[Author's Note: Xiang Yu: I refuse, long johns.]
Chapter Fifty-Eight: I'll calculate it for you if you miss out.
Chapter 58 A Late Turn: I'll give you one... never mind.
"……Grass."
Yang Shuhuan felt he had completely lost face here today, so he didn't dare to look up and didn't pay attention to Xiang Yu's confused and bewildered expression. Under Gu Chen's gaze, he secretly withdrew his hand and buried his face behind the books, feeling ashamed.
Wang Zehao, standing next to him, was trying so hard not to laugh that his round face turned red, and his body trembled with each laugh.
"I'm telling you, Huanhuan, stop making wild guesses."
Wang Zehao laughed, but didn't forget to comfort his good brother. He whispered, afraid that the people in the front row would hear, "Even if Brother Chen is gay, it doesn't affect the fact that the three of us are close friends."
Wang Zehao didn't even think before he said the second half of the sentence; he just said it offhand.
Yang Shuhuan didn't just listen casually; he actually thought about it seriously.
After thinking it over, it really makes sense.
If Chen is really gay, the three of them will still be best friends. Does sexual orientation affect their friendship?
Of course, we can't let it interfere.
As long as it's not handled internally, everything is fine.
Once she understood, she became much more open-minded, and Yang Shuhuan's worldview, which had been shattered under the table, began to heal.
His thoughts were wandering, wondering if his brother Chen might come out to his family in the future, and he and Wang Zehao would need to help persuade Aunt Jiang and Uncle Gu.
This was treated as a minor incident, and no one except the parties involved took it to heart. Now that the parties involved have let it go, the others have long since forgotten about it.
If you forget about it, you're a ghost.
Xiang Yu couldn't understand why Yang Shuhuan would suddenly act so strangely.
Could it be that we've discovered something?
He looked back and saw that Yang Shuhuan did not appear to be acting abnormally.
"..." Let's take it one step at a time.
As soon as the school bell rang, the group rushed to the drama club's activity room to get the kitten to the vet for a check-up as quickly as possible.
It's nothing serious, just that the kitten was hungry for too long. The lady at the vet even made some pet-specific goat milk powder and fed it to the kitten using a syringe with the needle removed.
"The kitten is still small, so one to two milliliters at a time is enough. You can feed it more after it opens its eyes."
"Okay, sure."
"You can stimulate the excretion by rubbing it with a wet tissue or cotton swab."
The shop assistant taught him step by step, and several boys gathered around to learn attentively. Gu Chen opened his phone's notes app and meticulously recorded all the important points.
One or two were the first to experience what it's like to be a stay-at-home dad.
They all arrived in the Xu siblings' private car, and when they left, the driver took each of them back home.
After getting into the car, Xu Youluo glanced back at the seats and saw that they were all boys. She asked, "Where's my sister?"
Everyone else shook their heads, but Gu Chen responded, "Yeah, I asked her to buy me something."
Gu Chen was trying to place the little fish in Xiang Yu's outstretched palm. The little fish had its eyes closed, and it was hard to tell whether it was asleep or awake. It was like it had a radar; as soon as it touched Xiang Yu, it started whimpering.
"Can't my deskmate even touch you?" Gu Chen gently pinched the back of Yu Zai's neck, and Yu Zai whimpered again.
As Xu Youqing got into the car carrying shopping bags, she saw this scene of a loving father and filial son.
"..." Xu Youqing rolled her eyes, too lazy to complain, and handed the sealed shopping bag to Gu Chen.
The plain, opaque paper bag doesn't reveal its contents until it's opened, but the packaging style resembles that of clothing.
"Thanks." Gu Chen took the bag, weighed it in his hand, but didn't open it.
"It's nothing, I'm just happy to help others." Xu Youqing said expressionlessly, but gave Xiang Yu a strange smile.
Xiang Yu listened to the public announcements from his brain system and didn't notice Xu Youqing's reaction.
-System: Xuanwu (Turtle) Constellation, Morality Index %2B5
After the gathering ended that day, in addition to having their respective morality scores made transparent, Xiangyu also learned how other constellations obtained their morality scores.
Others either donated money to charity or to spread warmth and kindness.
Zhu Yang is a charity ambassador for a certain brand, and Xu Yubai's name is recorded on the annual charity list.
The Xu siblings are not short of money; they occasionally donate money and often do small favors.
According to Xu Youqing at the time, helping others with small favors usually adds to one's moral standing; even the smallest favor is still a favor, and she and Xu Youluo were both happy to help.
Only by being unconventional and unorthodox can moral values be primarily determined through entrapment enforcement.
Furthermore, Xiang Yu asked another question at the time: Logically speaking, since the system travels back and forth, the Xu siblings and Gu Chen should have known each other for longer, so why was his first meeting with Gu Chen the first meeting between the system and Gu Chen?
At the time, Xu Youqing said that apart from being warned by the system when she hired someone to beat up Li Yue, she had hardly seen the system since high school.
What the system does on a regular basis is a mystery.
Distracted by the system notification, Xiang Yu's thoughts were thrown off course, and he forgot what he had originally wanted to ask Gu Chen about.
So much so that the next day, when Xiang Yu saw what Gu Chen had bought, he said that if Gu Chen had told him about it, he would have unhesitatingly opened the car window and thrown it out.
"You son of a bitch..." Xiang Yu didn't know how to curse the other person anymore.
The God of War, Baihu, was utterly devastated and now only wanted to deliver a punch to his opponent.
The classroom was noisy during break time. Yang Shuhuan and Wang Zehao were engrossed in playing PUBG with Zhang Boyuan, and no one noticed what was happening to them.
Xiang Yu gripped the opening of the packaging bag tightly, afraid that others would see what was inside.
"You..." Xiang Yu ground his back teeth as he asked the other person, "What are you thinking?"
"Huh?" Gu Chen blinked. "I don't think anyone would notice if I wore this."
As Gu Chen spoke, he felt particularly justified. He rescued the packaging bag from Xiang Yu's hands, opened the bag, and said, "A girl wore this on the court last time. My cousin said it was lined with fleece and warm." He then made Xiang Yu look inside more closely.
I'll give you a piece of my mind.
Xiang Yu didn't know why this guy was so obsessed with long johns, and no one had noticed yet. If they had, he could have transferred schools again.
Be the first person to transfer schools due to social death.
During class, Gu Chen would take the time to nag him in detail, and after the political class, Gu Chen would start nagging on and on.
Xiang Yu felt a buzzing in her head, a buzzing sound with content, as if she had been nagged all morning. Xiang Yu wondered if Gu Chen still didn't have a complete understanding of her since they started dating.
The school bully wore a pair of sheer tights.
How could this idiot come up with such a thing?
Gu Chen was still patiently trying to persuade him when she saw her boyfriend raise his fist at her.
System: A friendly reminder: Flirting is fine, but given the White Tiger Constellation's current rage level, this punch is not suitable as a means of flirting.
System: Don't blame me for not warning you, hitting 80 points is no joke. Here's a number: 80 for a big punch and 40 for a small punch. I bet you don't just want to hit one punch.
System: Let me put it this way, given the current situation, this punch could kill you.
Grass.
Left with no other option, he compromised in a different way.
"I'm wearing long johns, but I don't want to see this thing, okay?"
"No problem."
[Author's Note: Xu Youqing: At first I refused to help him, but I had no choice; he even gave me morality points. Sigh.]
Chapter Fifty-Nine: He was used to being left out, without batting an eye.
Chapter 59: In the End: I'm used to it, I don't even blush or skip a beat.
The dean said that the school's special cultural festival was being held on a large scale. At first, we didn't realize it, but then, with only three days left before the official performance, we had two rehearsals: one to go through the procedures and one for the whole group.
It took up two whole afternoons.
The gymnasium was decorated by the school, with colorful ribbons hung up and balloons attached.
It has that air of being a grand and extravagant event.
On the day of the special cultural festival, the main gate of No. 1 Middle School was opened, and the parent committees of each grade were invited to come and watch. A banner was hung at the entrance of the gymnasium, and a stand-up poster was also made.
When I arrived this morning, I overheard some senior high school students around me complaining that they had never seen such dedication before, and that this year's scale of activity clearly indicated that some high-ranking officials were coming to visit.
Xiang Yu went back to class first. The cultural festival started promptly at nine o'clock in the morning, and we had to gather at the gymnasium at eight-thirty. The girls were busy with makeup and changing clothes, and there was quite a rush.
Xiang Yu usually arrives early at this time, and there are hardly any people in the classroom. It's probably because today is a special day, and everyone is too excited. When Xiang Yu arrived, Zhang Boyuan, who usually arrives the latest, was being made up by the girls.
"Sister Tang, Sister Tang, I really don't need to wear makeup!" Zhang Boyuan struggled desperately and shouted, "I even applied my mom's skincare products this morning, isn't that enough!"
Tang Yue took the powder puff in her hand, smeared some foundation on the back of her hand, spread it out and smeared it on Zhang Boyuan's face. Hearing this, she explained to him, "Skincare products are skincare products, and cosmetics are cosmetics. They are different. You're supposed to be in the drama club." She patted the powder puff on his face a couple of times, and when she saw that it couldn't be spread, she started to complain, "Tsk, even with skincare products on, your face is still cakey. Ai Ru! Hand me the spray bottle, this guy's face is too dry."
Wang Airu was applying makeup to Zhang Zitong when she heard this, so she grabbed a small blue spray bottle and threw it over.
Goodness.
This was the first time Xiang Yu had ever seen such a scene. He glanced around the classroom and saw the other boys gathered in the back row, laughing heartily at Wang Zehao.
"What are you doing?" Xiang Yu walked to Gu Chen's side.
Gu Chen was happily recording a video on his phone when he saw Xiang Yu turn the camera around and started acting out his own story: "Today is the 59th Special Cultural Festival of Xinfeng No.1 Middle School, and it's also my deskmate, Xiang Yu's, first time performing on stage at the school..."
Xiang Yu didn't know what was wrong with Gu Chen. Feeling uncomfortable in front of the camera, she reached out and covered the phone, saying, "Stop recording. What are you doing?"
"Sigh." Gu Chen turned off his phone and put it in his pocket. He moved to the side of the table to make room for Xiang Yu and pulled him to sit next to him. "Tang Yue said this is stage makeup, and it has to be done, otherwise there will be no stage effect."
Xiang Yu was also in the choir, sitting in the last row of boys in a corner, not very noticeable.
Gu Chen helped him write it down; the other party specially registered him after learning that he had never participated in any activities since childhood.
They said they would help him take the first step in overcoming his social anxiety.
At that time, Xiang Yu felt that this was the first step.