BTO CH66

On a fine day, Zhang Feng should have comfortably stretched, pulled open the curtains, and welcomed the bright morning. With a relaxed mood, he swiped open his phone: “…”

All of Zhang Feng’s remaining sleepiness vanished in an instant: “??!”

Before he even had time to ask Xu Sheng what happened with the Four Schools Joint Competition, agreeing to slack together yet secretly scoring second place, Xu Sheng dealt him a second heavy blow.

His Dage, Xu Sheng, asked him if he had an extra school uniform.

Zhang Feng rubbed his eyes, confirming he hadn’t misread it. Those two words in the chat box really were “school uniform.” “Holy shit, I… could I still be asleep?”

Zhang Feng threw his phone aside, pulled up the blanket, and placed both hands on his chest, trying to return to the real world: “It must be a dream.”

“It’s definitely a dream… How could Xu Sheng possibly ask to borrow a school uniform from me? This is even more unbelievable than him taking second place in the competition.”

Xu Sheng not wearing a school uniform was famous.

That out-of-place, unique casual clothing style had almost become a landmark sight at Linjiang Sixth High.

Standing in a crowd, he could be spotted at a single glance, ostentatious to the extreme.

…

Not only Zhang Feng couldn’t imagine it, but probably no student in all of Linjiang Sixth High could imagine what Xu Sheng would look like obediently wearing a school uniform.

“Zhang Feng, are you trying to die? What time is it and you’re still not getting up! Do you still want to go to school?” Just as Zhang Feng threw his phone, he heard his mom pounding on the door.

Almost at the exact same time, his phone vibrated twice. The lord on the other end probably couldn’t wait any longer and sent another message:

Don’t pretend you didn’t see it.

Zhang Feng: “…” So he really wasn’t dreaming?

Xu Sheng was too lazy to wait. Checking the time and figuring it was about time, he simply dialed a voice call over.

Zhang Feng scrambled out of bed agilely. The second he picked up, Xu Sheng let out a slightly hoarse “Hello” on the other end.

“What time is it and you’re still not up,” Xu Sheng’s throat felt much better after drinking water. “Did you see the message?”

Zhang Feng: “I saw it, but… is it the meaning I think it is? You’re wearing the school uniform?”

Xu Sheng: “If I’m not wearing it, who else is?”

Zhang Feng choked: “…Are you serious? You’re being really abnormal. How many self-reflections did you write for the sake of not wearing the uniform?”

Xu Sheng: “I just hadn’t thought it through before. People change.”

Zhang Feng was completely sold.

He felt that today, not only him, but the entire school’s teachers and students were about to suffer a critical blow.

“I do actually have a new set of school uniforms here that I haven’t worn,” Zhang Feng said. “Then wait a bit. I estimate it’ll take half an hour before I can head out. Are you in your dorm? I’ll bring it straight to your dorm then.”

Monday morning, traffic was continuous at the school gate.

On the school sign at Linjiang Sixth High’s entrance were four magnificent calligraphy characters, reportedly written by a famous calligrapher specifically for Sixth High with rich and bold ink strokes. Director Gu stood at the school gate conducting routine checks, but today’s Director Gu was much gentler than usual. Sixth High capturing the double championship in the competition caused a smile to grace the face of this irritable grade director: “You say your uniform pants were washed and didn’t dry? Aiya, it’s fine, just don’t let it happen again. Am I the kind of teacher who doesn’t listen to reason? Head on in.”

That student really wanted to say: You usually are.

Students entered the school carrying their backpacks one after another. After the peak period passed, the noise at the school gate subsided.

Class 2-7.

“Sheng-ge hasn’t come yet?” Shen Wenhao was drunk last night, his head still aching today. He scratched his head and asked Shao Zhan.

Shao Zhan had gone to knock on Xu Sheng’s door in the morning. Having done several unbearable-to-recall things while drunk last night, the person inside the door was clearly hiding from him. In the end, he only asked the thing he wanted to know most through the door: “Are you still feeling unwell?” After confirming that the heartless person inside who ran away after teasing him was fine, he then went to class.

Shao Zhan: “He was just getting up when I came over.”

Shen Wenhao nodded: “Then remember to have Sheng-ge hand in his homework. Did he write his weekend homework?”

Shao Zhan: “He wrote it.”

To join the competition group, Xu Sheng had previously signed a series of unequal treaties in the office. Coupled with his fondness for spending time in Shao Zhan’s dorm, he had been handing in his homework on time lately.

Xu Sheng wasn’t entirely hiding from him. Part of the reason was indeed that his “hug me” from yesterday was too embarrassing. However, he was thick-skinned, and after accepting it, it wasn’t a big deal. The main reason was that he was currently trying on the school uniform, bare-chested and inconvenient to open the door.

Wearing the school uniform for the first time felt… a bit strange.

Sixth High’s uniform pants were loose, while Xu Sheng’s waist was slender.

Once fully dressed, Xu Sheng stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself twice, pulling at his collar uncomfortably, suddenly feeling a bit hesitant to step out.

In the end, Xu Sheng tucked the black cord around his neck inside the uniform collar. Calming down the feeling of “slapping his own face,” he walked out from the boys’ dorm.

Though there were fewer people at the school gate, the flow of people walking around inside the school had become much denser, especially along the path from the cafeteria and snack shop to the teaching building, where students appeared in groups.

A few girls with ponytails stepped out of the teaching building holding their textbooks.

“Why is it so lively?”

“The snack shop has fried chicken legs today, limited to fifty, everyone is scrambling for them.”

“Then let’s go…”

One of the girls walked down the steps, and while speaking up to this point, she raised her head, only to see something that froze her in place, unable to even finish the second half of her sentence “to take a look…”: “…”

The other girls were busy chatting with their heads down, failing to notice the teenager in the school uniform walking past them: “What’s wrong?”

That girl turned her head. After brushing past each other, she could only see the teenager’s back, tall with long legs. The loose greyish-blue school uniform actually accentuated his superior figure, along with that unrestrained youthful aura that not only wasn’t swallowed up in the crowd of school uniforms, but was exceptionally eye-catching.

The girl was speechless, opening her mouth in disbelief: “Was that person wearing a school uniform just now… Xu Sheng?”

Xu Sheng wearing a school uniform shocked a whole path of people before he even stepped into class.

Who didn’t know the School Tyrant had never worn a school uniform since enrolling?

What was going on today?

The School Tyrant wearing a school uniform.

These six words shocked everyone who ran into Xu Sheng this morning so much that they lost the ability to think.

Only Zhang Feng, who had entered class after delivering the school uniform to Xu Sheng, shook his head while copying homework, having long foreseen the massive stir it would cause among the entire school’s teachers and students today.

Inside Class 2-7.

Hou Jun and the others gathered around Shao Zhan as usual, begging the Study God for guidance: “Zhan-ge, please enlighten us! This reflection problem is seriously too hard, I’ve been racking my brain.”

Shao Zhan took the pen. This problem was assigned to Yuan Ziqiang by his tutor, not within the regular homework scope. As he looked over the problem, he paid attention to the movement outside the corridor: “This problem, solid geometry?”

Yuan Ziqiang: “Yes, yes, yes.”

Shao Zhan twirled his pen and began solving the problem. Halfway through solving it, the decibels in the corridor suddenly dropped.

At first, Yuan Ziqiang and the others found it strange: “What’s up? Why is it so quiet outside? Is Director Gu here to inspect?”

Until a figure appeared at the back door of the classroom.

He didn’t enter the class directly. Instead, he walked to the back window first. With his wrist slightly bent, holding a bottle of chilled mineral water emitting cold air, he reached his hand through the back window and placed the bottle on the desk. The teenager wore a school uniform. Perhaps still feeling unwell from the hangover, he looked a bit sleepy overall, yet it still couldn’t cover up the flamboyant nature on his body. After putting down the water, he half-leaned against the back window of the classroom and greeted them: “Morning.”

The lord standing before them was none other than Xu Sheng wearing a school uniform.

Hou Jun: “…”

Tan Kai: “…”

Yuan Ziqiang: “…”

Other students of Class 7: “…”

Class 7, just like the corridor outside, fell dead silent. The only sound was a “clack”, the pen Hou Jun hadn’t held securely accidentally dropped to the floor.

By the time Hou Jun and the others at a loss uttered a “Holy shit,” the morning class bell happened to ring.

Meng Guowei entered the class carrying textbooks, completely unaware of what had happened in class: “Um, our morning self-study period…”

Meng Guowei habitually scanned the classroom, his tone shifting abruptly: “The one in the very back row, did you walk into the wrong class… Wait a second, are you Xu Sheng?”

The one receiving a shock wasn’t just Meng Guowei. During morning self-study, Director Gu also received news, sneaking around from Class 6 next door like a thief, crouching outside the window and watching Xu Sheng for a long time, his face itching to write a row of big words: Is Xu Sheng crazy today?

Beside Director Gu was another patrolling teacher: “Do you think he’s gone crazy? In my teaching career, I’m actually seeing the day Xu Sheng wears a school uniform? Am I dreaming? Pinch me.”

That patrolling teacher didn’t dare move: “That’s not very good, is it.”

Director Gu: “Quick, hit me.”

The patrolling teacher could only pinch the back of Director Gu’s extended hand.

It hurt. It seemed to be real.

Director Gu added: “Do you think it might be related to him taking second place in the competition… Now Xu Sheng hasn’t just kept up academically, he’s even kept up with behavioral norms! It seems this lost youth has found his way back to the right path under my tireless guidance!”

Not knowing what these people were imagining in their heads, Xu Sheng thought to himself: Is he some kind of ornamental animal?

Walking from the dorm to the teaching building, Xu Sheng garnered countless glances. Someone even bumped into him head-on and almost fell down the stairs.

Now he was facing Director Gu’s enraptured eyes outside the window again.

“Is it really that weird for me to wear a school uniform,” Xu Sheng couldn’t sit still after sitting for a while and asked, “Why is everyone reacting like this?”

When Shao Zhan saw him just now, the algorithm for that solid geometry problem in his brain felt as if someone had pressed a single-key clear button. Where he had calculated up to, how the problem should be solved, all thoughts vanished: “It’s not weird.”

In fact, Xu Sheng wearing a school uniform really wasn’t weird.

The classmates’ shock was mainly divided into two parts.

The first part was the fact that Xu Sheng was wearing a school uniform.

The second part accounted for a larger proportion: the way Xu Sheng looked in a school uniform was far too ostentatious.

Being used to Xu Sheng’s black T-shirt, switching to a school uniform now wasn’t abrupt at all. With a few buttons at his collar undone, he managed to wear the uniform with an improper flair. With the collar unbuttoned, his collarbones half-exposed, there was an extraordinarily harmonious sense of contrast, completely different from Shao Zhan, yet both captured all eyes.

Xu Sheng didn’t believe it. Uncomfortably pulling at his collar again, he opened the collar even wider: “For real?”

If he had known, he wouldn’t have worn it.

“For real,” Shao Zhan didn’t ask him why he wore the school uniform. He only said, “Today’s sentence is true, and last night’s sentence is true too.”

Xu Sheng’s fingers pulling at his collar froze.

The drunkenness that should have completely dispersed felt as if it flooded back in an instant.

He realized that after facing Shao Zhan directly, many details he hadn’t recalled carefully surfaced before his eyes again, for instance, after he said “hug,” the teenager’s abruptly approaching cold scent, and the hand that pinched his waist in a fleeting touch.

And along the long street, during the time Shao Zhan let him grip his wrist, the temperature on that wrist and their seemingly intertwined pulses and heartbeats.

Xu Sheng had originally pulled at his collar out of discomfort, but now he inexplicably felt a bit hot.