Yu Jin paused for a moment, hesitated for a second, then stepped forward and whispered, "...Teacher."
The teacher had heard that Yu Lan had a twin brother, but since she taught Class 3, and little Yu Jin was like a ghost who appeared and disappeared without a trace, she had never seen him.
Looking at it now, I suddenly realized that the child's features hadn't fully developed yet, but they looked so alike!
"Can you sing?" The female teacher asked without thinking, and Yu Jin replied without thinking either, "Yes."
"You're the one," the female teacher said. "Your sister will teach you at noon, and you'll lead the singing at the performance this afternoon, understand? Someone will tell you what time to gather later. Okay, you can go now."
Yu Jin stared blankly at the female teacher until she disappeared from sight. When he turned around, he was met with hostility from a group of children led by Yu Lan.
Yu Lan's eyes were red and brimming with tears, and her voice was terribly hoarse: "Why?!"
Yu Jin was speechless and habitually lowered his head.
Yu Lan opened her mouth to curse, but having never cursed anyone before, she didn't know what to say. After a long while, she let out a sob and turned to run away.
"Yu Lan!" "Wait for me—"
Everyone followed suit and ran off in a flurry.
Little Bie Si: "A melodramatic soap opera."
The grumpy guy: "What a soap opera!"
Bei Sining: "Hmph."
Wen Zheng remained silent.
He had a vague feeling that this story would definitely not have a good ending.
After all, Yu Jin looks like a pervert now.
Moreover, more than the plot, an inexplicable anxiety lingered around him, as if he had fallen into a web full of tests from the moment he entered this instance.
If everything in this story is real, under what circumstances would someone reveal such a tragic past to others? Not every student who has been bullied in school has the courage to reopen old wounds as an adult, especially since Yu Jin doesn't seem to be doing so well.
If it weren't for the fact that this instance took at least half a year to plan and produce, he might even have thought it was related to the previous incident of being inexplicably doxxed.
But this matter was no longer his responsibility. Even if the other party gave him a 20-pound suitcase, he couldn't possibly carry the suitcase to Dongcheng, bring Cui Tiantian to him, and give him a 20-session psychological counseling session...
His own life is a mess, and he doesn't even know if he'll have a tomorrow.
Despite his thoughts, he quickly assigned tasks: "Here's the plan: 'Grumpy Guy' will follow the protagonist, 'Almost Suffocating' will follow Yu Lan, and Bei Sining and I will follow the teacher. We'll meet up again after this, and communicate via the location panel. Any questions?"
The grumpy guy: "What did you call me?"
Little Bitter: "Huh?"
Bei Sining: "...Let's go, let's go."
Quickly shaking off the two furious roars of the people behind him, Wen Zheng glanced at the live chat and, as expected, the screen was filled with "hahahaha".
The corridor was filled with youthful energy, with children laughing or screaming with great enthusiasm.
Wen Zheng deliberately sent them away. Bei Si Ning quietly followed behind him, her footsteps so light that they reminded him of Da Hei.
"Did you run around like this when you were a kid?" Bei Sining finally managed to come up with a topic she felt was safe to ask, but Wen Zheng quickly retorted, "What's it to you?"
Bei Sining: "…………"
He tried to control himself, but the downturned corners of his mouth still revealed his displeasure.
Wen Zheng wasn't actually that angry. He had been steeped in disappointment for too long. Bei Sining's sweet talk made him forget that unfulfilled desires were the main theme of his life.
So he glanced at Bei Sining indifferently, even smiled, and avoided his gaze, saying, "Just kidding. Before I transferred schools in elementary school, I was just an ordinary person. I neither bullied others nor was I bullied. After I transferred schools, I rarely came to school."
"Hmm?" Bei Sining, unfamiliar with these regulations, said confidently, "Then they'll still just run around aimlessly."
As he spoke, a boy carrying a paper airplane whizzed down the corridor, making "biubiubiubiu" and "boom boom boom" sounds, which made the teacher in front of him yell angrily: "No running in the corridor!"
The lingering melody instantly triggered a flood of memories.
Under the sunlight, the carefree days of the boy in the t-shirt drifted by with the fluttering hem of his shirt, and then came to an abrupt end.
Coming to his senses, Wen Zheng said, "Hmm, can run and jump, like an idiot—what misunderstanding do you have about me? You weren't considered an idiot if you didn't jump when you were little? I see you are now..."
The pause was a bit long, and Bei Sining stared at him.
Wen Zheng mouthed: Jumping and yelling, like an idiot.
"…………" What a humiliating disgrace!
Bei Sining was furious, but Wen Zheng followed the teacher into the office first, closing the door behind him with a bang.
Bei Sining was turned away and angrily waited until the next elementary school student delivering homework opened the door before following them inside. The female teacher who had just been there was standing on the left by the window, being scolded by a middle-aged man. The first thing she heard was, "Are you confused?"
"No rehearsal, can't even participate in the choir, and you want to be the lead singer? What if something goes wrong, how are we going to explain to the leaders! Xiao Wang, you didn't handle this well, you didn't think it through! If the lead singer is sick, just pick someone from the choir to fill in, right? How can you not even be flexible? Even if the choir members don't sing well, they were carefully selected beforehand, which is better than just grabbing someone off the street, right? Looks like them? The leaders haven't seen the rehearsal, what does it have to do with looking like them!?"
The female teacher was extremely ashamed. She realized that her logic had just been assimilated by the elementary school student, mainly because Yu Lan kept pulling her and crying, which made her feel annoyed.
"Team leader, I understand... Okay, I'll get on it right away."
The group leader snorted, "Hurry up! There's only one class left this morning, and the performance is this afternoon!"
"Alright, alright!" The female teacher raised her voice, grabbing a male student who came to deliver homework: "Which class are you in?"
“Ah… Class 3.” The male student was taken aback.
"Please pass on a message for the teacher: to Yu... Yu something, you know, Yu Lan's younger brother, okay?"
A shadow crossed the boy's eyes: "Hmm."
"Tell him he doesn't need to come to the choir this afternoon."
"...Okay, teacher."
Wen Zheng and Bei Sining exchanged a glance, said nothing, and followed the boy out of the office.
They all recognized this person; he was tall and strong, the one who stripped Xiao Yujin of his clothes in the bathroom when they first entered the game, and then led a group to beat him up.
- I got goosebumps.
-It can't be what I'm thinking, can it?
- It hurts
Why did I instinctively want the platinum trophy? I've been stuck on the story so far, who wants to see the story?
- We're not even halfway there yet, can't some people have a little more patience? You'll be stuck when things get tough later on, and all you're doing is screaming and yelling, you're so damn hard to please.
-May fans, have some shame. I'm just telling the truth, okay?
-mayha, have some shame. They got the platinum rating, not something you can achieve with your words, so shut up, okay?
-Stop making a fuss, I'm crying so hard, I hate school bullying!!!
I cried my eyes out, Z's fairytale romance.
-The question mark at the front?
- Hahahahaha
-This fairytale romance is hilarious! Didn't you guys see it? Zheng Ge explained that Zhu was jumping and yelling like an idiot.
-! ? ? ? ?
- I saw it
I just want to know, where did Mingzhu jump, and how did she call out?
-Too outrageous, reported!
So they're really not going to broadcast anymore? I'll die of loneliness. I want to lie between them for a whole night.
-lifetime
-Don't talk about what came before...
-Can my little brother really not sing anymore? He really loves to sing. The way he sang by the window before was so beautiful; he's still just a child. The cruelest thing is giving someone hope only to disappoint them. I feel so bad for him.
-Although I think Mingzhu's analysis was right, what did the younger brother do wrong? It's not like he wanted to look like her. Maybe he imitates her because he sees his sister being favored and wants to be like her? Anyway, if I had a twin brother whose situation was completely opposite to mine, I would also want to be like him.
-It depends on your perspective. From the younger brother's point of view, it's really unfortunate. And the less confident he is, the harder it will be for him to become confident. What will he do when he grows up? I'm actually starting to worry about this with genuine concern... It's so heartbreaking to virtually raise a child like this, sob sob sob.
-Will he bounce back from rock bottom and become a flamboyant cross-dressing master?
-…………devil!
After dinner time, more and more viewers came to the live stream, and more and more people participated in the discussion.
When Wen Zheng saw the number of viewers, he was surprised to realize that this was the best traffic his company had received in a year. He smiled and thought, "It's a good ending, I guess."
The bullying boy came downstairs and arrived at their classroom door. The grumpy guy was sitting bored in an empty chair. Seeing them, he waved enthusiastically: "Hey, you're finally here!"
Wen Zheng shushed him and then pointed at the male classmate.
The three of them remained silent, watching him casually enter the classroom and return to his seat. After two minutes, he stood up again and left.
As expected.
After a while, Xiao Bisi also returned, and the four of them went to the corridor to talk.
"Is it not the little brother's turn to go on stage?" Little Biesi said angrily, "Damn it, that little brat who led the violence went to Yu Lan's class and was chatting and laughing with the girls in her class. The whole class knew that the teacher asked the little brother to replace Yu Lan, but then changed his mind a little while later!"
Wen Zheng turned his head to look at Xiao Yujin, who was quiet but secretly excited: "But he doesn't know."
"What?" Little Bie Si's eyes widened.
"Hey, that's bullying," said the grumpy guy. "The teacher told that little brat to tell the little brother, but the little brat didn't say anything. The little brother is still thinking he's going to lead the singing, and he's so happy!"
Wen Zheng suddenly straightened up from his leaning position against the wall, and the irritable guy asked in surprise, "What are you doing?"
“Tell him.” Wen Zheng went in and knocked on Xiao Yujin’s table.
Xiao Yu Jin hesitated before looking up: "Mr. Ghost?"
"You can't sing anymore." Wen Zheng looked down at him with a cold gaze.
"Huh? The teacher asked me to sing it."
He said he wouldn't allow it anymore.
"No, it won't happen." Xiao Yujin smiled, his eyes crinkling. His face, which resembled his sister's by eight parts, added to his charm, making him a very lovable child.
Bei Sining had already come up behind Wen Zheng, pressed his shoulder to calm him down, and said in a deep voice, "Your teacher lied to you."
Xiao Yujin reiterated, "No way."