Song Yanâs own self reflection was not much better.
âTo summarize, classmate Xia Zhiye from my school, due to his willingness to help others out of unity and friendship, and his kindhearted character, was then inadvertently late, and had also accidentally lost his math homework. However, he will complete it fully by tomorrow.
Meanwhile, teacher Luo Wei from my class, did not listen to reason, did not believe the students, and without care for my injury, publicly punished me. He does not have the quality or accomplishment of an outstanding teacher that a contemporary, all-rounded educator should have.
Thus to provide a suggestion, I hope teacher Luo Wei admits his mistakes and corrects his ways, to encourage forward thinking.
The person providing feedback, Song Yan. End of my self reflection.â
After hearing the end of this self reflection, the classroom was completely silent.
The old man over fifty was so angry his entire body was shaking. He used his fingertip to point at Song Yan, trembled violently for half a day, but was unable to form a complete sentence.
Nevertheless, Xia Zhiye was considerate, and attempted to soothe his anger: âOld Luo, letâs not be so hurried. Say it slowly, itâs not bad to apologize at this time.â
Old Luo was nearly directly soothed into embarrassment.
Finally, only after the class representative and class monitor supported him back to the office together, were they able to avoid a tragedy.
The remaining students in the classroom grew rowdy.
âThe new student is awesome!â
âTo be able to anger old Luo like that, other than Lord Xia, thereâs only you. Let me respectfully call you Yan ge.â
âI want to print out this self reflection and repeatedly recite it.â
âOur Yan ge should be considered to be a beauty saving a hero then?â
Song Yan felt that there was something wrong with the brain circuits in this group of people.
Xia Zhiye also didnât think that his self reflection of ultimate creativity could actually look reasonable and normal when compared to Song Yanâs reflection. It seems that his status as a leading scholar in the literary circle of self-reflections was about to be lost.
He pushed back his chair, turned his head to look at Song Yan with slightly curved eyes: âWhat, our Yan ge cares about me?â
His voice was relaxed and low, carrying a hint of a smile, very similar to a scumbag flirting.
Song Yan indifferently lowered his head to immerse himself in worksheets: âYouâre overthinking. Iâm simply upholding justice.â
Xia Zhiye clicked his tongue: âAnd here I was thinking you were seething with rage for a beautiful woman.â
âLook at yourself in the mirror, how can you be considered a beautiful woman?â
âHow could I not?â
He had no idea where Xia Zhiye pulled out a mirror from, who then placed it in front of himself, and smoothed back his hair, exposing a bright and clean forehead, as well as his delicate facial features, turning left and right to gaze at himself.
âI think I do count as one. Look at this little face, these big eyes, this high nose. If I find a rich woman, the monthly income should be at leastâ¦â¦â
Slapâ
A thick, hard covered notebook was forcefully smacked in front of Xia Zhiye. The violent force interrupted the latter half of his sentence.
âWhat is this?â
Xia Zhiye tossed aside the mirror, picked up the notebook, and flipped through it.
Song Yanâs gaze was cold: âThe previous top scorer of the gaokao1 in Beijing left behind this book summarizing important points.â
âWhy are you giving it to me?â
âWithin a month, memorize everything in the first forty pages.â
âWhy memorize it?â
âBecause knowledge can change oneâs destiny.â
âChange what destiny?â
âChange the destiny of you going out to sell your body to become a male prostitute.â
ââ¦â¦Look at you, you even dare say you donât care about me.â
ââ¦â¦â
Slapâ
Song Yan finally couldnât help it, and smacked Xia Zhiyeâs head with a book.
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In high school, other than the answers to tests and the top studentâs notebook, the most quickly circulated thing was rumors.
By the time lunch rolled around, all the second years had already heard the glorious achievements of the new, rich second generation student in Class 1 who not only was the commander-in-chief in a group fight on the first day of school and had even injured himself, but had also defended the great school bully and angered the teacher to death.
Zhou Ziqiu gave him a thumbs up: âWorthy of being Lord Xiaâs mediator. This method is too similar, that self reflection was written too dangerously.â
Xia Zhiye didnât bother to look at him: âIf Song Yan heard that, you probably wonât live to tomorrow.â
While speaking, he brought out a lunchbox and handed it to the aunty serving lunch: âA big serving of sweet and sour pork, a big serving of white squash with ribs, a big serving of pig trotters, and a big drumstick2.â
Shang Huai couldnât stop himself from asking: âLord Xia, are you feeding Song Yan or are you feeding a pig.â
Xia Zhiye: âHave you ever met such a skinny pig?â
Shang Huai: âNope.â
âThen thatâs that. Itâs called making up for what you lack3.â Xia Zhiye took back the lunchbox. âOkay, you guys continue eating. I have something to do during the lunch break and need to go out for a bit. If you have nothing to do, go to Class 1 and see if thereâs anything inconvenient for Song Yan and help him out.â
âOkay, no problem. But youâre not going to eat with us?â Shang Huai asked.
Xia Zhiye: âWhy would I eat with you, Song Yanâs still waiting for me in the classroom.â
After he finished speaking he took the lunch box and left without looking back.
Shang Huai who had been left behind blankly turned to look at Zhou Ziqiu: âLao Zhou, why do I feel like Iâm about to fall out of favor.â
Zhou Ziqiu tenderly patted his head: âDonât worry, Shang cairen4, youâre overthinking. From the start, youâve never been in favor, so donât argue in vain with Song meiren5.â
âBut he only knew the lord for a day!â
âWho told him to look so beautiful, making others unreasonable.â
ââ¦â¦â
âAlso look at yourself, other than playing games and winning heads6, what else can you do?â
âYouâre right. I really canât compete with that alluring witch.â
Shang Huai bitterly stuffed his mouth with a bite of rice.
Meanwhile the alluring little witch Song in the far away classroom awaiting to be fed, innocently sneezed without knowing anything.
Xia Zhiye accompanied Song Yan to eat lunch, and then left school alone.
âBoss, Iâd like to choose a bicycle, one that can easily carry another person.â
The sale of bicycles this year wasnât too good, and in the middle of the afternoon a customer suddenly showed up, before the boss had even finished eating lunch.
Once he exited, he found a handsome young man wearing a school uniform, and welcomed him in while hurriedly smiling: âAre you buying it to bring around your girlfriend?â
Xia Zhiye felt that it would be too annoying to explain if he said that he, a young man, specifically came to buy a bicycle to bring around another young man.
So he didnât respond, and just said: âItâs better if itâs steady, so the person sitting behind me is more comfortable. Price isnât a problem.â
âOkay, no problem. Leave it to me.â The boss entered the store, and quickly pushed out a brand new bicycle, âWhat do you think about this?â
Xia Zhiye saw the old-fashioned, black frame of the bicycle: âItâs too ordinary.â
The boss pulled out a gray bicycle: âWhat about this one?â
âItâs still too ordinary.â
The boss couldnât figure out how a bicycle could not be ordinary.
Xia Zhiye gazed around the store, and then pointed to a corner: âHow much is that one?â
âAiyah, handsome boy, your vision is too good. Now little girls like this kind the best. Itâs originally 1200 yuan, but youâre sincere, so Iâll sell it for 980 yuan. And Iâll install a seat pad for free. When you sit itâs guaranteed to be stable, soft, and comfortable. How about it?â
âFine.â Xia Zhiye considered it for a bit, and emphasized, âThe cushion has to be the same color.â
âYessir! No problem! Scan the QR code7Â up front to pay.â
Xia Zhiye opened Alipay.
He scanned the code, tapped, and the screen changed.
Payment failed.
As if he guessed something, he lowered his head to open the bank app on his phone. He saw the two words âalready suspended,â and was completely unsurprised.
He knew it, angering Luo Wei into dizziness wouldnât be so easy to deal with.
Liu Deqing most likely told that old master the situation.
As expected, once he exited the app, a call from the old master came. Xia Zhiye frustratedly answered: âHello, grandpa.â
âNo, this time itâs my fault. It has nothing to do with Song Yan.â
âI already said, Iâm not going abroad. Itâs useless if you force me to go back.â
âIf you want to suspend the card, then suspend it. Anyways, this isnât the first time.â
âThen thatâs it, Iâm hanging up. Pay attention to your health.â
After hanging up, the boss had already installed the seat pad. Xia Zhiye pulled out a wad of cash from the pocket of his school uniform, and counted it up. Not too much and not too little, he just happened to have ten pink-colored8Â bills, and handed it to the boss: âIs cash okay?â
âNo problem, come, Iâll give 20 back. Howâs the seat pad?â
âNot bad, thank you boss.â
Xia Zhiye lifted his long legs, and mounted the bike.
He then happened to pass by a stuffed animal handing out fliers: âSir, do you know anything about financial management?â
Wearing such a thick stuffed animal costume on such a hot and stuffy day was not easy. Xia Zhiye considered it, then smoothly took the flier. Without even looking at it, he stuffed it into the pocket of his pants, then took off for the high school while on his bike.
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Song Yan had always been someone who never meddled in someone elseâs business, so with regards to Xia Zhiye going out during the lunch break, from beginning to end was not in the least bit concerned about his whereabouts.
After school was dismissed in the afternoon, he took out his phone to call a cab, but heard a burst of noise from outside the classroom.
He glanced over, and saw a group of boys wearing blue basketball uniforms walking into the classroom, led by someone who was particularly tall, and the muscles of their arm looked as if it were pumped full of air.
The people beside him also called out âYue geâ one by one, looking as if he was the idiotic leader of some idiotic middle school gang.
Little Brother No.1 next to the leader praised: âYue ge, your new shoes look pretty good, the collab between AJ9 and Dior, right.â
The person called Yue ge smugly lifted his foot: âItâs not bad, itâs the same shoe as in [The Rap of China]10. My mother bought it for me from abroad.â
âFuck, then it must be expensive.â
âNo kidding. It was forty or fifty thousand yuan. Donât touch it, can you afford to pay if you ruin it?â
Hearing up to here, Xia Zhiye, who had been forced to stay in his seat by Song Yan until he finished a stack of worksheets, suddenly chuckled.
Liu Yue looked for the source of the laughter and raised his eyebrows in dissatisfaction: âXia Zhiye, what are you laughing at.â
âNothing.â Xia Zhiye continued to calculate the force of the magnetic field: âJust feels a bit fake.â
This seemed to aggravate Liu Yueâs nerves, and he immediately asked in a loud voice: âSpeak clearly, whatâs fake?â
âThe main part of this applied question is false, what else could I be talking about?â Xia Zhiye didnât even raise his head, his tone carrying a smile that was also not a smile, causing others to be unable to guess what he was thinking.
Liu Yue scolded him in his heart, then turned around and happened to bump into the son of the boss of the noodle cart, and seized the opportunity to take his anger out on someone else: âZhang Mianmian, how come you havenât submitted the money yet?â
Zhang Mianmian trembled: âI, I handed it inâ¦â¦â
âYou handed in the class fee today, but you didnât hand in last semesterâs printing fee. You already procrastinated for an entire summer, and you still canât fork out 30 yuan?â
âI, I forgot. Tomorrowâ¦â¦â
âTomorrow, itâs always tomorrow. Last time you said tomorrow was it really tomorrow? Look at your poor self, then look at your poor grades. You might as well go work and make some money, whatâs the point of going to school?â
Bangâ
A pen knocked onto a table.
Xia Zhiye leaned back, towards the back of his chair: âWhat are you making a fuss for, Iâll help himâ¦â¦â
Oh right.
Only after saying the first half did he realize he only had twenty yuan to his name. His voice trailed off, and he was just thinking of how to resolve this, when a wallet dropped onto the table in front of him.
The pretty little sour face of the owner of the wallet was cold: âCan you stop leaving your things with me.â
âSure, Iâll remember next time.â Xia Zhiye chuckled, tacitly understood, and naturally took Song Yanâs wallet, brought out thirty yuan, and pushed it in front of Liu Yue, âHere, take it. Donât lose it.â
Liu Yue couldnât find an excuse to get angry again, and could only take the money and leave.
When he turned and passed by Zhang Mianmian, he coldly jeered: âOkay, donât look so fucking aggrieved. Iâm also saying it for your own good. Whatâs the point of going to school when youâre poor and your grades suck?â
Where did he get this sense of superiority.
Xia Zhiyeâs fingers grasped the body of the pen and poked at his table for a bit, and was just about to open his mouth, when Song Yan, who was next to him, first coldly began speaking: âIs it too presumptuous of me to ask how much that pair of sneakers youâre wearing cost?â
Liu Yue turned back: â48,000 yuan, what about it?â
âNothing.â Song Yan was unperturbed, âJust wanted to remind you, your mother mightâve been scammed.â
â?â
âThe fakes youâre wearing can be bought on TaoBao for 300 yuan at most.â
ââ¦â¦â
The classroom was silent.
Liu Yue dribbled the basketball in his hand once: âSong Yan what the fuck do you mean? You can eat whatever garbage, but you canât speak irresponsibly, do you understand?â
The little brothers next to him also began agreeing one by one.
âThatâs right, why are you saying Yue geâs shoes are fake?â
âOur Yue ge is engaged in international trade, how could he buy fake shoes?â
âThatâs right, youâre saying it as if youâve seen the real deal.â
Elder young master Song didnât like speaking with idiots, so he took out his phone, searched around, and then tossed it in front of them.
There was nothing else on the screen, just the receipt of purchase on an official sneaker seller platform11.
Buyer: Song Yan
Payment: 49,899 yuan
Date of Purchase: January 17, 2020. 8:00am.
He already purchased the real deal more than half a year ago, has a receipt, and proof of authenticity. Definitely not fake.
Also if you look at the photo, and look at the shoes on Liu Yueâs feet, although the two look identical, thereâs just something strange about it. However if they were asked what was wrong, they also wouldnât be able to point it out.
Until Song Yan casually tossed out a sentence: âThe material of the Jacquard weave12Â on the side.â
The audience suddenly realized: âSo itâs like thatâ¦â¦â
So itâs like fucking what, as if anyone could notice that.
Liu Yueâs face was extremely unsightly.
Song Yan took back his phone, and indifferently said: âIf your mother bought it off an official site but received a fake product, she can get a refund with a receipt. If youâre unfamiliar with the process, I can help you.â
He said it as if he was reminding Liu Yue, expressing that he might not have purposefully bought a fake product, but was just scammed.
But it was product A from Taobao. Where could Liu Yue fish out a receipt from an official site?
Furthermore he spent 1,000 yuan to buy it, how could this person see through it with just a glance?
Liu Yue grinded his teeth. He couldnât say yes, but he also couldnât say no.
In the midst of his embarrassment, Song Yan once again spoke up lightly: âHowever this pair of shoes is hard to match with clothes. Iâve also never worn it. If you like it, Iâll give it to you, itâs not as if itâs hard to come by.â
Very pretentious.
But Song Yan indifferently sat there, and said it expressionlessly, as if it were all a matter of course.
And it also made Liu Yueâs act of treasuring this pair of shoes all the more comical.
The few students who already disliked Liu Yue had already begun to cover their mouths and whisper among themselves, occasionally letting out a few jeers.
Liu Yue had always loved his reputation, and has never been embarrassed to this extent. He also stubbornly lacked reason, and wanted to scold someone but couldnât.
He could only grind his teeth and sarcastically smile: âNo need, youâre right. Anyways itâs not as if itâs hard to come by. If I got scammed of a few thousand dollars, itâs not a big deal.â
After he finished speaking, he forcefully kicked the basketball forward, and walked out the door. A few little brothers hurriedly followed, and those left in the classroom whispered up a storm.
Xia Zhiye has always helped others out of a predicament, and it was rare that someone would help him out. He thought that this felt pretty good, and turned to the side, leaned his head on his hand, and laughed: âClassmate Song Daxi, turns out you really do care about me.â
Classmate Song Daxi was too lazy to pay him any attention: âItâs purely because I hate hearing dogs bark.â
âMm, I see.â Xia Zhiye nodded, âThen whyâd you let me borrow your wallet?â
ââ¦â¦â
Song Yan picked up his bag, stood up, directly passed by Xia Zhiye. He looked as if he planned to ignore the question, and even planned on hopping on one leg back to the dorms.
He was ambitious, but reality was cruel.
He hopped twice, and nearly tripped.
Xia Zhiye hurriedly reached out to grab his waist, and pulled the little handicapped person back: âI was just joking around, what do you have such a big temper for.â
Song Yanâs face was cold, and attempted to push away the otherâs hand.
Xia Zhiye was scared he was going to fall, and could only tighten his grip. Meanwhile, he laughed out loud and coaxed the other: âOkay, okay, okay. You donât care about me, but I care about you. I even prepared a surprise for you.â
Song Yan raised his eyes.
Xia Zhiye winked lightly: âA big surprise.â
He had a pair of phoenix eyes13, the outer corner of his eyes were raised, his eyelashes were long and thick. When he smiled and winked, he thoroughly captivated othersâ hearts, dropping oneâs intellect.
As a result, three minutes later, at the bike rack.
Song Yan stared at that blingbling14 fluorescent pink bicycle: ââ¦â¦â
What kind of big surprise.
If he believed Xia Zhiye one more time, then he was a purebred idiot.
1. Gaokao = é«è, Chinaâs college entrance exam. Considered the most difficult exam in China, and is the primary deciding factor for determining what college you go to. Itâs a criminal offense to cheat on this test, btw (someone actually did and heâs in jail for life, I believe).
2. Sweet and sour pork (ç³éè), white squash with ribs (å¬çæéª¨), pig trotters (çªè¹), drumstick (é¸¡è ¿)
3. In Chinese, XZY says âåå¥è¡¥å¥â and basically means SY should eat more to make up for being too skinny.
4. Cairen = æäºº, is the title for a specific level of ladies in waiting
5. Meiren = ç¾äºº, beauty. I wrote meiren because it sounded better than Song beauty, and matched cairen from earlier.
6. Winning heads in games refers to getting points/winning.
7. China has largely forgone paying with cash. Most people pay using Alipay/WeChat by scanning a QR code. Many stalls have these codes set up for ease of payment.
8. 100 yuan bills in China are pink.
9. Air Jordans
10. A variety show in China wherein thousands of rappers compete against each other. Similar to [Show Me the Money].
11. Because there are so many fake products in China, a lot of brand name goods are sold through authorized retailers like Poizon, and usually come with proof of authenticity.
12. A type of weave produced on a special loom, and characterized by complex designs.
13. A type of eye shape characterized by raised outer corners of the eye, see here.
14. Originally written in english.