Restart life

Chapter 112-0109 [Teasing the Fool] (Bonus chapter for Alliance Leader Gu Jianshan)

The moon hadn't set over the border region yet, but the dormitory supervisor had already arrived.

"Put it away right now, or I'll sweep it all into your trash cans!" the dormitory supervisor scolded, carrying a broom and dustpan.

Peng Haoran, not bothering to argue with Chen Guiliang, quickly stepped in to stop him: "You're interfering with this too?"

The dormitory supervisor questioned, "Don't you know this month is Fire Safety Month?"

"What Fire Safety Month?" Peng Haoran really didn't know.

The dormitory supervisor explained, "November 9th is Fire Prevention Day, and the entire month of November is Fire Prevention Month. The school just issued a notice to strengthen fire prevention work throughout the school. You should put out these candles and take them away immediately."

Peng Haoran asked, "Can I sing?"

The dormitory supervisor thought for a moment: "Keep your voice down, don't disturb the other students. Hurry up and put away the candles!"

Peng Haoran had no choice but to put down his guitar and call his bandmates to pick up the candles.

Some of the students watching were already laughing.

The main thing was that the scene was too funny. A group of guys with a strong artistic flair were scolded by the dormitory supervisor and then obediently bent down to clean up the scene.

They had bent down to place candles before, but that was for creating romance.

Now...

Peng Haoran, feeling a little embarrassed, straightened his back and said, "You guys pack up first, I'm going to sing now."

"Why should we?" one of the band members asked, somewhat displeased.

"Exactly. You're making us look bad by taking pictures of women? I'm not playing along today!"

Seeing the drummer and bassist getting upset, Peng Haoran quickly said, "I didn't mean it that way. I'll treat you to whatever you want to eat tomorrow."

Before his two friends could even respond, Chen Guiliang chimed in, "Dude, that's not right of you. Since you're brothers in the same band, you're equals in terms of status and personality. You're treating your brothers like laborers just because of a meal? Are they your lackeys or your friends?"

What could have been resolved with a meal became unacceptable to the two men after Chen Guiliang uttered those words.

Everyone wants to save face!

Even keyboard players no longer pick up candles, otherwise they'd be seen as someone else's lackeys.

Peng Haoran roared, "Who the hell are you? What the hell is it to you?"

Chen Guiliang was heartbroken and turned to the students watching, saying, "Everyone, please be the judge. I heard there's an amazing band at Capital University of Economics and Business, and I even took several buses from Peking University to come here. I came here specifically to visit the band, but this is what I encountered. The lead singer doesn't treat his bandmates like brothers. No matter how well they sing, this kind of band isn't worth my admiration."

Chen Guiliang suddenly raised his voice: "I've never seen a band like this before!"

"Shut up!"

Peng Haoran was so angry that he reached out and shoved him.

Chen Guiliang staggered a few steps in an exaggerated manner and shouted, "If you can't reason with someone, you resort to violence!"

I didn't use any force, did I?

They're trying to scam me!

"I figured it out, you came here specifically to cause trouble today." Peng Haoran rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward, wanting to teach Chen Guiliang a lesson.

Chen Guiliang hurriedly ran towards the dormitory supervisor, deliberately kicking over the heart-shaped candles along the way: "Auntie, please do something about this, the students at your school are going to beat someone up."

The dormitory supervisor had no choice but to intervene, shouting, "Don't you dare lay a hand on me, or I'll report you to the school!"

Peng Haoran pointed at Chen Guiliang and said, "I don't even know you. You were the one who caused trouble and prevented me from singing, and now you're trying to sow discord within my band. You think I'm easy to bully? If you've got the guts, let's have a one-on-one fight. You can choose the time and place."

Chen Guiliang asked in confusion, "Isn't this the 21st century? How come the students at the Capital University of Economics and Business still retain medieval customs?"

One of the boys watching the commotion couldn't help but chime in: "Hey, if you guys have a conflict, just resolve it yourselves. There's no need to drag the Capital University of Economics and Business into this all the time."

Chen Guiliang pointed at Peng Haoran: "Isn't this person from your school?"

The boy said, "He only represents himself, not the school."

Chen Guiliang suddenly realized: "Oh, I see. Good things are a collective honor, bad things are individual actions. This is a very interesting social phenomenon. I'm going to post a discussion about it on the Peking University BBS."

The boy hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

Bian Guanyue had already come downstairs, and her five roommates followed.

"Is this your boyfriend? Do you want to help him?" the room leader asked.

Bian Guanyue said, "We just need to stay out of trouble; he has his own way of handling things."

His roommate on the lower bunk asked worriedly, "Won't he get beaten up?"

Bian Guanyue muttered, "It's good that he doesn't hit others."

"He used to beat people frequently?" Lin Ruonan grasped the key point.

Bian Guanyue said, "Not really."

Chen Guiliang then pulled out his digital camera and snapped several pictures of the surroundings, taunting, "Come on, hit me! I want netizens to see how good you are at beating people."

Recording was useless, as video websites did not yet exist at that time.

Taking photos and posting them on forums is the mainstream practice.

Peng Haoran clenched his fists, which were already showing signs of redness, but the intensity needed to be increased further.

Chen Guiliang continued to provoke: "So all you can do is brag and pick up girls, huh? You're a spineless coward too. I'll go to the used book market another day and find you a copy of the 'Evil-Repelling Sword Manual'."

"Hahaha!"

Some students were amused, probably because they found it funny.

"I'll kill you!"

Peng Haoran was so overwhelmed by the laughter that he completely lost his temper and tried to hit the dormitory supervisor.

As Chen Guiliang ran, he said to the boy, "Student, your students are going to commit violence again."

For some reason, the boy stepped forward to stop Peng Haoran: "Get your head straight, don't embarrass our Capital University of Economics and Business!"

"Get out of my way!" Peng Haoran shoved him aside.

The boy got angry: "What the hell? Are you crazy? I'm here to break up a fight!"

Chen Guiliang exclaimed in admiration, "This student, I admire you very much. You stood up for the reputation of the school and all the students, daring to fight against this rotten apple that spoils the whole bunch!"

The boy turned his head and said, "Can you stop stirring things up?"

Before Chen Guiliang could reply, Peng Haoran demanded, "Who are you calling a rotten apple?"

"I didn't name names. Anyone who wants to be the bad apple can take that role," Chen Guiliang said with a smile.

"Stop the fucking right there!"

"They're going to hit someone again."

Enraged, Peng Haoran swung his fist and charged forward, but the boy and the dormitory supervisor quickly stopped him. He barely managed to touch Chen Guiliang, who then pulled him aside, nearly causing him to fall to the ground.

The scene of the confession was a complete mess.

"What are you all standing there for? Come and help!" Peng Haoran shouted to the band members.

The other members of the band looked at each other, unsure whether they should go up and help.

Bystanders see things more clearly; they've already realized that the Peking University student is treating Peng Haoran like an idiot and provoking him.

If they go to help, they'll just look like idiots.

Peng Haoran circled around the middle-aged woman and entangled with Chen Guiliang. Chen Guiliang seemed to be avoiding them, but would occasionally launch a sneaky attack. He seemed to be running out of energy, and after a while, he was panting heavily.

Chen Guiliang, however, was full of energy. He rode his bike around every day and had already built up his physique.

"Huhuhu..."

Chen Guiliang deliberately mimicked Peng Haoran's heavy breathing, looking incredibly irritating: "With this kind of stamina, you still want to hit me? You probably couldn't even last three minutes eating fruit."

"Guoer" is slang in Beijing's literary and artistic circles.

Young girls are called "fresh fruit", and particularly pretty girls are called "precious fruit".

These words were extremely damaging. Peng Haoran instantly flew into a rage, cursing as he charged forward: "Fuck you!"

This time, Chen Guiliang only dodged the punch to the chest, taking the blow to the shoulder, and secretly punched the other man in the stomach in return.

Peng Haoran bent over in pain, clutching his stomach and unable to speak.

Chen Guiliang took a few steps back: "Tsk tsk tsk... With this kind of stamina, he can only last a minute at most."

The boy said speechlessly, "Could you please say less?"

Just then, the people from the student affairs office arrived.

The dormitory supervisor made the call.

The visitor was just a staff member on duty at the student affairs office, not a leader. He first scolded the students who were watching: "Disperse immediately, go to sleep if you should, or study if you should!"

Then, he said to Chen Guiliang and Peng Haoran, "Come with me to the student affairs office!"

Bian Guanyue quickly ran over: "Teacher, this is my boyfriend. He came all the way from Peking University to see me."

"Let's talk about it at the student affairs office." This teacher wanted to resolve the issue elsewhere.

The band members, however, took the opportunity to slip away.

Chen Guiliang actually chased after him, pulled out a set of Three Kingdoms Kill cards, and said to the drummer who had first expressed his dissatisfaction, "Classmate, I have a gift for you."

"Give it to me?" The drummer was a little stunned.

Chen Guiliang said, "I think we're all brothers in the band, and everyone should be treated equally. This guy treating his brothers like lackeys is really unfair. I admire you for being the first to protest. So, I want to give you a gift to express my respect. Please accept it!"

The drummer was hesitating whether to accept the gift when Peng Haoran spoke up: "San'er, if you fucking take the stuff, don't blame me for not treating you like a brother."

Chen Guiliang took back the Three Kingdoms Kill card and sighed, "Forget it, your boss has given orders, so I won't make things difficult for you."

"He's nobody!"

The drummer snatched the Three Kingdoms card game from the camera, pointed at Peng Haoran, and said, "I've been fed up with you for a long time. Just because your family has some money, what the hell are you so smug about? All you do is chase girls, smoke, and drink. You have no stamina and no voice. You still have the nerve to be the lead singer? Bah! I'm not putting up with this anymore!"

"You have guts!" Chen Guiliang gave a thumbs up.

The drummer turned to the keyboardist and bassist and said, "You guys choose, I'm not playing with him anymore."

Without a moment's hesitation, both of them chose to hang out with the drummer.

Peng Haoran sneered: "Very well, you're all very well. I guess I misjudged you!"

Lin Ruonan was dumbfounded. This had directly broken up a band?

"Stop dawdling, go to the student affairs office!" urged a teacher from the student affairs office.

Upon arriving at the location, the teacher banged on the table and said in a stern tone, "Fighting is wrong, and you will be punished according to school rules and regulations!"

Chen Guiliang said, "Teacher, are you criticizing me?"

“I’m talking about the two of you,” the teacher added. “Of course, you are a student at Peking University, so I have no right to criticize you. I can only contact the relevant departments at your university!”

Who are they threatening?

First you try to scare me, then you try to mediate. Are you trying to play my tricks?
Chen Guiliang laughed and said, "Great! Teacher, please contact our school. I didn't lay a hand on them today; I was chased and beaten by your students the whole time. I'm feeling very wronged and need a teacher from Peking University to comfort me."

The teacher fell silent.

Chen Guiliang urged, "Teacher, hurry up and call Peking University. Why don't you call? By the way, you probably don't have the number, right? I have the number saved in my phone."

Seeing Chen Guiliang take out his phone, the teacher changed his tone: "Some things, though serious in nature, are fortunately not the result of any injury to either of you..."

"Not going to make a phone call?" Chen Guiliang asked, looking disappointed.

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(That's all for today.)
(End of this chapter)