Why are there scars on your ear
Making him crossdress, either he dies, or the rest of the class dies.
Regardless, donât even think about it.
Song Yan turned his head to look at Xia Zhiye.
Xia Zhiye: â?â
Song Yan: â.â
Xia Zhiye: ââ¦â¦â
Fine.
A certain someone must get what they want.
Xia Zhiye lazily tilted his head, then supported it with his hand: âLook at my pure white skin, my pitch-black hair, then look at my bright red lips, donât you think Iâm quite suitable for playing a female role?â
Audience: ââ¦â¦â
Kong Xiaoxiao felt a headache coming on: âXia Zhiye, get a grip. Youâre too tall, who would act as the male lead for you? Also, we definitely canât get a wedding dress for the final scene thatâs your size, wouldnât it be pointless.â
Xia Zhiye tilted his head, then looked at Song Yan, looking quite aggrieved: âThey donât want me.â
Song Yan: ââ¦â¦â
Who the fuck cares.
The little fatty seized the opportunity to encourage: âYan ge, only you can take on this heavy responsibility. Just take it as sacrificing your life for the greater good. Anyways itâs just a man playing as a woman, other than the final scene with the butterfly wedding dress, youâll pretty much just be wearing menâs clothes, itâs no big deal1.â
âThatâs right, thatâs right. Weâre begging you, Yan ge. If we donât think of any other way, weâre going to be reduced to the gradeâs laughing stock again.â
âItâs true, I donât want to be kicked off the stage by the principal again.â
âAlso, isnât the prize enticing? Isnât eating barbecue enticing? Getting the prize money and eating barbecue isnât enticing?â
âYan ge, donât worry. As long as you agree, from now on youâll be my second father. As long as anyone provokes you, Iâll destroy them.â
Song Yan couldnât quite understand why this group of people were so passionate about such an idiotic matter, but the strange thing is, under the earnest and burning hopeful gazes of these idiots, he unexpectedly did not know how to reject them.
And as everyone knows, hesitation is a sign of defeat.
So in that short moment he was silent, Ruan Tian slapped the board while profiting from Song Yanâs misfortune: âGreat! Since classmate Song Yan didnât decline, then letâs do it like that! Letâs thank classmate Song Yan for his sacrifice! Everyone prepare for math class now!â
After saying this, she clacked away on her high heels as if to avoid being arrested for her crimes.
The other students also immediately stood up to applaud: âLetâs all thank classmate Song Yan for rising to the occasion to provide this grand contribution to our country! Everyone stand up, and warmly applaud!â
They stood up uniformly, their applause like thunder, rising to the clouds, as if vowing to give Song Yan no chance to back out of his role.
Luo Wei, who had walked into the classroom was shocked into stumbling: âDid Beijingâs bid for the Olympics succeed?â
Song Yan: ââ¦â¦â
Why did he have to come to this school.
The little fatty thought that after making such a fuss, the jianghu2Â of Class 1 ought to see some bloodshed.
At the very least, Xia Zhiye should have been killed twice.
However, other than putting on a sour expression all day, the big boss Song who had been sitting behind him actually did not do anything else.
Xia Zhiye seemed to not find this unexpected, and had even accepted the role of Liang Shanbo calmly.
Song Yan was annoyed: âAre you that idle?â
Xia Zhiye was very reasonable: âThey all canât match your good looks.â
Song Yan rewarded him with a cold phrase: âFuck off.â
âBut who is going to play Ma Wencai?â Xia Zhiye asked Kong Xiaoxiao.
Kong Xiaoxiao did not hesitate: âLiu Yue.â
â?â
37 pairs of eyes looked over with distrust.
Kong Xiaoxiao was exasperated: âThis is what Tian mei assigned. Wasnât Liu Yue absent from school for a week because he was sick? Tian mei said he knows heâs wrong, and reformed himself. So she wants us to pay more attention at this time, and give him a chance and not isolate him.â
The little fatty sighed: âAlthough I understand what Tian mei means, but under this kind of situation, making Yan ge and Liu Yue wear wedding attire together, it really is like a strong man locking up a boy3.â
âItâs fine. We can let him be a little green4. Anyways, the script is in our hands, we can take control of it.â School committee member Zhao Ruiwen stretched out his middle finger to push up his glasses, âSee how I can change something rotten into magic.â
ââ¦â¦â
Why does it feel unreliable.
Zhao Ruiwen was totally unaware of this lack of confidence, and continued to ask: âThen who will act as Zhu Yingtaiâs mother? They have quite a bit of scenes as theyâre the main actor of all the jokes, they canât be randomly chosen.â
Kong Xiaoxiao: âHow about Fang Chang.â
Zhao Ruiwen: âThatâs fine.â
Song Yan, who had been completing worksheets on the side, raised his head to ask the little fatty: âWhoâs Fang Chang?â
Little fatty: âIf I say itâs me, would you believe it.â
Song Yan: ââ¦â¦Sorry.â
You also canât blame him, from the start of school to now, it was as if no one had ever called little fattyâs real name. Also Song Yan was the type to perfectly implement âitâs none of my business, none of your business,â so not knowing the otherâs name was perfectly normal.
But the little fatty was a bit hurt, after all, he thought he was the person closest to Song Yan after Xia Zhiye.
Then Song Yan asked again: âHow come they all donât call you by your real name?â
Xia Zhiye responded sociably: âBecause thereâs an idiom, called âweâll cross that bridge when we get there.ââ
ââ¦â¦â Song Yan, âSorry.â
The little fatty was attacked for the second time, and quietly shed tears.
There was one good outcome from being forced to participate and act in the stage play, which was that one could brazenly and openly skip evening self-study.
It was decided that rehearsal was every night at 8:30pm.
In the middle, Song Yan had some free time to go pick up a package, then walked to the arts floor, and pushed open the door to the practice room.
âThe entire army is attacking â ââ
âOne versus three, or else you canât win.â
âHurry up, the flowers Iâve been waiting for have already withered~â
âOh my God, buy it buy it buy it!â
ââ¦â¦â
Sure enough, all living things on earth have their own reasons.
The low graduation rate isnât simply due to feng shui5.
Even the school committee member was entirely calm, correcting the script while playing on his phone: âThereâs still two or three weeks left until the Art Festival. If we practice now, weâll forget by the time we have to perform, so we might as well play first for a few days.â
The few girls in the dance troupe also gathered their heads in a circle: âThatâs right, staying in the classroom is too stuffy.â
Song Yan wasnât some goody two shoes student and evening self study really was too boring, but he felt that this wasnât any much better.
He turned and prepared to leave.
Xia Zhiye, who had been laying on the exercise mat playing Fight the Landlord6, lazily turned over: âGive it up, at this time you wonât be able to leave school.â
ââ¦â¦â
What kind of dumb rules did this school have.
Song Yan pulled up his backpack, then expressionlessly walked next to Xia Zhiye.
Xia Zhiye naturally moved over towards the inside, making space for Song Yan to sit down.
Then one sat with one pair of legs spread on the outside, and another sat laying down with a pair of bent legs. Each playing on their own cell phones, appearing quite harmonious.
Xia Zhiye originally planned to take advantage of this free time to take that dumb, rich lady up the rankings, but the other wasnât online. But this wasnât an issue, and he continued to fight the landlord.
But while fighting, he found that the teammate who matched with him played so poorly it raised oneâs hackles. After losing his beans7, he felt that it wasnât interesting to play any longer, and began to bother Song Yan.
At one point heâd play around with the belt on Song Yanâs clothes, then heâd pat around the otherâs waist, then heâd study and rub the back of the otherâs head.
Song Yan was annoyed to death by him, then directly turned around to kick him: âIf you donât want this hand anymore just tell me, I brought a knife with me.â
Xia Zhiye and Song Yan were friends for a while now, and had already transcended the point of life and death, and without any fluctuation, said: âI just found out that your ears are pierced.â
When he said this, Song Yan subconsciously rubbed his ears, then lowered his hands: âNone of your business.â
Then turned his back to the other.
Xia Zhiye gazed at Song Yanâs ears from the back, and found the shape of his ears to be very delicate.
Also perhaps it was because the otherâs skin was too white, his outer ear appeared very thin and looked nearly transparent under the light, as if surrounded in a halo of luster, like extremely high quality jade.
His earlobes were also very, very small, with an extremely small piercing on it, as if it were a cinnabar mole, strangely charming.
Xia Zhiye was touchy, and fearlessly rubbed it.
His thumb and index finger lightly pinched the earlobe, and found it to be unexpectedly soft.
It was hard to believe a person with such a hard temper could have such a soft body part.
Xia Zhiye couldnât bear to part with such a feeling on his fingertips, and kept pinching it for a while.
In the next second, Song Yan easily grabbed the otherâs wrist, then twisted it backwards in an attempt to violently beat the other.
Xia Zhiye: âIt hurts.â
The low voice was mixed with a hint of patience and a shudder that was difficult to detect.
Song Yan stopped at once, loosened his hand, tore open Xia Zhiyeâs collar to take a look, then after confirming no blood at his shoulder, lowered his eyes and sat back down at his original spot: âIf you have nothing to do, donât move about foolishly.â
It was unclear if he was saying not to bother with him, or not to bother the otherâs injured shoulder.
Actually Xia Zhiye wasnât hurt, but boys, especially mature and earnest boys, must take advantage of whatever they could to win their desk mateâs care, and relied on his injury to commit a violent crime of becoming favored and arrogant: âHow exactly did you get that ear piercing?â
Probably because he felt guilty for hurting Xia Zhiye, this time, Song Yan didnât say ânone of your business,â and instead replied without thinking too much: âWhen I was younger, I had poor health, and the aunty who raised me said boys would be easier to raise if they get their ears pierced and be raised as a girl, so she pierced my ears.â
Normally, âpiercing oneâs ears to better raise youâ was usually said by oneâs parents or grandparents.
Regardless, it shouldnât have been said by a nanny.
Added to the fact that when Song Yan said this, he carelessly revealed a bit of loneliness, and Xia Zhiye suddenly thought, it couldnât be that Song Yan, this little friend, didnât have anyone who loved him dearly as a child.
Otherwise he wouldnât have received such a name.
But he was thinking too much.
Meanwhile, Zhao Ruiwen had already surreptitiously walked over with the script: âThat, Yan geâ¦â¦â
Song Yan raised his eyes, and Zhao Ruiwen felt a deathly attack on the spot.
Xia Zhiye comforted him: âItâs fine, say what you want to say. He canât beat you to death.â
âOh, right, thatâs nothing.â Zhao Ruiwen also didnât think too much about what was strange with the otherâs words, then set his heart upon asking, âYan ge really has his ears pierced?â
Song Yan was nearly annoyed to death: âWhat about it, do I have to tell the entire world that I got my ears pierced?â
Zhao Ruiwen hurriedly explained: âThatâs not what I mean, itâs just that if you really have your ears pierced, then Iâll add my favorite dialogue from that part in the HuangMei opera8.â
Xia Zhiye: âWhich part?â
Zha Ruiwen: âJust that part, âIf Yingtai is not a woman, then why are there scars on your ears.â9â
Xia Zhiye pondered this for a moment, then nodded: âThatâs fine.â
Song Yan was extremely polite: âIf you want to add it, then add it.â
If you donât add it, then go away.
Zhao Ruiwen understood what was unsaid, then obediently returned to his corner, and began to crazily add emotional nuances to the play.
The girls of the dance troupe had already surrounded the same cell phone, and excitedly clamored about, and their noises shook the room.
Zhao Ruiwen couldnât hold back, and asked: âWhat exactly are you excited about all day long.â
Kong Xiaoxiao raised her head, her face full of self-control: âNothing much, just exploring the changes and possibilities of the reproduction of human beings in the future.â
With this, even Song Yan and Xia Zhiye raised their heads.
Why was this female classmate, who just yesterday had been crying painfully because she couldnât understand Mendelâs pea hybridization experiments10, was already spouting such profound and strange biology terms.
Zhao Ruiwenâs face was vigilant: âAre you guys studying behind my back?â
Kong Xiaoxiaoâs face didnât change: âNope. But if you want to find out more, I can also share some reference materials with you.â
After she said this, a notification bell could be heard.
Xia Zhiye and Zhao Ruiwen each received a lush, shared link.
The school committee member was filled with the proactive excitement of raising his Biology scores, and happily opened the link, then waited for the link to load.
[The Overbearing Princeâs Subordinate Male Wife]
[Itâs Too Late for the Scum Gongs to Regret Me]
[After Transmigrating into the Milky Shou, I became Loved by Everyone]
[Getting Marked by the School Bully Will Lead to Pregnancy]
[He Runs, He Chases, They Will Never Escape]
â¦â¦
Wait.
The school bully is a boy?
And the cool class grass the school bully is dating is also a boy?
He understands everything else, but how can a boy give birth?
Zhao Ruiwen felt that the scientific worldview he had studied hard everyday to learn through nine years of compulsory education, may need to be rebuilt after temporary collapse.
1. Some background on the Butterfly Lovers. In the time period of the legend, women werenât allowed to pursue scholarly pursuits. However, Zhu Yingtai convinces her father to allow her to attend classes while disguised as a man. While studying, she meets Liang Shanbo, and falls in love with him. However LSB remains clueless as to the fact that ZYT is a girl, despite her many hints. Finally, she shows him her pierced ears (a characteristic that was thought to be exclusive to women only at that time) to prove that she is a girl. Finally LSB falls madly in love with ZYT, but ZYTâs father has set up an arranged marriage for her, to a wealthy merchant, Ma Wencai. Hearing this, LSB is heartbroken, and his health gradually deteriorates until he dies in office. On the day of ZYTâs marriage, the wedding procession is stopped due to strong winds, and the procession coincidentally stops at LSBâs grave. ZYT leaves the procession to pay respects at his grave, and cries in despair, begging for the grave to open up. With a clap of thunder, the grave opens up and ZYT throws herself in the grave to join LSB. Their spirits emerge in the form of a pair of butterflies and fly away together.
Anyways, most of the story is spent with ZYT dressed as a man (as sheâs studying with LSB), hence why little fatty says this.
2. Jianghu, in modern times, generally means a circle of interest. In this case, the circle of interest is Class 1.
3. A meme that originated from a gay adult video. It generally means creating a CP.
4. In this case, making (LY) green means giving him a green hat, which essentially means having him be cheated on.
5. SY means that the low graduation rate is because these students love wasting time/playing around. It isnât simply because of fengshui aka natural reasons.
6. Fight the Landlord is a poker-like card game.
7. Beans are an in-game currency for Tencent QQ games, one of which includes Fight the Landlord.
8. HuangMei opera is a type of opera style from Anhui. ZRW wants to add a specific line from the HuangMei opera adaptation of the Butterfly Lovers.â
9. These lines are actual lines from the HuangMei opera.
10. Gregor Mendel was a biologist and largely considered the father of modern genetics. His experiments on pea plants forms the basis of Mendelian inheritance, a type of biological inheritance.
iâm kong xiaoxiao lol.
also if you decide to read any notes in this ch, please read note1! itâs v impt to understanding the dialogue of the story!