Reborn veteran, lying flat since high school

"vomit!"

Wang Min gagged, then raised her fist and punched the fat man several times.

"You fat bastard, I'm not done with you yet!"

"How can you blame me? You insisted I say it, and then you did this..."

The fat man, with a cheeky grin and a wronged, indignant expression, yelled at Tang Yisheng, "Old Tang, tell me yourself, am I right or not?"

Tang Yisheng felt utterly hopeless.

The rumors about him have been distorted to an extreme degree, as if they were the most disgusting things imaginable.

If Tang Yisheng weren't involved, he really wouldn't be able to eat after hearing these words.

What does it mean that "Tang Yisheng from Class 6 of Grade 11 never uses toilet paper and always wipes with his hands"?

The incident of Tang Yisheng not taking toilet paper while squatting is already a thing of the past.

Within a day, the rumors spread like wildfire and intensified.

Moreover, there are numerous versions, each more exciting than the last, and the trend of new versions appearing one after another.

Tang Yisheng from Class 6 of Grade 11 secretly masturbated in the toilet during break time. He was so embarrassed when his homeroom teacher found out.

Tang Yisheng, a student from Class 6 of Grade 11, sneaked into the girls' restroom to peep. He even pulled down his pants and squatted on the toilet. When the homeroom teacher called him, he refused to leave.

Tang Yisheng from Class 6, Grade 11...

That guy named Tang Yisheng...

After noon yesterday, everyone was just listening to the excitement, and the rumors were basically true. Tang Yisheng was well aware of the influence and novelty of self-media.

Especially in a high-intensity learning environment like the provincial experimental school, no one will pay attention to them for at most a day or two.

However, half a day later, Tang Yisheng became like a "disgrace," attracting crowds during breaks.

During evening self-study sessions, even senior high school students and freshmen would run to the classroom door to cradle and peer towards Tang Yisheng's seat.

The incident involving Tang Yisheng from Class 6 of Grade 11 squatting in the toilet has not only failed to subside, but has instead shown a trend of escalating.

The excessive number of versions being loaded is becoming increasingly absurd.

Whenever Tang Yisheng stepped out of the classroom, the aisle would be filled with shouts of "Awesome!" from the left and "Awesome!" from the right.

This seriously disrupted Tang Yisheng's leisurely campus life during his semi-retirement.

While eating in the cafeteria, Wang Min was curious about the various new versions of Tang Yisheng that the fat man was talking about, and insisted on chasing after him to tell her two more to satisfy her craving.

As a result, instead of satisfying their cravings, they were scared away.

The adorable fried pork pepper was abandoned after only one small bite.

Fortunately, even if Wang Min is gone, there's still Fatty.

He was chased, beaten, and scratched until he signed countless humiliating treaties before the little girl let him go.

This attracted the attention of the students near them in the cafeteria.

It turns out that the "Tang Yisheng squatting incident" brought not only Tang Yisheng more attention, but also the students' passion and enthusiasm for gossip.

Wang Min was just average in every way, while the fat man was fair-skinned and plump. Even the most learned students would find it difficult to find the gossip they were looking for in this couple with a clear conscience.

One weighs only about 80 pounds, which is less than a fraction of the other's weight.

One was short and small, barely reaching 1.6 meters even when wearing shoes and standing on tiptoe, while the other easily exceeded 1.6 meters by at least four fingers' width when squatting on the curb.

If the fat man walks in front, he can hide two and a half Wang Min side by side behind him, not even considering that Wang Min might carry two of them on her shoulders.

It's hard to arouse people's gossip interest unless they are handsome men and beautiful women.

Tang Yisheng turned his head and saw Zhang Lei and Jiang Ruoxi.

The two of them were still gathered at the table to the right of Tang Yisheng, Fatty, and Wang Min's small group.

I guess you just heard the fat guy's loud voice relaying the "rumor version".

At this moment, Zhang Lei was covering her mouth and laughing, her big eyes curving into crescents, her pupils popping out as if she were playfully making a face at Tang Yisheng.

Jiang Ruoxi glared fiercely at Tang Yisheng, her nostrils twitching slightly; it was unclear whether she let out another harsh snort.

Tang Yisheng felt that if Jiang Ruoxi went to study vocal music as an art student, he would definitely be a great help to her.

Walking around in front of Jiang Ruoxi a few more times will help her train her humming skills.

At last.

The fried pork and chili pepper that Wang Min had taken a bite of went into the fat man's big mouth.

Even the half-eaten steamed bun that Wang Min had eaten couldn't escape the fat man's clutches.

They euphemistically call it: "We cannot waste food."

Wang Min, who had barely eaten a few bites, happily received a pack of egg rolls and two pieces of sachima from the convenience store.

The fat man paid the bill, and Tang Yisheng paid the rest.

It's just like me bringing you along, you bringing the money, and then I generously treating Wang Min to breakfast.

Tang Yisheng was the one whose reputation was tarnished and who was ultimately the one whose wallet was hurt.

Tang Yisheng had nothing to say about Lishan Theater's haphazard act of becoming a punching bag.

What else can we do?

Who told the fat guy to be his brother from two lifetimes ago?

Just spoil them.

Wang Min giggled, sneaking a bite of the egg roll like a hamster.

She hid the egg roll in the desk drawer, curled up behind a stack of books, quickly stuffed her mouth full, puffed out her cheeks, lowered her head, and chewed with a crunching sound.

"Can't you just put less in at a time and close your mouth while chewing?"

Tang Yisheng complained, "Does it have to be that everyone knows you're secretly eating snacks?"

"Both opening and closing your mouth make a sound."

"That's different."

"What's the difference?"

"When you keep your mouth shut, only you can hear it; when you open your mouth to eat, everyone can hear it."

"real?"

Wang Min blinked with remarkable clarity, as if she were discovering a new continent for the first time.

"Absolutely! If you don't believe me, bring it here, and I'll show you."

Tang Yisheng got a small half-pack of egg rolls from Wang Min, which she had already crushed into small pieces so she could sneak a bite.

If Tang Yisheng weren't the point of comparison, Wang Min would be considered a fairly clever young girl.

I tilted my head back and dumped the egg roll into my mouth all at once.

Tang Yisheng began to chew with a crunching sound.

It smells delicious and is crispy.

"No way! You're making a lot of noise even when you're keeping your mouth shut."

"Oh, really? Then I was wrong."

Tang Yisheng returned the empty packaging to Wang Min.

Wang Min finally realized what was happening.

"What kind of person is he? If you want to eat, just say so. Why do you have to beat around the bush and try to fool me?"

"You don't know, this way the egg rolls taste even better."

"Bullshit, it's all the same thing, how could it taste any different?"

"Emotional value, you wouldn't understand even if I explained it to you."

Tang Yisheng shook his head.

School ends at noon.

Tang Yisheng and Fatty rode their bikes home and soon encountered Zhang Lei and Jiang Ruoxi.

This time, before the fat man could even urge him on, Tang Yisheng quickened his pace and went over.

Zhang Lei had been glancing back frequently, clearly indicating she was waiting for someone.

Tang Yisheng, being sensible and perceptive, naturally wouldn't want to disappoint his beloved.

Zhang Lei, a second-year high school student, was riding a princess-style bicycle, covered by a packaging bag that matched her school uniform.

Although the packaging bag was inexpensive, it created an indescribable curve that was faintly visible as she pedaled her bicycle against the wind, captivating the heart.

The filter of "white moonlight" has not yet been lifted; everything is the best arrangement.

No man would be disgusted by an antique he hasn't even gotten his hands on yet, and whether or not he would be disgusted depends on his character.

There are differences between regular white rice and Northeast long-grain rice.

Practice has proven that Zhang Lei's character has withstood the test of at least 23 years.

What about Tang Yisheng?

He is a very traditional man at heart, both fond of the new and nostalgic, preferring to bear many burdens rather than give up or discard even one.