheng’s voice? Bao Juan! My Brother Sheng’s voice! Bao Juan!!

*Bao Juan, a character in the TV series “The Legend of Zhen Huan”, An Lingrong’s personal maid. In the darama, An Lingrong and Gua Lu have been at odds for a long time. Because An Lingrong is favored due to her singing voice, Gua Lu tampers with the soothing soup she uses before going to bed. An Lingrong drank it without knowing it, and when she got up the next day to call Bao Juan, she found that she could not speak normally, and she kept crying out in a hoarse voice : “Bao Juan! My voice? Bao Juan!

After Sheng Yuan finished singing a line, the audience was supposed to sing along, but Sheng Yuan’s singing was so bad that everyone was stunned.

It’s over!

The headmaster turned his back, unable to bear watching.

The next moment, a hoarse, tuneless, dry voice emerged from the crowd.

Yu Zuojin followed Sheng Yuan and sang along.

In front of a large crowd, all eyes were on them.

Even Qi Sheng, who was behind them, was dumbfounded.

Yu Zuojin never liked people are his voice.

His brothers behind him started to murmur.

“Fuck, Brother Yu is singing.”

Qi Sheng listened to the discussions beside him.

“Damn it, what’s the song? Everyone, sing along!”

Then, the first group of tone-deaf students ignited the first round of the singing segment.

Xiao Pang: “Fuck, Brother Dog, we can’t be outdone.”

Xia Zhiqi raised his voice, “Sing louder!”

For a moment, the campus of No.1 Middle School turned into a wolf’s den.

With more people, other students joined in as well.

Sheng Yuan’s performance would be forever engraved in the history of No.1 Middle School.

Watching the howling wolves below the stage and Sheng Yuan, who didn’t seem to notice anything amiss.

Truly Ambitious: This bastard, this is really your glorious era.

Author’s Note:

Yu Zoujin: It’s really good. If you don’t believe it, listen.

Corgi: I’m dead.