Chapter 2 – She Called Him Silently, “General”
As early as during the summer vacation, the students of Year Two Class Two learned that there would be a special transfer student in the new semester.
The head teacher of the class, Liu Qinghua, did not specifically explain Qi Ying’s situation, but he told the students in Class Two that the new classmate’s father was an honorable and great policeman who sacrificed his life for the people and was worthy of the greatest admiration. This new classmate was the daughter of a martyr and a descendant of the hero. Therefore, everyone must help and love each other.
The biggest worries of these adolescent boys and girls in their daily lives were nothing more than test scores, coupled with unrequited love troubles. Where would they have seen such adjectives like “martyr” and “hero”? After the initial shock, one after another they flooded the forum and pledged that they will definitely love and protect this new student!
The new semester on campus began full of vigor and vitality.
Although Qi Ying had been doing psychological therapies for a long time already, she still can’t adapt when there were suddenly so many people around her.
She was born in exile where devastation and starving people filled the land. Later, she lived in the General’s Manor, but there were only two or three servant girls who served her. For the most part, it was lifeless and lonely there.
The only excitement she could think of was the Shangyuan Lantern Festival of that year. The general happened to be returning to Beijing. He changed into civilian clothing and led her to the streets. In the middle of the crowds, the general held her hand and bought her a stick of tanghulu.
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(T/N: Candied Chinese hawthorne, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Crataegus_pinnatifida)
The tanghulu was sweet and sticky, and it made her teeth stick together. The general asked her, “Is it delicious?”
She couldn’t open her mouth and was inwardly ashamed, so she could only nod her head and hesitantly stretched out the tanghulu in her hand. The general just smiled and shook his head, “I bought it for you.”
Someone suddenly bumped into her shoulder, and Qi Ying’s foot stumbled, interrupting her memory.
A group of boys ran in the corridor like a gust of wind while swearing and chasing after one another. Yu Zhao supported Qi Ying, and scolded the person who already ran away without even apologizing: “Are you blind or something?”
Unexpectedly, the last boy who ran heard it, and abruptly turned around. It seemed like he wanted to come over and say something to Yu Zhao. He had just taken two steps back when he suddenly heard his brother shouted, “Qu Dazhuang what are you dawdling for? Are you going to let our elder brother wait for us?!”
The boy named Qu Dazhuang erected a middle finger towards Yu Zhao, and turned around to run away.
Yu Zhao, not to be outdone, returned a middle finger.
(T/N: means unwillingness to show that you are worse than others)
The guy in glasses leaning next to the balcony, kindly said: “Classmate, I advise you not to provoke that group of people.”
Yu Zhao was a thorn head in junior high school. He was the least afraid to cause trouble, and he just sneered when he heard the warning: ” Why can’t I mess with them? ”
(T/N: 刺头(thorn head) – a person who was always at odds with others. A difficult person. A prick.)
The guy in glasses covered the corner of his mouth and said: “Those people are mixed with Ji Rang. ”
The newborn calf that was not afraid of the tiger, Yu Zhao: “Ji Rang? Which bastard? Never heard of him. ”
(T/N: fearless, dares to act)
There was a sudden silence for two seconds.
The glasses guy didn’t expect that he would say such crazy words and was stunned for a while. He then glanced at Yu Zhao meaningfully before he quickly ran away.
(Editor’s Note: 自求多福 – to seek happiness using one’s own strength is better than seeking help from others. Here, the glasses guy glance probably means ‘you’re on your own’ or ‘I better not mix with you to save my own hide’. It depends on how you interpret the glasses guy gaze.)
Yu Zhao still didn’t know what he had provoked. He patted the clothes of Qi Ying who was still standing in the same place, then held her wrist, and took her to the class teacher’s office.
Liu Qinghua was sorting out the roster and had just turned to the page with Qi Ying’s information. The girl in the thumb-sized photo had a ponytail which revealed a clean and full forehead, and the corners of her mouth were slightly curved, looking smart and quiet.
When he heard someone shouted, he looked up and saw a young lady who was even more beautiful than the picture, standing timidly at the door.
Yu Zhao handed Qi Ying over to Liu Qinghua and returned to his classroom.
In the office, Liu Qinghua tried to communicate with Qi Ying, and even spoke with a gesture. Qi Ying’s hands that rested behind her back trembled slightly, she tried to understand what the stranger in front of her was trying to tell her.
The teacher from the next class said: “Old Liu, is she the special student in your class? The one who can’t hear nor speak? She can’t understand you if you blindly gesture ah.”
Finally, Liu Qinghua gave up, wrote in a notebook, and gave it to her: “My surname is Liu and I am your class teacher. I will take you to the classroom now. Your new classmates are very friendly, so you don’t have to worry.”
Qi Ying was relieved finally and nodded obediently.
The classroom of Year Two Class Two was at the end of the corridor. The bell for the first class of the new semester had already rung. Liu Qinghua pushed the door and entered. The noisy class instantly quieted down, and dozens of eyes all looked together at the thin figure beside him.
Qi Ying subconsciously hid behind Liu Qinghua.
Liu Qinghua noticed her fear, held her hand, patted it gently, and took her to the podium, “This is classmate Qi Ying who I mentioned to you before. From now on, she’ll be part of Class Two. Qi Ying’s situation is special, so everyone please help her a lot and make friends with her. Come on, clap and welcome her.”
Applause broke out in the class.
Qi Ying looked at the organized applause. Although she couldn’t hear it, she knew it was a welcoming gesture for her. A smile appeared on her pale face because of her nervousness.
The classmates of Class Two applauded even more vigorously.
Qi Ying’s new desk-mate was a girl with baby fat and small dimples called Yue Li. She stared at Qi Ying with round eyes and waited for her to sit down, afterwards, she immediately extended her hand to show friendliness.
Qi Ying shook hands with her. Yue Li took advantage of Liu Qinghua’s speech about the arrangement of the new school term and took out her already written personal introduction and gave it to Qi Ying excitedly.
If this introduction was reworked carefully and combined with work experience, it can be used as a resume.
Qi Ying learned how many people there were in Yue Li’s family, and how many dogs they were raising. She even learned whether Yue Li liked sweet or salty dumplings.
The surrounding classmates soon follow suit and Qi Ying spent the rest of the time looking at various resumes.
After the class ended, the female students in the class called Qi Ying to go to the toilet together.
As a student, going to the toilet together was a sign of friendship.
Although Qi Ying did not need to empty her bladder, her classmates were full of smiles and enthusiastically friendly. She would not refuse this goodwill, so she had to keep up.
The girls in Class Two surrounded her like she was a fragile product.
Hulala go, hulala come back, and in between classes, they will also chat with schoolmates from the neighbouring class.
(T/N: sound of footsteps)
“Is she the special student in your class?”
“Is your class’s prettiest girl going to be replaced by her?”
“She really can’t hear anything?”
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In the morning, there was a rumor that spread in the second year of senior high school. A very beautiful, deaf and mute girl transferred to Class Two. Her father was a policeman who sacrificed his life for the people.
Although the boys from the lowest ranking Class Nine just had a fight with thorny students from an outside school, and two of them still had injuries on their faces, this did not affect their participation in gossip.
Wave after wave of students went to Class Two to inquire. Not long after, Qu Dazhuang came back while cursing: “F*ck, can’t even get a glimpse of her hair or shadow. Those nerds in Class Two used books to block the windows, was there a need to go so far?”
Qu Dazhuang whose real name was Qu Peng, had a sporty and robust body, hence he was named that way.
(T/N: Dazhuang means very robust)
“Why not?” Liu Haiyang kicked him, “That’s a martyr’s child! Can you see her casually?”
Qu Dazhuang angrily said: “Looking won’t make you lose a piece of meat.”
There was a noisy voice outside the corridor, “I have a picture of the special student! Who wants to see? “
All of a sudden the classroom became rowdy:” I want to see! Show me! “
In the corner of the last row by the window, the boy lying on the desk seemed to be disturbed by the noise. At that time, he didn’t even raise his head, and only kicked forward with his foot violently. When the front chair slammed onto the ground, the classroom suddenly became quiet.
Qu Dazhuang made a gesture to be silent towards Liu Haiyang.
Even the group of teenagers who usually followed him were silent, let alone the other students who because of the imposing atmosphere did not even dare to make any noise.
After a long while, a cold voice sounded in the air: “Is it very honorable?”
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Qu Dazhuang was puzzled: “What? What did you say Rang Ge?”
(T/N: 哥-Ge means big/older brother)
The boy lying on the desk finally looked up. The fragments of his messy hair covered his sharp pair of black eyes which resembled a knife, and when he looked at people, it was like a blade passing through. He had a smirk on his lips, “I said, is it very honorable to sacrifice your life for the people?”
After mingling with Ji Rang for so long, if they still could not sense that he was very irritable right now, then they would have mingled in vain.
No one dared to answer.
Ji Rang silently laughed and lay back on the desk again.
(T/N: Yes it’s lay because it’s the past tense of lie which means to rest or recline.)
Until the end of school, the noisy back row of the classroom was as quiet as a chicken. Even the teachers wondered how this group of bad students were so obedient today.
Just after the school bell just rang, Luo Bing of Class Eight rushed in: “Rang Ge! The kid surnamed Li reported to me just now that there was a freshman from Year One who called you a bastard!”
Ji Rang was still lying on his stomach and didn’t respond while the several people around him already couldn’t sit still.
“F*ck? Which fool was so crazy?”
“Dog-day, f*ck him!”
(T/N: Son of a b*tich/f*cked or spawned by a dog)
“This year’s freshman is really unruly, we can’t even leave them alone for 1 day.“
(Editor’s Note: The original word is this > 三天不打上房揭瓦 = three days without a beating, and a child will scale the roof to rip the tiles (idiom) / spare the rod, spoil the child. In this case, since it was the 1st day of school, they change 3 days into 1 day XD)
Ji Rang lazily stood up and put his uniform on his shoulder, “Bring people to Xita Lane.”
Luo Bing turned around and dashed out to follow his order.
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On the first day of school, she actually didn’t have many classes. Basically, she collected homework, distributed new books, and adjusted seats. Near the afternoon, she had one Chinese and one Math class.
Qi Ying was illiterate before. Later, even after she entered the General’s Manor, she had only learned how to write her own name. Now, with the memories of her body, she suddenly became a person with rich knowledge, and she was simply overwhelmed with favor.
The original owner’s grades were pretty good, and was previously ranked in the top ten of the grade. Qi Ying looked at the graphics and formulas in the Math textbook and understood the meaning magically.
Although she couldn’t hear the teacher’s lecture, she still carefully copied the notes on the blackboard.
She knew that in any era, everyone likes knowledgeable people. Now, she finally had an opportunity to go to school, and enjoy equality and freedom like the boys, so she must cherish it deeply.
Yue Li, who had written a whole page of notes, looked at Qi Ying’s notebook and suddenly felt that she was killed in a second.
She shamefully passed a small note to Qi Ying: Ying Ying, your notes are so organized, can I borrow and copy it?
Qi Ying felt that she had probably inherited the learning talent of this body and lent her notes generously.
Yu Zhao came to pick her up after school.
Qi Ying waved to her classmates one by one, and finally stepped out of the classroom with her school bag on her back.
They barely walked out of the school gate, when Yu Zhao’s buddy, Yang Xinyuan, rushed to catch up with him and pantingly said, “I just heard that Ji Rang brought some people to block you. Run quickly!”
Yu Zhao: “Which Ji Rang?”
Yang Xinyuan: “The one you called a bastard! The school tyrant of Haicheng First High School!”
Yu Zhao’s complexion changed. It’s not that he was afraid of the legendary school tyrant, but Qi Ying was following him right now. If Qi Ying had even a strand of hair missing, he was afraid that he’ll be skinned by his father.
Not far away, Luo Bing had already brought people over aggressively.
Yu Zhao pushed Qi Ying to Yang Xinyuan: “Take my sister to Qi Li Xiang Milk Tea Shop first. I’ll look for you later.”
The owner of Qi Li Xiang Milk Tea Shop was a fan of Jay Chou. Whenever you go to the shop, you can listen to Jay Chou’s song.
Yang Xinyuan bought Qi Ying a cup of milk tea and waited uneasily.
He waited until Qi Ying drank the whole cup of milk tea, and there wasn’t even one pearl left, but Yu Zhao still hasn’t returned.
He remembered the fact that Ji Rang had sent the seniors into the hospital last semester, and couldn’t sit still any longer. He typed to Qi Ying and asked her to stay here without walking around. Then, he ran out to find Yu Zhao.
Although Qi Ying didn’t know what happened, she observed the situation and knew that it was not good. Thinking of Yu Zhao’s reaction just now, he must have encountered some troubles and she couldn’t help but worry.
After thinking about it, she got up and went to find him.
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Xita Lane was just right behind the school.
Yu Zhao confronted the group of people alone, which was nothing at all. He was a tyrant in junior high school and had also practiced Taekwondo. The fights he took part in, if it didn’t reach 100, at least, he also had 80. He really didn’t put this Haicheng school tyrant in his eyes.
He stood languidly, then, he defiantly asked: “All together at once or one at a time?”
Outrageous!
Qu Dazhuang rolled up his sleeves and scolded: “You f*cker, don’t be crazy! You’ll be crying for your dad and mom in a while, and by then it’ll be too late!”
A group of people was about to rush forward and beat him up, when a cold voice was heard in the air: “Step aside.”
Yu Zhao watched the young man, who was a head taller than him, come up lazily from within the crowd. His eyelids were raised halfway, and with a smile that was not a smile, he asked him: “Yu Zhao, right?”
Yu Zhao sneered: “I’m your grandpa.”
Ji Rang hooked his fingers at him: “Come.”
Yu Zhao lifted his fists and threw a punch right away.
He has never lost in a duel before.
As a result, his fist hit the air, and almost instantly, his lower abdomen became painful, and the whole person was almost flipped over with a kick to the knee by Ji Rang.
Yu Zhao said in his mind, finished calf, he underestimated the enemy, and met an expert.
(T/N: It’s over!/He’s finished. Finished calf is mostly used to describe that people or things have not achieved the expected state or purpose, including derogatory meaning.)
The two people wanted to fight again, but there was a sudden noise in the quiet alley, and then a dozen people ran out of the corner, all carrying sticks and bricks.
Qu Dazhuang scolded: “F*ck! You f*cker still brought an ambush force!”
Yu Zhao shouted: “It’s not my people!”
Qu Dazhuang looked carefully, and it turned out to be the pricks from the Third High School that they had cleaned up this morning.
While they were fighting here, they came to loot a burning house and mounted a sneak attack.
(T/N: To profit from somebody’s misfortune)
With the fight changing directions to the other group, Yu Zhao innocently stood in the middle.
It’s not right to hit anyone.
So he simply started to watch the fight.
Ji Rang’s attack was really fierce. It can be seen that he had practiced his skills without fooling around. He could draw blood with one punch. But this time Ji Rang brought people to block him, so originally, he didn’t bring many people, and they also had no weapons. The other side was very rampant because they had a large number of people and weapons.
Yu Zhao thought, In any case, we were from the same school, should I lend a helping hand?
As he was thinking about it, a short guy with a steel rod in his hand took advantage of Ji Rang’s back while he was dealing with the other two people, and suddenly pounced over, swung the steel bar, and smashed it down. Yu Zhao shouted: “Be careful!”
His voice just fell when suddenly there was a shadow that flashed through the corner of his eyes, which had not yet reacted. Someone rushed to Ji Rang’s back, and rigidly took the hit for him.
When he clearly saw who was the person who came, Yu Zhao’s cold sweat came out instantly.
“Sister!” He rushed up in despair, and kicked the sneaky short guy who was then sent flying, “F*ck your mother!”
Ji Rang turned back abruptly and embraced the soft, weak body behind him.
The tip of his nose smelled a light and sweet fragrance.
He lowered his head, and met a pair of tearful, hazy eyes that seemed as if the moonlight and starlight had fallen down into her eyes.
She called him silently: “General.”
The author has something to say:
There is too much controversy about the male lead’s phrase, “Is it honorable to sacrifice your life for the people?” This is the explanation for it:
This is a foreshadowing. I originally wanted to let everyone understand it later, but one after another, the negative score gave me no choice but to spoil it here. There is no doubt that the police are honorable, and it is great to sacrifice for the people. This is something I recognize and respect. However, this sentence was from the male lead’s perspective as a victim’s family. He cannot accept it, and because no one had ever guided him since childhood, the attack came one after another, and he gradually went to the extremes, hating this kind of self-sacrificing behavior.
It is said in the copywriting that this is a story of mutual healing. It tells the story of a fallen extreme teenager who gradually grew to understand his past that he once hated and loathed. This is a process from never accepting to accepting. If you are willing to continue to read it, I hope this story will heal you as much as the male lead.
If you aren’t willing to continue reading it, don’t put a hat of insulting the martyrs on the male lead. “Is it honorable to sacrifice your life for the people?” This sentence did not mean to insult the police and the martyr. It was just a painful question by the youngster who lost his loved one. He will grow, and gradually understand and accept it. I hope everyone can give him time.
Chapter 2 – She Called Him Silently, “General”
As early as during the summer vacation, the students of Year Two Class Two learned that there would be a special transfer student in the new semester.
The head teacher of the class, Liu Qinghua, did not specifically explain Qi Ying’s situation, but he told the students in Class Two that the new classmate’s father was an honorable and great policeman who sacrificed his life for the people and was worthy of the greatest admiration. This new classmate was the daughter of a martyr and a descendant of the hero. Therefore, everyone must help and love each other.
The biggest worries of these adolescent boys and girls in their daily lives were nothing more than test scores, coupled with unrequited love troubles. Where would they have seen such adjectives like “martyr” and “hero”? After the initial shock, one after another they flooded the forum and pledged that they will definitely love and protect this new student!
The new semester on campus began full of vigor and vitality.
Although Qi Ying had been doing psychological therapies for a long time already, she still can’t adapt when there were suddenly so many people around her.
She was born in exile where devastation and starving people filled the land. Later, she lived in the General’s Manor, but there were only two or three servant girls who served her. For the most part, it was lifeless and lonely there.
The only excitement she could think of was the Shangyuan Lantern Festival of that year. The general happened to be returning to Beijing. He changed into civilian clothing and led her to the streets. In the middle of the crowds, the general held her hand and bought her a stick of tanghulu.
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(T/N: Candied Chinese hawthorne, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Crataegus_pinnatifida)
The tanghulu was sweet and sticky, and it made her teeth stick together. The general asked her, “Is it delicious?”
She couldn’t open her mouth and was inwardly ashamed, so she could only nod her head and hesitantly stretched out the tanghulu in her hand. The general just smiled and shook his head, “I bought it for you.”
Someone suddenly bumped into her shoulder, and Qi Ying’s foot stumbled, interrupting her memory.
A group of boys ran in the corridor like a gust of wind while swearing and chasing after one another. Yu Zhao supported Qi Ying, and scolded the person who already ran away without even apologizing: “Are you blind or something?”
Unexpectedly, the last boy who ran heard it, and abruptly turned around. It seemed like he wanted to come over and say something to Yu Zhao. He had just taken two steps back when he suddenly heard his brother shouted, “Qu Dazhuang what are you dawdling for? Are you going to let our elder brother wait for us?!”
The boy named Qu Dazhuang erected a middle finger towards Yu Zhao, and turned around to run away.
Yu Zhao, not to be outdone, returned a middle finger.
(T/N: means unwillingness to show that you are worse than others)
The guy in glasses leaning next to the balcony, kindly said: “Classmate, I advise you not to provoke that group of people.”
Yu Zhao was a thorn head in junior high school. He was the least afraid to cause trouble, and he just sneered when he heard the warning: ” Why can’t I mess with them? ”
(T/N: 刺头(thorn head) – a person who was always at odds with others. A difficult person. A prick.)
The guy in glasses covered the corner of his mouth and said: “Those people are mixed with Ji Rang. ”
The newborn calf that was not afraid of the tiger, Yu Zhao: “Ji Rang? Which bastard? Never heard of him. ”
(T/N: fearless, dares to act)
There was a sudden silence for two seconds.
The glasses guy didn’t expect that he would say such crazy words and was stunned for a while. He then glanced at Yu Zhao meaningfully before he quickly ran away.
(Editor’s Note: 自求多福 – to seek happiness using one’s own strength is better than seeking help from others. Here, the glasses guy glance probably means ‘you’re on your own’ or ‘I better not mix with you to save my own hide’. It depends on how you interpret the glasses guy gaze.)
Yu Zhao still didn’t know what he had provoked. He patted the clothes of Qi Ying who was still standing in the same place, then held her wrist, and took her to the class teacher’s office.
Liu Qinghua was sorting out the roster and had just turned to the page with Qi Ying’s information. The girl in the thumb-sized photo had a ponytail which revealed a clean and full forehead, and the corners of her mouth were slightly curved, looking smart and quiet.
When he heard someone shouted, he looked up and saw a young lady who was even more beautiful than the picture, standing timidly at the door.
Yu Zhao handed Qi Ying over to Liu Qinghua and returned to his classroom.
In the office, Liu Qinghua tried to communicate with Qi Ying, and even spoke with a gesture. Qi Ying’s hands that rested behind her back trembled slightly, she tried to understand what the stranger in front of her was trying to tell her.
The teacher from the next class said: “Old Liu, is she the special student in your class? The one who can’t hear nor speak? She can’t understand you if you blindly gesture ah.”
Finally, Liu Qinghua gave up, wrote in a notebook, and gave it to her: “My surname is Liu and I am your class teacher. I will take you to the classroom now. Your new classmates are very friendly, so you don’t have to worry.”
Qi Ying was relieved finally and nodded obediently.
The classroom of Year Two Class Two was at the end of the corridor. The bell for the first class of the new semester had already rung. Liu Qinghua pushed the door and entered. The noisy class instantly quieted down, and dozens of eyes all looked together at the thin figure beside him.
Qi Ying subconsciously hid behind Liu Qinghua.
Liu Qinghua noticed her fear, held her hand, patted it gently, and took her to the podium, “This is classmate Qi Ying who I mentioned to you before. From now on, she’ll be part of Class Two. Qi Ying’s situation is special, so everyone please help her a lot and make friends with her. Come on, clap and welcome her.”
Applause broke out in the class.
Qi Ying looked at the organized applause. Although she couldn’t hear it, she knew it was a welcoming gesture for her. A smile appeared on her pale face because of her nervousness.
The classmates of Class Two applauded even more vigorously.
Qi Ying’s new desk-mate was a girl with baby fat and small dimples called Yue Li. She stared at Qi Ying with round eyes and waited for her to sit down, afterwards, she immediately extended her hand to show friendliness.
Qi Ying shook hands with her. Yue Li took advantage of Liu Qinghua’s speech about the arrangement of the new school term and took out her already written personal introduction and gave it to Qi Ying excitedly.
If this introduction was reworked carefully and combined with work experience, it can be used as a resume.
Qi Ying learned how many people there were in Yue Li’s family, and how many dogs they were raising. She even learned whether Yue Li liked sweet or salty dumplings.
The surrounding classmates soon follow suit and Qi Ying spent the rest of the time looking at various resumes.
After the class ended, the female students in the class called Qi Ying to go to the toilet together.
As a student, going to the toilet together was a sign of friendship.
Although Qi Ying did not need to empty her bladder, her classmates were full of smiles and enthusiastically friendly. She would not refuse this goodwill, so she had to keep up.
The girls in Class Two surrounded her like she was a fragile product.
Hulala go, hulala come back, and in between classes, they will also chat with schoolmates from the neighbouring class.
(T/N: sound of footsteps)
“Is she the special student in your class?”
“Is your class’s prettiest girl going to be replaced by her?”
“She really can’t hear anything?”
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In the morning, there was a rumor that spread in the second year of senior high school. A very beautiful, deaf and mute girl transferred to Class Two. Her father was a policeman who sacrificed his life for the people.
Although the boys from the lowest ranking Class Nine just had a fight with thorny students from an outside school, and two of them still had injuries on their faces, this did not affect their participation in gossip.
Wave after wave of students went to Class Two to inquire. Not long after, Qu Dazhuang came back while cursing: “F*ck, can’t even get a glimpse of her hair or shadow. Those nerds in Class Two used books to block the windows, was there a need to go so far?”
Qu Dazhuang whose real name was Qu Peng, had a sporty and robust body, hence he was named that way.
(T/N: Dazhuang means very robust)
“Why not?” Liu Haiyang kicked him, “That’s a martyr’s child! Can you see her casually?”
Qu Dazhuang angrily said: “Looking won’t make you lose a piece of meat.”
There was a noisy voice outside the corridor, “I have a picture of the special student! Who wants to see? “
All of a sudden the classroom became rowdy:” I want to see! Show me! “
In the corner of the last row by the window, the boy lying on the desk seemed to be disturbed by the noise. At that time, he didn’t even raise his head, and only kicked forward with his foot violently. When the front chair slammed onto the ground, the classroom suddenly became quiet.
Qu Dazhuang made a gesture to be silent towards Liu Haiyang.
Even the group of teenagers who usually followed him were silent, let alone the other students who because of the imposing atmosphere did not even dare to make any noise.
After a long while, a cold voice sounded in the air: “Is it very honorable?”
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Qu Dazhuang was puzzled: “What? What did you say Rang Ge?”
(T/N: 哥-Ge means big/older brother)
The boy lying on the desk finally looked up. The fragments of his messy hair covered his sharp pair of black eyes which resembled a knife, and when he looked at people, it was like a blade passing through. He had a smirk on his lips, “I said, is it very honorable to sacrifice your life for the people?”
After mingling with Ji Rang for so long, if they still could not sense that he was very irritable right now, then they would have mingled in vain.
No one dared to answer.
Ji Rang silently laughed and lay back on the desk again.
(T/N: Yes it’s lay because it’s the past tense of lie which means to rest or recline.)
Until the end of school, the noisy back row of the classroom was as quiet as a chicken. Even the teachers wondered how this group of bad students were so obedient today.
Just after the school bell just rang, Luo Bing of Class Eight rushed in: “Rang Ge! The kid surnamed Li reported to me just now that there was a freshman from Year One who called you a bastard!”
Ji Rang was still lying on his stomach and didn’t respond while the several people around him already couldn’t sit still.
“F*ck? Which fool was so crazy?”
“Dog-day, f*ck him!”
(T/N: Son of a b*tich/f*cked or spawned by a dog)
“This year’s freshman is really unruly, we can’t even leave them alone for 1 day.“
(Editor’s Note: The original word is this > 三天不打上房揭瓦 = three days without a beating, and a child will scale the roof to rip the tiles (idiom) / spare the rod, spoil the child. In this case, since it was the 1st day of school, they change 3 days into 1 day XD)
Ji Rang lazily stood up and put his uniform on his shoulder, “Bring people to Xita Lane.”
Luo Bing turned around and dashed out to follow his order.
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On the first day of school, she actually didn’t have many classes. Basically, she collected homework, distributed new books, and adjusted seats. Near the afternoon, she had one Chinese and one Math class.
Qi Ying was illiterate before. Later, even after she entered the General’s Manor, she had only learned how to write her own name. Now, with the memories of her body, she suddenly became a person with rich knowledge, and she was simply overwhelmed with favor.
The original owner’s grades were pretty good, and was previously ranked in the top ten of the grade. Qi Ying looked at the graphics and formulas in the Math textbook and understood the meaning magically.
Although she couldn’t hear the teacher’s lecture, she still carefully copied the notes on the blackboard.
She knew that in any era, everyone likes knowledgeable people. Now, she finally had an opportunity to go to school, and enjoy equality and freedom like the boys, so she must cherish it deeply.
Yue Li, who had written a whole page of notes, looked at Qi Ying’s notebook and suddenly felt that she was killed in a second.
She shamefully passed a small note to Qi Ying: Ying Ying, your notes are so organized, can I borrow and copy it?
Qi Ying felt that she had probably inherited the learning talent of this body and lent her notes generously.
Yu Zhao came to pick her up after school.
Qi Ying waved to her classmates one by one, and finally stepped out of the classroom with her school bag on her back.
They barely walked out of the school gate, when Yu Zhao’s buddy, Yang Xinyuan, rushed to catch up with him and pantingly said, “I just heard that Ji Rang brought some people to block you. Run quickly!”
Yu Zhao: “Which Ji Rang?”
Yang Xinyuan: “The one you called a bastard! The school tyrant of Haicheng First High School!”
Yu Zhao’s complexion changed. It’s not that he was afraid of the legendary school tyrant, but Qi Ying was following him right now. If Qi Ying had even a strand of hair missing, he was afraid that he’ll be skinned by his father.
Not far away, Luo Bing had already brought people over aggressively.
Yu Zhao pushed Qi Ying to Yang Xinyuan: “Take my sister to Qi Li Xiang Milk Tea Shop first. I’ll look for you later.”
The owner of Qi Li Xiang Milk Tea Shop was a fan of Jay Chou. Whenever you go to the shop, you can listen to Jay Chou’s song.
Yang Xinyuan bought Qi Ying a cup of milk tea and waited uneasily.
He waited until Qi Ying drank the whole cup of milk tea, and there wasn’t even one pearl left, but Yu Zhao still hasn’t returned.
He remembered the fact that Ji Rang had sent the seniors into the hospital last semester, and couldn’t sit still any longer. He typed to Qi Ying and asked her to stay here without walking around. Then, he ran out to find Yu Zhao.
Although Qi Ying didn’t know what happened, she observed the situation and knew that it was not good. Thinking of Yu Zhao’s reaction just now, he must have encountered some troubles and she couldn’t help but worry.
After thinking about it, she got up and went to find him.
…
Xita Lane was just right behind the school.
Yu Zhao confronted the group of people alone, which was nothing at all. He was a tyrant in junior high school and had also practiced Taekwondo. The fights he took part in, if it didn’t reach 100, at least, he also had 80. He really didn’t put this Haicheng school tyrant in his eyes.
He stood languidly, then, he defiantly asked: “All together at once or one at a time?”
Outrageous!
Qu Dazhuang rolled up his sleeves and scolded: “You f*cker, don’t be crazy! You’ll be crying for your dad and mom in a while, and by then it’ll be too late!”
A group of people was about to rush forward and beat him up, when a cold voice was heard in the air: “Step aside.”
Yu Zhao watched the young man, who was a head taller than him, come up lazily from within the crowd. His eyelids were raised halfway, and with a smile that was not a smile, he asked him: “Yu Zhao, right?”
Yu Zhao sneered: “I’m your grandpa.”
Ji Rang hooked his fingers at him: “Come.”
Yu Zhao lifted his fists and threw a punch right away.
He has never lost in a duel before.
As a result, his fist hit the air, and almost instantly, his lower abdomen became painful, and the whole person was almost flipped over with a kick to the knee by Ji Rang.
Yu Zhao said in his mind, finished calf, he underestimated the enemy, and met an expert.
(T/N: It’s over!/He’s finished. Finished calf is mostly used to describe that people or things have not achieved the expected state or purpose, including derogatory meaning.)
The two people wanted to fight again, but there was a sudden noise in the quiet alley, and then a dozen people ran out of the corner, all carrying sticks and bricks.
Qu Dazhuang scolded: “F*ck! You f*cker still brought an ambush force!”
Yu Zhao shouted: “It’s not my people!”
Qu Dazhuang looked carefully, and it turned out to be the pricks from the Third High School that they had cleaned up this morning.
While they were fighting here, they came to loot a burning house and mounted a sneak attack.
(T/N: To profit from somebody’s misfortune)
With the fight changing directions to the other group, Yu Zhao innocently stood in the middle.
It’s not right to hit anyone.
So he simply started to watch the fight.
Ji Rang’s attack was really fierce. It can be seen that he had practiced his skills without fooling around. He could draw blood with one punch. But this time Ji Rang brought people to block him, so originally, he didn’t bring many people, and they also had no weapons. The other side was very rampant because they had a large number of people and weapons.
Yu Zhao thought, In any case, we were from the same school, should I lend a helping hand?
As he was thinking about it, a short guy with a steel rod in his hand took advantage of Ji Rang’s back while he was dealing with the other two people, and suddenly pounced over, swung the steel bar, and smashed it down. Yu Zhao shouted: “Be careful!”
His voice just fell when suddenly there was a shadow that flashed through the corner of his eyes, which had not yet reacted. Someone rushed to Ji Rang’s back, and rigidly took the hit for him.
When he clearly saw who was the person who came, Yu Zhao’s cold sweat came out instantly.
“Sister!” He rushed up in despair, and kicked the sneaky short guy who was then sent flying, “F*ck your mother!”
Ji Rang turned back abruptly and embraced the soft, weak body behind him.
The tip of his nose smelled a light and sweet fragrance.
He lowered his head, and met a pair of tearful, hazy eyes that seemed as if the moonlight and starlight had fallen down into her eyes.
She called him silently: “General.”
The author has something to say:
There is too much controversy about the male lead’s phrase, “Is it honorable to sacrifice your life for the people?” This is the explanation for it:
This is a foreshadowing. I originally wanted to let everyone understand it later, but one after another, the negative score gave me no choice but to spoil it here. There is no doubt that the police are honorable, and it is great to sacrifice for the people. This is something I recognize and respect. However, this sentence was from the male lead’s perspective as a victim’s family. He cannot accept it, and because no one had ever guided him since childhood, the attack came one after another, and he gradually went to the extremes, hating this kind of self-sacrificing behavior.
It is said in the copywriting that this is a story of mutual healing. It tells the story of a fallen extreme teenager who gradually grew to understand his past that he once hated and loathed. This is a process from never accepting to accepting. If you are willing to continue to read it, I hope this story will heal you as much as the male lead.
If you aren’t willing to continue reading it, don’t put a hat of insulting the martyrs on the male lead. “Is it honorable to sacrifice your life for the people?” This sentence did not mean to insult the police and the martyr. It was just a painful question by the youngster who lost his loved one. He will grow, and gradually understand and accept it. I hope everyone can give him time.
