DYP 80

Chapter 80 – “Jiang Yixun Must Pay The Price”

 

In the classroom that early morning, most people were writing furiously. Qi Yu sat in his seat with red eyes like a frightened rabbit.

 

Luo Xingyun came in laughing and joking with Pei Yan. He glanced at his deskmate’s face, then his heart sank and he quickly walked to him: “What’s wrong?”

 

“Didn’t you ask me to check on Jiang Yixun? I found out something that was so scary…” Qi Yu held his mouth shut and was about to cry, “It’s so scary.”

 

“What did he do?” Luo Xingyun put down his schoolbag.

 

Qi Yu shrugged his shoulders cautiously: “He…he beat people.”

 

No. 13 Middle School is quite chaotic. The student base is not very good and campus violence occurs from time to time. But to scare Qi Yu like this, the circumstances should be serious.

 

Luo Xingyun sat down and said, “Speak slowly.”

 

Qi Yu cried and said: “Jiang Yixun and his gang of school bullies are arrogant and domineering in No. 13 Middle School. There is a very poor boy who is a scavenger in the family and is relatively introverted. He somehow became their punching bag. He was ostracized in school. After being beaten, the teacher ignored him and he could only walk against the wall.”

 

“Then one time, they got crazy and beat him too hard. The boy’s head hit the wall and something went wrong. He was originally introverted, but now he became completely stupid and mentally disturbed. He couldn’t even speak normally or attend class. “

 

Luo Xingyun trembled: “Then what?”

 

“This incident was exposed for a time, but was suppressed by the school. When reporters asked, they insisted that it was not the case. If there was no such thing, it would be treated as an ordinary fight. The classmates who exposed them also encountered online violence. The crazy people in that  middle school said that he was smearing the school, and his account was blown up, so no news came out. I asked many people from No. 13 Middle School for verification, and they all acted like crazy, saying that I was spreading rumors and framing it up. After a lot of effort , I found a classmate whose account was banned. He was very careful. I chatted with him for half a month before he let down his guard. When we met, he saw that I was wearing a Chengnan school uniform before he dared to send the video to me. He was also very scared.”

 

Qi Yu pulled up the video and showed it to him.

 

It was a cell phone video with a very shaky lens. A group of people gathered on the stairs, punching and kicking a person on the ground. There were blood stains on the wall next to them. The man tried to crawl away, but was caught hard again, and his fingers sticking out from the crowd were stepped on.

 

Luo Xingyun’s voice was trembling: “Then doesn’t this classmate’s family care about him?”

 

Qi Yu took out a tissue and said, “His family is a garbage collector! How can you manage it? Somehow, I don’t know if it’s his father or grandfather, who came over to withdraw him from school and took him away.”

 

Without money or power, they live on a bridge. They don’t understand the law as they lack information. No one can see them, and even if they encounter injustice and hardships, they can only swallow silently.

 

They are the silent bottom.

 

Luo Xingyun and Qi Yu met in the sixth grade of elementary school. At that time, he had just come to this city with his mother and brother, and joined a class in a very small primary school. Before he was ten years old, he had never lived a normal campus life. He was far less eloquent than he is now, and he was sick, autistic and introverted.

 

On the day of the report, a young classmate came to join the class like him.

 

He said his name was Qi Yu and asked Luo Xingyun if he was also new there: “I don’t know anyone, can I be your  roommate?”

 

“We haven’t decided which class they will go to yet.” The principal came out and called them into the office to write papers in order to check their progress.

 

There are only two classes in the elementary school, but there are some slight differences. Class 1 is a little better, Class 2 is a little messier.

 

Luo Xingyun has been partial to academic subjects since he was a child, and went to school intermittently. He was confused until the sixth grade, and he didn’t know what he had learned.

 

His Mathematics is okay, but his Chinese and English were not.

 

Just as he was anxious, kid Qi Yu handed him his paper, with a face full of wanting to play with him.

 

That day, they entered the class together and became tablemates.

 

Now, they are sophomores in high school.

 

Without Qi Yu, Luo Xingyun wouldn’t have been able to get into Class 1, and later he wouldn’t have been able to get into Chengnan.

 

And in the south of the city, without Qi Yu, Huo Siming, and Zhang Liang, he would never be able to get out of the shadows, and there would never be anywhere to go.

 

He would grow his hair very long, he would wander around like a zombie, he would stick to the wall and not dare to look up, just like that little boy.

 

He was also weak, and he was not gregarious, but not everyone is as lucky as him. There is a group of friends waiting for him, always ready to help him.

 

Now standing next to Pei Yan, bearing the admiration of everyone, Luo Xingyun remembers in his heart that he was once just a nameless, silent male classmate who followed the wall.

 

The bloody hand on the screen slowly stopped moving.

 

Luo Xingyun in front of the screen clenched his fists and walked to Pei Yan: “I want to send Jiang Yixun in.”

 

Pei Yan put down his pen, looked up at him, and nodded.

 

During the break, Hewanglan was bragging about its alexandrite cat’s eye to the class for the 108th time. Someone respectfully reported in front of the door: “Father Hewanglan, Luo Shen is looking for you.”

 

“Fuck.” Hewanglan’s face darkened, “It’s over.”

 

Last time he reported Pei Yan for secretly filming Luo Xingyun, and during the entire school anniversary day, Pei Yan arranged for him to move mineral water. Damn, there were so many boxes of mineral water. He carried them from the first floor to the fifth floor and distributed them to more than 60 classrooms. It can be said that the water that every returning student drank on the school anniversary was the blood and sweat of his Hewanglan. He was sp fucked.

 

Now that Pei Yan is gone, Luo Xingyun is here again. This pair of bitches really holds a grudge.

 

Seeing him sitting there motionless, Luo Xingyun waved vigorously at Sun Ruowei: “Commissar Sun! I’m looking for Lan Lan!”

 

“Lan Lan, your mother!” Before Sun Ruowei could raise her head, Hewanglan kicked the chair away, put on his school uniform, and dragged him out. “hurry up.”

 

Luo Xingyun can’t go any further than Pei Yan.

 

Unexpectedly, Luo Xingyun opened his mouth and said, “Can I borrow your alexandrite cat’s eye?”

 

Hewanglan was suddenly startled: “Why don’t you just ask to go to heaven?”

 

“We need you to make some inappropriate remarks now, especially super inappropriate ones.” Luo Xingyun stood at the door of Class 6 and solemnly issued a recruitment order to Wang Xinzhuo.

 

Wang Xinzhuo: “…How inappropriate is it?”

 

Luo Xingyun: “The kind that will provoke Jiang Yixun.”

 

Wang Xinzhuo followed the good advice: “Okay. What should I say?”

 

The mysterious organization promised by Chairman Pei is finally about to take action, and Wang Xinzhuo is very proud of being able to play a role.

 

But she agreed so lightly, which made Luo Xingyun feel bad: “His isolation period ends today. If you are afraid, just tell me and I can think of other ways.”

 

Wang Xinzhuo said righteously: “I’m not afraid.”

 

She looked at Sun Ruowei who was doing ideological work for Hewanglan on the other side of the corridor: “Commissar Sun promised me that she will accompany me to and from school before Jiang Yixun gives up on me.”

 

Although Commissar Sun is also an omega, the sense of security she brings to people is far greater than that of any alpha.

 

Because her security guards are armed with guns.

 

Luo Xingyun walked around the first teaching building as usual, returned to Qi Yu and sat down: “Let me confirm again, is the information about Jiang Yixun accurate? He is greedy for money, violent, and competitive… Is he really here? He has passed two levels and is now eighteen years old?”

 

Qi Yu looked determined: “It was his birthday just two days ago. It was such a grand event.”

 

Luo Xingyun determined the crucial age issue and nodded with satisfaction: “You are in the No. 13 Middle School forum, do you have an account?”

 

Qi Yu: “If you don’t have an account, you can also create one.”

 

He went to the No. 13 Middle School post forum to pretend to be loyal, and he was so confident that he could make the Propaganda Minister of the No. 13 Middle School himself a gangster from the south of the city.

 

Luo Xingyun secretly moved a piece of paper over: “Then can you spread this news?”

 

His fingers tapped on the paper.

 

Qi Yu took a serious look and said: “Yes. But you can’t go directly to No. 13 Middle School and say it. It needs to be fermented in our city south group first – if you want to deceive the enemy, you must first deceive your own people.”

 

Luo Xingyun confessed to him: “I shouldn’t despise you for hanging out in groups, chatting and spanking all day long.”

 

Qi Yu cautiously accepted the small note and looked around: “Rhythm leader, please forgive your youth and ignorance.”

 

As the captain of the gossip team, Qi Yu has hundreds of groups at his disposal and is a master at shaping public opinion. After Luo Xingyun handed over the task, he immediately used his hundreds of groups and dozens of trumpets to stir up the troubled waters.

 

Luo Xingyun then tapped Huo Siming’s shoulder in the front row: “When you go home today, take off your school uniform for me.”

 

Huo Siming hugged his chest suddenly: “Are you finally going to attack me? Do you still want me to give you pleasure?”

 

Luo Xingyun: “…?”

 

Luo Xingyun: “It seems that we are not real brothers.”

 

Huo Siming was far less concerned about whether Luo Xingyun regarded him as a real brother than whether Pei Yan recognized them as real brothers: “If you want to wear my coat, what should the monitor say?”

 

Pei Yan, who was sitting diagonally behind, said without raising his head: “Give it to him.”

 

Huo Siming quickly opened the zipper, folded his coat and presented it with both hands.

 

After Luo Xingyun took away his coat with satisfaction, he began to reflect on whether he could still shoulder the responsibility of supervising the class monitor.

 

Jiang Yixun has been very unlucky recently.

 

He failed to mark and was placed in first-level isolation for a month. He was suppressed with pheromones by Pei Yan, the student council president in the south of the city next door, and then he was beaten every day by that beast Hewanglan.

 

And it all started on a dark and windy night at Green School, when that old cunt that he hadn’t even counted on came out of the toilet cubicle with steps that he didn’t recognize.

 

Jiang Yixun knew that he was Pei Yan’s omega, but he just couldn’t find out his specific identity.

 

The information given by Chengnan was varied: some said it was the daughter of the top leader in S City, some said it was the young lady Gu Qingji, and some said Hewanglan. Jiang Yixun just wanted to press their heads into the ground.

 

Yesterday, his eldest brother Yu Lu even sent a few blurry pictures, swearing that this was his enemy. The omega inside wore smoky makeup and translucent laser t-shirts, and was so coquettish that the whole bar was in disgrace.

 

Jiang Yixun was buried by too many clues.

 

What a fucking bitch, Jiang Yixun thought, Pei Yan seems to have hundreds of omegas, fuck.

 

While he was getting upset, he realized that the atmosphere in the school today was very wrong.

 

Everyone pointed at him with smiles in their eyes. As soon as he stared back, they flew away and continued to laugh far away.

 

“What’s going on?” Jiang Yixun smelled a strange smell.

 

His subordinate brought up the mobile phone and presented it to him: “Brother Jiang, look at it.”

 

Thirteenth Middle School Post Bar.

 

[Reasonable comparison between Jiang Yixun and Hewanglan]

 

[A personal opinion on Jiang Yixun being beaten up by Heeanglan every day]

 

[[Vote] Selection of our school’s new school champion, please cast your precious vote! ! ]

 

Jiang Yixun yelled: “Whoever posted these messy things, delete them all!” He was wearing an anklet and couldn’t fight Hewanglan!

 

At this time, a special post caught his eye.

 

[The school bully in the south of the city is to steal a woman from Brother Jiang? It is true!]

 

Jiang Yixun’s whole body stiffened, and his fingers pressed in unnaturally.

 

1l: During this period, Hewanglan has been having trouble with our brother Jiang every day. The hidden story behind this may not be as simple as a school dispute. Although we and Chengnan, our neighbor, don’t like each other, Hewanglan is too abnormal. I contacted Brother Jiang. He seemed to be reported by an O from Chengnan this time. It is reasonable to speculate that this is a love triangle.

 

2l: emmmmm, it’s true…

 

3l: I have thought so for a long time

 

4l: Isn’t this obvious? If Hewanglan has nothing to do with that omega, why would he block Brother Jiang’s road every three days for fear that Brother Jiang would take a step closer to the south of the city?

 

5l: The bitch in the south of the city is so disgusting that she knows how to report it. I am willing to let Brother Jiang bite me. Brother Jiang look at me!

 

6l: Who is that bitch?

 

7l: Is there anyone who plays better with the people in the south of the city? Give me a stone hammer [eat melon]

 

…

 

31l: From Class 6, her name is Wang Xinzhuo. After this person reported Brother Jiang, she became close to Hewanglan. My friend’s brother is from the south of the city. He saw Hewanglan put this omega into his family’s car, right in front of the school gate.

 

32l: So cheap! !

 

33l: Wait a minute, Hewanglan’s family car, are they living together? ? ? ?

 

34l: It’s so damn wild. So what if the city center is there? They call us 13th Middle School chaos every day. I think they are even dirtier.

 

35l: It’s fake, this is too exaggerated.

 

…

 

103l: Only you can’t think of it, but without this you can’t do it [Picture]

 

Tangtang: Jiang Yixun is so disgusting

 

Tangtang: His smell and as a whole person, he is disgusting.

 

Tangtang: Lanlan is much better in comparison.

 

Tangtang: Lanlan is at least a young master and looks pretty good.

 

Tangtang: He showed me a ring last time, which was valuable.

 

104l:? ? ? ? ?

 

105l: Is this from the person involved? !

 

106l: This is too cheap

 

107l: So it’s Brother Jiang who tried biting the omega then she moved in with Hewanglan because of the broken ring, and then reported Brother Jiang to quarantine? Afterwards, Hewanglan went to No. 13 Middle School every day to beat people up in a show of prowess?

 

108l: Poor Brother Jiang

 

109l: Brother Jiang is pitiful +1. He was a cuckold and someone was riding on his head. It was a tragedy.

 

…

 

“Smelly woman.” Jiang Yixun stared at the screenshot of the conversation and tightened his grip on his phone.

 

It is indeed Wang Xinzhuo’s WeChat avatar.

 

A marshmallow, sweet and chewy.

 

His family conditions are not good, and the comparison culture in No. 13 Middle School is very strong. He only became the school bully after he changed to a pair of AJs. Being looked down upon by the omega he likes, and being compared like this by the person he hates the most, is so intense. His resentment and unwillingness ignited his anger.

 

“Fuck.” Jiang Yixun raised his phone and smashed it to the ground. He stopped midway and snatched someone else’s phone and threw it away.

 

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” He raised his leg, stepped on it a few times, turned around and walked out with his hand in his pocket.

 

Someone came up to meet him: “Boss, where are you going?”

 

“I’m going to take off the anklet!” Jiang Yixun’s eyes turned bright red and rusty. “You recruit everyone first, don’t let the news leak out. I have to make Hewanglan pay today, damn it.”

 

At the same time, in a CBD barber shop not far away.

 

Tony held up a row of color plates and said, “Sir, which color do you want?”

 

Luo Xingyun suffered from difficulty in choosing: “Ah…” In fact, he had no real insight into what kind of hairstyle delinquents generally dyed.

 

“Grandma Hui.” Pei Yan, who was behind him, looked up from his phone and glanced at him.

 

The real Tony Tone Back Hair Color Cream.

 

The fake Tony lowered his head and continued reading the novel.

 

“Grandma Hui…are you so punk? Am I unable to control it?” Luo Xingyun is no longer the windy young man who doesn’t care about appearance, and now his boyfriend is sitting behind him. He was worried that if he continued to do one look, he would lose the love of his youth.

 

Pei Yan comforted him: “This matter mainly depends on appearance.”

 

Luo Xingyun thought about the sweetness and put his hands to his ears: “Huh? I seem to hear someone secretly complimenting me on how handsome I look.”

 

Pei Yan curled his lips: “I will accompany you downstairs to buy a pair of contact lenses in a while.”

 

“The school bully still wears contact lenses. Wouldn’t it be a bit gay?”

 

“Jiang Yixun may not remember your appearance, but he must remember the color of your eyes.” Pei Yan turned a page lightly, “You have met him, and Yu Lu must have sent him your stage photo from last night. You can never be too careful.”

 

“Okay then.” Luo Xingyun obediently put his head into the hair curling machine.

 

He was going to give Jiang Yixun a new hairstyle that he would never recognize.

 

School is over that day.

 

Luo Xingyun was making final preparations in the back alley in the south of the city, running and jumping nervously: “Am I like a bad person like this?”

 

Pei Yan looked him up and down: “You still need a cigarette.”

 

Luo Xingyun reached out his hand seriously: “Smoking, drinking, and perming my hair, I can’t miss anything. Come on.”

 

Pei Yan lowered his head and rummaged through his schoolbag.

 

Ever since he and Luo Xingyun got together, there were a lot of strange things in his empty schoolbag. Crunchy Shark, Snickers, chocolate milk, Wizard of Oz pheromone blocker, compass, homemade eco-bottle, chrysanthemum and wolfberry tea, college textbooks… The heavy schoolbag no longer has the lightness of the wind, but Pei Yan is happy with it. 

 

He took out a can of milk sandwich bars and handed it to Luo Xingyun.

 

Luo Xingyun refused: “I want cigarettes! Smoke! I’m the school bully now, and I can’t eat such sweet and milky things.”

 

Pei Yan only persisted quietly.

 

The way he held the cookie jar made Luo Xingyun see his concerns: “I know you don’t want me to go. This matter is indeed a bit dangerous. But Jiang Yixun, a scumbag, must be taken care of.”

 

From the moment you learn about something, there is no possibility of letting it go.

 

“And… isn’t it because of you? If anything happens, you will protect me, right?” Luo Xingyun gently touched the back of his hand twice.

 

Pei Yan stared at him for a long time, finally took back the cookie jar, pulled out a jade pendant from under his collar, and put it on his neck.

 

Luo Xingyun felt warmth in his chest: “What is this?”

 

“When I was born, my grandfather gave me the jadeite to keep me safe.”

 

“It looks so beautiful.” Luo Xingyun’s eyes flashed, “You’re not afraid of me running away with it on.”

 

“Let’s go.” Pei Yan shook off Huo Siming’s coat and put it on him from behind, “Do what you think is right. I’m behind you.”

 

There were footsteps outside, and Pei Yan disappeared into the darkness.

 

Ahead, Hewanglan turned the corner.

 

The first time he laid eyes on Luo Xingyun, he sighed deep in his soul: “Brother, who are you?”