"Is there a problem?" Qin Chu raised an eyebrow and stared at him. "These are your rules, and they are also my rules."
Zhao Yuan's eyebrows twitched, but he remained silent.
Qin Chu is right. They are essentially the same, and both are extremely arrogant about their abilities.
“I won, this land is mine. You go back to your studies and take your college entrance exam as scheduled,” Qin Chu said.
Zhao Yuan stroked his chin, finding it quite amusing: "Is this some kind of attempt to steal my territory? What if I win?"
"If you win, everything is up to you."
"I can do whatever I want?" Zhao Yuan braced himself against the ground and changed from sitting to squatting.
Qin Chu did not answer, which was obviously an admission.
He turned his back to Zhao Yuan and walked back, his attitude incredibly arrogant.
"Okay, I promise you."
Zhao Yuan stood up.
In their previous interactions, Qin Chu had threatened to beat him up countless times, but it was always just talk, and the occasional kick he received was barely a scratch.
But this time Zhao Yuan knew that his deskmate was serious.
"Ouch~ My dear deskmate, you're really ruthless."
赵远躲过秦楚扫过来的腿，舔了舔嘴边被揍出来的伤口。
This was the first time in his life that Zhao Yuan had been lectured. He didn't feel aggrieved; instead, he felt a strange sense of novelty.
When Qin Chu knocked him to the ground, Zhao Yuan couldn't help but ask, "Classmate, which school do you want to apply to?"
Zhao Yuan had never thought about university, but now he couldn't help but think that going to the same university as Qin Chu seemed like a good idea.
Because Zhao Yuan was always causing trouble, this exchange lasted an unusually long time. They fought from morning until afternoon, and it wasn't until Qin Chu heard his stomach growling that it finally ended.
Two sections of the platform collapsed under the weight of the footsteps. Zhao Yuan lay beside one of the holes, his chest heaving rapidly.
It wasn't that he liked lying down next to the hole to rest; it was just that Qin Chu was too heartless and kicked him directly.
The sun was blazing, shining directly on Zhao Yuan's face.
He was in high spirits and seemed able to continue, but when he opened his eyes he saw his hand blocking the sun.
The hand was trembling slightly, not from nervousness or excitement, but from overuse of the muscles.
Qin Chu sat not far away, his hands resting on his knees, and beads of sweat dripped from his almost transparent white fingertips. Judging from the rise and fall of his shoulders, his breathing was obviously a little rapid.
Zhao Yuan put his hand on his eyelids and sighed, "Hey, I'm done fighting, I surrender. My little brother, my territory is all yours, and now I'm yours too."
He managed to make a perfectly reasonable statement about numbers sound awkward and incoherent. Qin Chu gave a light snort, taking it as a response.
After resting for a while, Qin Chu stepped forward and kicked the corpse lying on the ground: "Get up."
If we don't go back for dinner soon, we'll starve.
Zhao Yuan lay on the ground, acting like a spoiled child: "I won't get up. My leg is broken. You have to take responsibility for me."
Qin Chu: "..."
Doesn't he know whether his leg was broken or not?
Although they fought fiercely, their aim was to subdue the other person, not to send them to the hospital.
"Hurry up, or your leg will really break."
Qin Chu kicked him again, but Zhao Yuan grabbed his leg instead.
Qin Chu raised an eyebrow. Was this another fight?
Zhao Yuan wasn't that masochistic; he just clung to Qin Chu's leg and lamented, "Ugh, I can't take it anymore, I'm so tired, I can't get up. Can you carry me, deskmate?"
Qin Chu kicked the person away and then flipped off the platform.
Zhao Yuan sat up with a laugh, inwardly complaining about how damn indifferent he was. A hug isn't a kiss, why did he run away?
Yang and the others had no idea that after just one weekend, they had been betrayed by their boss.
The fight on Saturday didn't have much of an impact on Qin Chu. However, when he woke up in the morning and saw some bruises on his legs, he couldn't help but complain to Noah in his mind, "Zhao Yuan is quite skilled."
Noah immediately activated AI-style comfort, pulling out a table to tell Qin Chu how much his various physical attributes had decreased after being limited by the world, and finally concluded: "In the real world, you certainly wouldn't get serious just because you're fighting a little kid."
Qin Chu: "..." This consolation doesn't sound quite right.
Zhao Yuan is in a rather unfortunate situation.
Yesterday, Qin Chu choked him. Qin Chu had a lot of strength, and the next morning, a ring of bruises appeared on his neck. The marks hadn't faded by Monday, making him look like he had been a victim of domestic violence.
After fiddling around for a while, Zhao Yuan finally pulled out a scarf to cover himself up.
The two met outside the classroom. Qin Chu glanced at Zhao Yuan and felt that something seemed off, but she didn't think about it and went into the classroom.
Today, the sports committee member was in charge of discipline. Zhao Yuan followed Qin Chu in, but was stopped: "Hey, classmate, did you go to the wrong classroom?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Chu stopped and looked over, only to see Zhao Yuan draw a line on the tip of his nose with his finger before saying to the sports committee member, "You just got a haircut, why aren't you allowed in?"
It was only then that Qin Chu realized that Zhao Yuan had actually cut his overly long bangs, finally revealing his eyebrows and eyes.
I didn't recognize my classmate because he got a new fringe! This is so embarrassing! The sports committee member quickly waved his hand, "It's just that you suddenly became so handsome, I'm not used to it!"
What I was really thinking was, "Who the hell gets a haircut that makes them look like a completely different person?"
Zhao Yuan shamelessly accepted the Sports Committee's compliments and followed Qin Chu back to his seat.
"How could you bear to show your face?" Qin Chu glanced at him. Having seen Zhao Yuan's cowardly appearance with his hair covering his eyes so often, for some reason, Qin Chu always felt that this guy looked extremely irritating when he showed his face.
Zhao Yuan then seriously took out his phone, used the screen as a mirror to look at himself, and said, "Handsome, right? Just take this as a symbol of my reformation."
Turning over a new leaf? He's brazenly pulling out his phone; it's obvious he's dropped all pretense and is running wildly through school!
Qin Chu ignored him.
Thinking about what happened a couple of days ago just makes me feel exhausted.
Raising children is so difficult, Qin Chu is now even more certain that his father adopted him back then because he lost a bet on the warship and had no choice but to take him in. Otherwise, who would have nothing better to do than bring a troublemaker home to cause themselves more problems?
However, Qin Chu was in no mood to care whether Zhao Yuan brought his phone or not.
He'd be incredibly grateful if this guy just took the college entrance exam obediently.
Although Zhao Yuan's changes didn't cause a huge uproar in the class, they did distract almost half of the students during morning reading time. Almost all of these students were girls.
Zhou Sisi's ears were practically calloused from the constant screaming, as her two deskmates on either side of her were each holding one of her arms.
"Wow, Zhao Yuan looks really handsome today!"
"What was your name before? The handsome guy whose good looks were ruined by his hairstyle?"
"I never expected that there would be such high-quality boys in our class..."
Qin Chu was very unhappy with his studies.
His senses are very sharp, so he is extremely sensitive to other people's gazes. Right now, he feels like he is being looked at from all 360 degrees around him.
That's not even the worst part.
Zhao Yuan, that idiot, wore a scarf today, twirling the tassels as he read. The tassels seemed to be doing it on purpose, occasionally brushing against Qin Chu's arms and hands, a light and ticklish sensation.
The more you give Zhao Yuan a look, the more smug he becomes.
Qin Chu initially tried to hold back, but eventually couldn't take it anymore and grabbed the scarf, pulling the person over: "Can't you fucking study properly?"
Zhao Yuan laughed and turned the tables: "Hey, deskmate, let's be reasonable. You're the one disturbing my study right now."
"Why are you wearing a scarf in this weather? Take it off quickly." Qin Chu let go of his hand and let him take care of it himself.
Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, Zhao Yuan shamelessly pulled the scarf closer, saying, "I dare not take this off. I'm only wearing this scarf because of you, aren't I?"
As he spoke, he pulled his scarf open a little to show Qin Chu the marks on his neck: "Look, look, aren't these all your doing?"
At this moment, half of the class's eyes were fixed on this side.
Zhao Yuan, that idiot, didn't lower his voice at all when he spoke.
Even during morning reading sessions, even if students who were a little further away couldn't hear it, everyone heard it clearly through word of mouth from enthusiastic people.
It was supposed to be morning reading time, but the entire class fell into an eerie silence for a moment, then chorused a strange "Oh~" in unison.
Chapter 24, First Story (22)
Qin Chu's face was almost cracked from the cold.
At this moment, Zhao Yuan leaned over for a look, and then, as if to add insult to injury, pointed at Qin Chu's neck and said, "Hey, deskmate, look, you have one here too! Here it is..."
With his cool fingertips touching the delicate skin of Zhao Yuan's neck, Qin Chu reached out and grabbed Zhao Yuan's hand. With a sudden pull, Zhao Yuan cried out in pain and collapsed onto the table.
His acting was so superb that you'd think he had a broken arm.
"You better study hard!" Qin Chu threatened, enunciating each word clearly.
He just couldn't understand how there could be such a deserving person who would get even more energetic the more he was beaten.
The incident involving Zhao Yuan's bangs continued into the afternoon.
Teachers often ask him questions, so every class, a teacher stares at him for a long time.
The English teacher was known for her flamboyant style. While other teachers would just observe and ponder, this "devil" directly teased, "Oh, which class's handsome guy is this? Did he wander into the wrong classroom?"
Zhao Yuan laughed, looking quite embarrassed: "Not particularly handsome, just average-looking."
Qin Chu: "..." How could he be so shameless?
The English teacher laughed so hard she almost fell over: "I've disliked your bangs for a long time. Do you two have X-ray vision or something? Otherwise, why would you have decided to grow them so long?"
Faced with this question, Zhao Yuan pondered for a moment before saying, "Perhaps... I should challenge myself?"
In an instant, both students and teachers turned their attention to Qin Chu, clearly recalling the scene when this famous quote appeared in Class One last time.
Then came an uncontrollable burst of laughter.
The English teacher, with one hand on the podium and the other pointing at Zhao Yuan, said, "Hey, you can't do that. I made Cheng Cheng your deskmate so that you would assimilate him, not so that he would assimilate you!"
Qin Chu, who was inexplicably mentioned, was speechless.