Chapter 6

Chapter 4: The Tears Are Too Salty!

Zhang Chen vomited with a wrenching pain, his insides feeling as if they were being torn apart, and he even vomited up the breakfast from the day before.

First, he bent over, then knelt on one knee. When there was nothing left to vomit, his body went limp, and he collapsed onto the ground.

All his strength seemed to have been drained, leaving him like a useless person.

Zhang Chen's nose was running, and there was still some liquid at the corners of his mouth, making him look absolutely miserable.

"Are you—okay?" Li Sinen looked worried, her eyes red and on the verge of tears. "Why is this happening? I put a lot of effort into making the soup. Could it really be that bad?"

Zhang Chen looked up at the little cabbage standing in front of him, trying to give her a reassuring smile, but his current state made his smile look even more pitiful. His voice was hoarse and weak as he said, "What—what did you put in the soup?"

"What did I put in?" Li Sinen looked innocent, thinking hard before saying, "I put in pork ribs, angelica, yam, sophora, houttuynia, night-blooming cereus, and five-ling-zhi—"

"Five-ling-zhi?" Zhang Chen's stomach clenched again, and he clutched his throat, gagging. He said angrily, "That's—the dried feces of a flying squirrel. You actually put—feces in the soup?"

"Five-ling-zhi is also a traditional Chinese medicine. It can be used for internal blood stasis and bleeding, such as excessive menstrual bleeding with dark clots and abdominal pain. Since you like playing ball, your body is bound to get some bruises. I used five-ling-zhi to help with blood circulation and reduce bruising. What's wrong with that?"

"You—you—"

Zhang Chen's fingers trembled as he pointed at Li Sinen, but he couldn't say a word.

Seeing their idol in such a state, the other cheerleading team members gathered around.

"Xiao Chen Chen, are you okay? I'm so worried."

"Zhang Chen, what's wrong? Are you sick?"

"Hey, who are you? What did you give our Zhang Chen to drink?"

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These supporters had always been jealous of Li Sinen's beauty, her charming and lively aura that was extremely attractive.

Seeing Zhang Chen treat her specially and reject their mineral water and drinks had already made them very unhappy. Now, after drinking her soup, he was vomiting uncontrollably, so they naturally stepped forward to voice their righteous indignation.

"I am—just—" Li Sinen looked timid, but suddenly raised her voice, saying, "I just gave him a bowl of feces soup."

"What did you say?" The girls were furious and prepared to attack.

Li Sinen's toe flicked, and the thermos that Zhang Chen had thrown to the ground returned to her hand.

She looked at the cartoon thermos covered in big-mouth monkey stickers with a hint of regret and sighed, "This is my favorite thermos. Unfortunately, it was wasted by a pig."

She squeezed the thermos with her fingers, and with a 'crack,' the special material thermos shattered into countless pieces.

Rustle—rustle—

The girls who had gathered around quickly dispersed like a tide.

Li Sinen threw the broken pieces of the thermos onto Zhang Chen and carefully wiped the soup stains from her hands with a handkerchief from her pocket.

The handkerchief was very white, and her hands were even whiter.

Then, under everyone's gaze, Li Sinen lifted her chin and walked out.

When she reached the door of the gym, she suddenly turned around, her face sweet and her voice soft and seductive, saying, "Be good, and don't bully my brother anymore."

"Who is your brother?" someone asked.

"Li Muyang."

"——"

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Bang!

Zhang Chen slapped the table and shouted angrily, "Li Muyang, get up."

Li Muyang was still sound asleep, showing no reaction at all.

Zhang Chen knew Li Muyang's habits and hit the table even harder.

Bang—bang—bang—

It was the lunch break, and everyone in the class was watching as Zhang Chen led a group to Li Muyang's side.

Cui Xiaoxin was reading an economics magazine intently. Hearing the loud slaps on the table, he looked up, his eyebrows slightly raised.

It wasn't that he wanted to stand up for Li Muyang, but he disliked being disturbed by such noise.

Under the expectant gazes of the entire class, Li Muyang finally woke up, raised his head from behind the pile of books, and looked at Zhang Chen standing in front of him, saying, "Are you here to bully me again?"

"——" Zhang Chen's eyes welled up, almost bursting into tears on the spot.

Who is bullying whom? If I came to bully you—do I look like someone who would bully others right now?

He tried to calm his anger, staring fiercely at Li Muyang and demanding, "Li Muyang, how can you be so despicable?"

"Despicable?" Li Muyang scratched his messy hair, trying to make it lie flat. But that tuft of hair was stubborn and refused to comply, no matter how hard he tried.

Li Muyang had to press it down with one hand, and after a while, it would naturally flatten. He looked up at Zhang Chen, saying, "I spend my days either sleeping or preparing to sleep. Apart from when you bully me, I have no presence at all. How can you use such words to describe me?"

"Li Muyang, you despicable person, you are two-faced, you pretend to be weak but are actually strong—-" Zhang Chen grew angrier the more he thought about it, and his stomach was still churning violently. He felt like he was about to go mad. "You clearly have incredible skills but pretend to be weak. How could you punch so powerfully during the boat ride? Even worse, you made your sister—made your sister trick me into drinking the soup—"

"Li Sinen?" Li Muyang frowned, his eyes sharp as he stared at Zhang Chen, asking, "What did you do to her?"

Although the little girl had been shouting about protecting him since she was young and was much stronger than him in every way, she was still a girl and his sister. If Zhang Chen dared to use any tricks on her, Li Muyang would definitely fight him to the death.

"What did I do to her? Why don't you ask what she did to me?" Zhang Chen was furious, but before he could jump up, he quickly clutched his stomach and crouched down.

"Pfft—"

Only after a loud sound of gas escaping from his lower body did his stomach feel better.

But while his stomach felt better, he felt very uncomfortable.

Seeing all the students staring at him with wide eyes and some covering their noses, Zhang Chen felt an urge to find a hole to hide in.

From a young age, he had grown up amidst flowers and praise. When had he ever suffered such humiliation?

"Brothers, beat him up," Zhang Chen shouted angrily.

The basketball team members who followed Zhang Chen immediately gathered around, ready to teach Li Muyang a lesson and avenge their captain.

Li Muyang raised a fist and waved it in the air, looking at Zhang Chen and saying, "I'll punch you away."

"——"

The team members who had seen Li Muyang punch Zhang Chen away immediately backed off. Those who hadn't seen it also followed suit, seeing the others retreat.

If everyone else was retreating, it must be very powerful.

So, except for Zhang Chen, who was still standing next to Li Muyang, everyone else fled far away.

Li Muyang pinched his nose with one hand and fanned the air with a textbook, saying angrily to Zhang Chen, "I can smell the houttuynia, night-blooming cereus, and five-ling-zhi in your fart—poison in your fart. Let everyone judge, who is the despicable one between us?"

Zhang Chen's nose tingled, and large tears rolled down his cheeks.

He cried.

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