It's just The Sims, how did it become my ideal love story?

Chapter 256 Is this even possible? (Second update~)

"Class 2-1 has won! The third-grade match is about to begin!"

The sound echoed throughout the entire playground, and Gu Huai was exhausted.

Good guy.

Being the first one is exhausting. You have to withstand the fierce gazes of your opponents, work hard, and be the first line of defense.

I feel like I've done all the dirty and tiring work.

But it doesn't matter, as long as I win. At eighteen, I have plenty of strength.

This thing is like a Taoist temple; if you don't use it when you're young, you can't preserve it. Every time you don't use it, you lose one less, so what's the difference between that and waste?
Therefore, among men there are wolves skilled in battle, tigers that guard the mountains, loyal dogs, far-sighted eagles, and tireless deer.

"Damn it, I don't know if the school leaders have eaten shit, why do they have to watch others compete after they've already finished their own competition?"

Fang Boyu pushed up his small, smoky glasses.

Back in the team, he boasted about his performance, showing that he hadn't done much but was determined to put on a good show.

However, Gu Huai didn't care about this. He knew how much effort he had put in and he was past the age of showing off. Actually, he just couldn't bring himself to do it.

How old are you? Why are you arguing with these students? It's pointless.

However, the homeroom teacher, Mr. Chen, was a very honest person. In the end, he patted Gu Huai on the shoulder and said, "You've worked hard."

Yes, I patted it three times.

The instruction to go by yourself at 3 AM is a bit of a misunderstanding.

The only slightly unsettling thing is that after the competition is over, you have to wait for the next grade to finish, as if the whole afternoon is going to be wasted because of this.

Zhang Hong sighed, "They probably felt that once we all left, it wouldn't be lively with no one watching."

"What's so exciting about a tug-of-war? These leaders are sitting on the platform, completely unaware of how hard we poor students are standing there. I was even thinking of sneaking off to take a nap and recharge!"

Fang Boyu sighed repeatedly.

Zhang Hong sneered, "You're dreaming. Even if we were to disband, classes would continue. Have you ever seen a school be so kind as to offer a break?"

"That's true. Studying feels like being in prison; you can't see the end of it."

Watching Fang Boyu and Zhang Hong alternate between laughing and sighing.

Gu Huai looked up at the azure sky.

It's strange, why didn't I notice how blue the sky was in Jicheng back then?

However, this isn't a life without end; on the contrary, time will suddenly accelerate at some point. Suddenly, all the test papers you've done become scraps of paper thrown in the hallway, and your classmates, with whom you've spent every day, will go their separate ways.

Until some point in the future, you have a dream about your high school days. When you wake up, you feel like you were studying just yesterday. Only when you come to your senses do you realize that a long, long time has passed.

Those times have become moments that can never be returned to.

He didn't participate much in the boys' seemingly excited celebration; he was still reviewing every moment of the tug-of-war.

They simply stood in line, calmly waiting for the tug-of-war to end.

Until he seemed to sense something, not the glaring sunlight burning his neck and scalding his face, but a gaze that rivaled any light.

Over at the girls' line, a bright-eyed girl quietly turned her head.

After taking off his coat, the boy, wearing only a short-sleeved shirt underneath, was exposed to the afternoon sun. His figure was tall and slender, like a statue that would not easily fall down.

The girl with jet-black hair tied in a ponytail blinked, then made a rare funny face and stuck out her tongue.

Then he quickly turned his head away.

This was the first time I'd ever seen Cai Yan make such an expression, and of course, it's impossible to see it in real life. Later, her demeanor even reached a point of utter aloofness and coldness.

Interesting.

What is it? Is it a reward for winning the tug-of-war?
That's so insincere.

Finally, the senior high school students finished their competition, and the school leaders gave a speech on the podium, which was full of nonsense about highly recognizing the competition.

I used to think it was nonsense, but listening to it again now, it's just so damn nonsense!
Indeed, time is not omnipotent; no matter how magical it may be, it cannot bring people to reconcile.

Just as the students in the class were innocently celebrating that it was finally over and they could finally get some rest, Old Chen, who was standing at the front, coughed twice.

"Go straight back to the classroom. Next is English class. If you have any questions, you can only ask me for leave. You know the consequences of skipping class."

What consequences?
Class teachers only use the same old methods: making students stand as punishment, writing apologies, and calling their parents. So-called corporal punishment is just the lowest form of punishment from the old era. Ji Cheng doesn't use that anymore. When his parents are called in, even the most rebellious child can't help but have tears in their eyes.

Below, there was naturally a chorus of groans.

"Damn it, you called her 'darling' before the competition, and then went straight to class afterward! What's the difference between that and using someone and then throwing them away? Old Chen, you scumbag!"

Was that Fang Boyu who just spoke?

Fang Boyu shrank back and whispered, "It's Gu Huai!"

Gu Huai didn't tolerate it and directly reached out and lifted Fang Boyu by the collar, pulling him out of the room.

You little thing, and you even managed to frame me.

"Teacher, the traitor has been caught. What should we do?"

Old Chen smiled slightly, "You stand next to the podium and listen in on English class. I think you're quite good at being a straight man."

"No!!" Fang Boyu's face turned ashen, and the class erupted in laughter.

On the way back to the classroom, Gu Huai walked calmly, while Fang Boyu was already immersed in grief and did not call out to his friends or deliberately accompany anyone.

Even though Cai Yan had a lot to say, she felt embarrassed because they were all her classmates.

Let's talk about it after school. We can just ask him to wait a bit.

Gu Huai moved naturally through the crowd without giving it much thought. His adrenaline had indeed surged during the tug-of-war, and he had used so much force that he had pulled his unbalanced opponents to their deaths, causing many of them to fall.

Of course, it's impossible to attribute all the credit to myself. I'm not a super truck, and I haven't reached the level of a superman yet.

However, it's still quite satisfying to have a place where I can openly display my strength and power – "slap slap".

I was gently patted twice on the back.

Gu Huai didn't have eyes in the back of his head, but as soon as this commotion happened, he felt as if he already knew who was doing this.

Turning my head slightly, I saw a small head peeking out from the side, with bright, sparkling eyes and rosy, delicate cheeks.

Are you treating your buddy like a tree, playing hide-and-seek with him over there?

Gu Huai couldn't help but want to laugh a little. What was this "Hello Mr. Tree" thing?

"Sneak attack on me?"

Gu Huai said with a smile.

Lin Jiang cautiously peeked out, her hands back in her pockets, her steps light, like a timid cat.

Who could resist a girl who's like a cat? Except, of course, a round-headed old man.

"I saw you playing tug-of-war!"

she said softly.

There was a hint of smugness on her face, though it was unclear what she was so proud of.

Gu Huai nodded thoughtfully, "No wonder I felt I won so easily, it turns out it was because you were watching."

"Pfft. Brother Gu Huai is talking nonsense again."

How can that be nonsense? Anyway, flattery doesn't cost anything, it's just a convenient thing to do.

This can be seen as a deliberate attempt to give Lin Jiang a sense of involvement.

"Oh, what a pity."

"What's a pity?" Lin Jiang asked curiously.

As Gu Huai went upstairs, he said with a sigh, "I let you see it, but I didn't see you."

"???"

Lin Jiang blushed slightly. "I'm not a boy. Boys play tug-of-war."

"Did I mean tug-of-war?"

"Then you... oh." Lin Jiang looked over and saw Gu Huai's mischievous gaze, which made her feel a little burned. She blushed and lowered her head slightly.

Gu Huai feigned confusion.

"what happened?"

"Hello, Brother Gu Huai."

"well?"

"It's so astringent."

Gu Huai was stunned for a moment, looking at the other person's reddened ears.

What's the difference between saying that and saying, "Hey bro, you smell really good"?
Having high charm is a good thing.

Then, feigning shock, she took two steps towards the stair railing and said, "I treated you like a good sister, and you actually lust after my body?"

Lin Jiang couldn't resist teasing him so much that she punched him in the waist.

Gu Huai chuckled and dodged. It was more interesting to tease Lin Jiang like this. As for the Lin Jiang of the future... well, it would be a huge success if she wasn't manipulated.

Often, you don't even need to say anything; a single glance is enough for her to know what you want to say or do.

What is the concept of God?

They eventually went upstairs together, chatting and laughing.

The boys who were following behind the two were all dumbfounded.

"This trick works?"

"I think whether it works or not doesn't depend on the method, but rather on looks, right?"

What do you think of my approach using this tactic?

"It would probably be considered sexual harassment."

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(End of this chapter)