Chapter 325 – Widespread Reputation
I'm Not Going to Be Bullied By a Girl
After the class leader mentioned âunusual feelingsâ, Xiong YaoYue didnât know she was talking about Xiao Qin, so she thought the class leader was discriminating against homosexuals. Then she turned serious and began to lecture the class leader:
âClass leader, I was wrong about you ï¼ï¸¿ï¼, I never expected you would be this reluctant to accept new ideas.â
âI⦠I donât think itâs a new idea?â
âOh, did they have it in ancient times too? Anyway⦠you canât call their feelings abnormal. In the beginning, it might seem a bit weird, but youâll get used to it.â
The class leader turned around and glanced at me and Xiao Qin.
âBut⦠are those feelings⦠really love?â
âHow is it not love? It doesnât matter what other people think as long as the two of them love each other. Class leader, donât interfere with Ye Linâs relationship or Iâll cut ties with you!â
âI⦠Iâm not interferingâ¦.â
The class leader lowered her head as if she did something wrong. Her voice became quieter as she moved further away and I couldnât hear the rest of her sentence.
Xiao Qin clutched her stomach, it seems she still had abdominal pains.
I walked over and spoke impatiently:
âStop pretending, they already left. With your indestructible bodyâ¦â
Xiao Qin suddenly grabbed the lapels of my jacket and it seemed she was about to cry.
âI, Iâm bleeding.â
âStop joking. It was only a birdie, not an armor-piercing round, how would you bleedâ¦â
âNo, no.â Xiao Qin shook her head feebly, âItâs an internal injury, not an external oneâ¦â
âHahahaha.â I laughed louder, âItâs not like Iâm Zhang Sanfeng, how did I give you an internal injuryâ¦.â
Xiao Qin clenched her fist and hit me once on my chest.
Sigh, a weak punch isnât enough to display your anger. Let me have a taste of the Little Tyrantâs iron fistâ¦
Xiao Qin said anxiously:
âMy, my place down there is bleeding!â
What. The. Hell. Are you saying itâs your period? No wonder you kept holding your legs together. Why are you in gym class if youâre having your period, just stay in class and sleep like before!
Xiao Qin said with grievance: âIt wasnât supposed to come this early, but after I was hit by the birdieâ¦â
Fuck that, are you saying your period came early because I hit you in the stomach with a birdie?
I passed the rackets to two passing students in a hurry and carried Xiao Qin to the infirmary.
The girls in our class pointed behind my back and whispered:
âWhatâs going on? Is Ye Lin in charge of sending all injured girls to the infirmary?â
âThen we should be careful when exercising or Ye Lin will get to take advantage of us.â
âWhy doesnât the teacher do anything?â
âStop joking. I heard Ye Lin is high up in the triads, thereâs no way the teacher could do anything.â
It was the second time Xiao Qin was princess carried to the infirmary, but she couldnât enjoy it like the last time. She spoke nervously:
âYe Lin classmate, I thought it wouldnât come this soon, so I didnât bring tampons. Now⦠I think my pants are a bit wetâ¦â
No need to say anymore. I could tell itâs wet without even looking, I mean itâs rubbing on my damn arm! Itâs blood! Itâs blood from Xiao Qinâs secret area. In ancient times, this blood was considered to have great powers. Not only can it cause misfortune to men, but it can also be used in sorcery and curses.
Damn, do I have to get rid of my arm now? I mean, if itâs stained with Xiao Qinâs poisonous blood, I might be cursed to fail at anything I do later on in life. Should I just suck it up and hack off my arm?
When we reached the infirmary, it was one of those rare days where Chen YingRan wasnât messing around with a shota. I placed Xiao Qin on the bed, but Chen YingRan saw the bloodstains between Xiao Qinâs legs before I spoke.
âOh, so you guys did it!â
Chen YingRan applauded us as congratulations.
Stop clapping. Even if we did it, I wouldnât come here so you could laugh at us. Hurry up and take out your tampons.
I left Xiao Qin behind and returned to class 2-3 to borrow a pair of pants from Xiong YaoYue (since she always wears shorts and keeps a pair of pants as backup).
âHehe, why do you need a girlâs pants?â Xiong YaoYue grinned evilly, âDoes âheâ want you to wear girlâs clothing to set the mood?â
âStop joking around, itâs for Xiao Qin.â
âOkay, fine, letâs just say itâs for Xiao Qin.â Xiong YaoYue passed me a bag with her pants, âBut⦠you have to wash it cleanly before you return it! I donât want to lend a boy a pair of pants and get pregnant when I wear it laterâ¦â
How dirty do you think I am? If youâre afraid of getting pregnant, then please stay 100m away from me at all times.
As you could imagine, Xiao Qin told everything to Chen YingRan. and soon the fact I made a girl have an earlier period while playing badminton spread through the entire school.
It wasnât a big deal being looked down upon by my classmates and the class leader, but the crucial point was when it was spread outside of the school, the details were reduced maliciously.
âBadmintonâ was the first word cut out, so it made it seem like âI made a girl get an earlier period after I hit herâ. There were also multiple variations such as âI used a metal pipe to hit a girl until she had an earlier periodâ, or âI kicked a girl until she had an earlier periodâ, or âI kicked a girl until she had a miscarriageâ, etcâ¦
Damn, who hates me to this extent where they would fabricate and spread all these rumors about me? Even the punks and hoodlums I beat up before denounced me while appearing to be upright gentlemen.
Before school was over, I called Shu Zhe out to give him a new pair of sexy white underwear. I told him to wear it for another 72 hours to make the smell last.
He couldnât help but smile when he saw me, then he asked:
âBro Ye Lin, I heardâ¦â
âIf itâs about me kicking someone until they had a miscarriage, donât say anythingâ¦â
Shu Zhe disappointingly said âokayâ.
After a while, he said: âBro Ye Lin, can you think of a way to catch the panty thief?â
I was curious: âWhy? Did you start worrying about the well-being of girls after wearing womenâs clothing?â
âNo.â Shu Zhe shook his head, âItâs because sis Yue Yue always suspects that Iâm the panty thief, so she keeps trying to test my martial arts. She really messed with me a lot on Sunday, and she even threatened me by saying if I told my sister, she would say I molested her.â
âWho would even molest her? I heard even some thugs avoid her. Bro Ye Lin, if you donât help, sheâll probably drive me to death!â
If Shu Zhe died, then that would be a huge loss for our adult goods store. So I agreed to help him explain to Xiong YaoYue, but I didnât guarantee I would be able to catch the thief.
Xiao Qin still had a full head of sweat from menstrual pain and she laid gasping at her desk.
She said she could stay in class because she doesnât want to split apart from me every time she had menstrual pains. I didnât listen to her and called two of Auntie Renâs friends to come to pick her up.
The two of them looked like young married women and one of them seemed to be Xiao Qinâs art instructor (the one who will quit at the end of the week). When she saw me, she stopped as if she was struck by lightning, then she asked:
âKid, do you have any interest being a model for our art college?â
Did you get drawn in by my physique? It seems you have good eyes, but I canât since Iâm not used to being naked in front of strangers.
âYou donât need to take off your clothes.â She said in a hurry, âWeâre hosting a drawing session related to the communist party, but weâre missing people for the Kuomintang partyâ¦â
Damn, so you want me to play the bad guy again? Have you seen a Kuomintang member as young as me? Even if they arenât good people, they wouldnât recruit minors!
âYe Lin classmate canât be your model.â
Xiao Qin, who was already sitting in their car, stuck her head out the window to stop her.
Eh, are you trying to help me? Am I still a cute shota in your eyes even when all other people call me a bad guy?
âYe Lin classmate is mine, he will be my personal model in the future!â
Xiao Qin shouted.
âIt doesnât matter if heâs nude or wearing a Kuomintang uniform, Iâm the only one who can draw him!â