Li Cheng didn't remember, but Xiao Yiheng remembered it clearly for him.
The alpha's finger hooked and picked out the medal he wanted from the three. Li Cheng didn't think he would move so fast and only felt his chest get lighter as one of the medals around his neck disappeared.
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"Hey, I haven't agreed to let you have one yet!" Li Cheng was either anxious or embarrassed. His face was flushed red and he reached out to grab the medal back, but he was exhausted today, so how could he possibly have the energy to fight an alpha?
Xiao Yiheng stepped back two steps and easily escaped his paws.
At this moment, the night bus slowly drove in and stopped in front of them. The doors opened, and Xiao Yiheng jumped onto the bus in two steps. After regaining his balance, he deliberately shook the gold medal in his hand at Li Cheng.
There was a smiling expression in the beautiful phoenix eyes of the young man: "Using a gold-plated bronze medal to pay off a debt of several thousand yuan... I, as the creditor, am suffering a loss, so don't be polite."
Li Cheng: ...Who the hell's being polite!
Xiao Yiheng finished speaking and the bus doors closed. Li Cheng watched helplessly as his figure disappeared behind the doors.
Li Cheng was so angry that he hurled curses at the bus, but unfortunately, he still couldn't stop the bus from driving away.
Xiao Yiheng walked straight from the front of the bus to the rear, and stopped in front of the back windows. He happened to see Li Cheng's middle finger, which he hadn't had time to take back.
Li Cheng: 凸>_<#凸
Xiao Yiheng was not annoyed. He slowly raised the medal in his hand and deliberately shook it at Li Cheng.
Then - he spread the ribbon with both hands, lowered his head, and hung the medal around his neck.
Li Cheng: !!!
The gold medal still carrying the omega's body temperature now hung on the alpha's chest.
The medal was golden and dazzling, making it hard to look away.
Xiao Yiheng looked at the boy at the bus stop and mouthed: "Now, it's mine."
…
The night bus slowly drove around the city, and it was nearly ten o'clock when Xiao Yiheng arrived home.
This was the first time in seventeen years that Xiao Yiheng came home so late.
He had a certain amount of preparation in his heart, so when he opened the door and saw the brightly lit living room, he wasn't too surprised.
The two parents of the Xiao family sat on the sofa with grim faces. Seeing Xiao Yiheng return, Father Xiao snorted coldly and asked, "Where have you been?"
Xiao Yiheng's expression remained unchanged and replied, "After school, I had a meal with my classmates."
Mother Xiao's anger immediately exploded: "After school? Are you still going to continue to lie?!"
Father Xiao: "Look at you, wearing your school uniform and carrying your schoolbag. When you went out in the morning, you said you had make-up classes. If I hadn't called your head teacher, I wouldn't know that there was no extra class at all today! You've disappointed me too much."
"What disappointed, not disappointed, you talk too much." Mother Xiao first scolded her husband, then turned to her son, "Yiheng, you've never lied before. Have you been led astray by someone? Let me tell you, this is the most critical time for you in your senior year of high school. Don't play with those bad students. All that talk about classmates' relationships and camaraderie is meaningless. The most important thing is that you learn your own things well."
Look, this was the logic of the Xiao family's parents.
In their eyes, Xiao Yiheng was a seed that inherited all their hopes. This seed could never grow crooked, nor could it grow radically. For this reason, they pruned his branches diligently to keep him away from weeds and cold winds, shielding him from all external influences. If any leaf did not grow according to their wished, it must be because someone with evil intentions was influencing him.
But they didn't realize that as long as it was a plant, it will have the instinct to grow towards the sun.
Faced with the interrogation of his parents, Xiao Yiheng did not utter a word. His silence exacerbated his parents' anger. In a cold tone, Father Xiao pointed to his room and said: "Go back to your room and reflect on your mistakes. Think about whether you've behaved worthy of us!"
Mr. and Mrs. Xiao always boasted that they were different from other parents. They would never beat or scold their child, and even if Xiao Yiheng made a mistake, they would just make him "reflect."
It's just that this method of reflection...
Xiao Yiheng returned to his bedroom. As soon as he entered, he saw a wall full of certificates, medals, and trophies. They represented all the glory Xiao Yiheng had ever achieved and had become the biggest source of pride for his parents to show off to the outside world.
Xiao Yiheng put down his schoolbag and pulled over a mat to place it in front of the medal stand.
Then, he knelt down.
—This was how the Xiao family's parents made Xiao Yiheng "reflect."
From childhood until now, as long as Xiao Yiheng made even the smallest mistake, his parents would make him kneel in front of this wall full of gold medals, kneeling for a whole night. These gold medals were like a huge mountain that couldn't be climbed, weighing heavily on his fledgling shoulders. And this huge mountain was one he had built himself.
When he was still young, he used to want to resist, but how could a child who had not yet differentiated fight two alpha parents? As he grew older, Xiao Yiheng learned to hide his true thoughts in his heart.
He hadn't grown up yet, he didn't have the capital to rebel against his parents, and every step he took was under the close supervision of his parents... But it didn't matter, this kind of life wouldn't last long.
Xiao Yiheng raised his hand and gently placed it on his chest.
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Underneath the lapel of his school uniform, he felt a round object with his fingertips. The metal medal was pressed against his heart, as if it was still carrying the warmth of its previous owner.
The boy's eyes softened for a second.
The wall full of medals was Xiao Yiheng's cage, but only this one medal was the key to get him out of that cage.
...
The news of Li Cheng winning three championships at the provincial sports competition made the newspapers and reached the school, which made Li Cheng's reputation in the school soar to a new level. If Li Cheng used to be able to walking around the school with impunity, now he could do whatever he wanted and no one would dare to stop him.
There were rumors that several universities had extended invitations to Li Cheng, asking him to enroll in preparatory courses directly without taking entrance exams, and he didn't even need to go through his senior year of high school!
Upon hearing this news, all the students in the third year of high school were itching to be him. They were still struggling in the boundless sea of practice problems, while the school's lowest-ranking student had already got his ticket to university!
"What they say is indeed true, comparing people is causing death and comparing goods is causing them to be thrown away." In the classroom of grade 3-1, Liu Ke laid on his desk and let out a sigh, "Why is my sports performance so poor? If I can also get a provincial championship..."
"Don't even think about it." The girl in front of him broke his fantasy. "Are sports championships so easy to win? If you participate in the math Olympiad, there can be several people sharing the gold medal, but what is the probability of being tied for the championship in every sports event? There is only one champion in a competition, and Li Cheng won three in one go! Not to mention that his academic scores are the last in the whole year, even if he were illiterate, colleges would still be fighting over him."
Liu Ke muttered: "I just thought about it, is thinking about it illegal?"
Liu Ke turned his head and looked at Xiao Yiheng, who was sitting at the same table.
He nudged Xiao Yiheng with his elbow and asked, "Lao Xiao, did you get the autograph I asked you to get?"
Xiao Yiheng was working on a question. He didn't stop writing, and without bothering to even look up, he asked, "What autograph?"
"Did you really forget or are you faking? Li Cheng's autograph!" Liu Ke lowered his voice and winked at him, "Based on your relationship with Li Cheng, you can get as many autographs as you want. Don't tell me you can't get one."
Liu Ke had a strong hunch that Li Cheng's achievements would definitely be more than just a small provincial championship. Taking advantage of the fact that they were currently studying at the same school now, he wanted to quickly stock up on autographs, then sell them off one by one later when their value rose!
Xiao Yiheng knew what shenenigans he wanted to pull. Liu Ke was very business savvy. When he went to a fried chicken shop to order a set meal, he would go back and forth with eight coupons to add up the discounts, for fear of losing a single cent.
Xiao Yiheng warned him: "I won't help you get an autograph. And don't even think about going directly to Li Cheng. You know his temper; can you stand it if he kicks you?"
"It'll be even better if he kicks me!" Liu Ke said happily, "Then I'll just wear a white T-shirt! I'll just rip the T-shirt off and frame it at the right time. Think how much it'll be worth!"
"..."
Liu Ke wasn't the only one with business savvy. In the second-hand market trading area of Huacheng No. 1 High School's campus forum, someone offered a high price for stuff that Li Cheng had used.
Li Cheng's eraser, Li Cheng's pencil, Li Cheng's textbooks... As long as it was something used by Li Cheng, it could be sold at a high price.
The more the number of buyers, the more the number of sellers, and even more the number of people fooled.
Someone bought "Li Cheng's Mathematics Textbook" at a high price, only to find that there wasn't a single pencil mark on it when they opened it.
The seller vowed: "Li Cheng sleeps during math class, so how can there be notes in his textbook? Look at the cover, isn't there a small watermark? That's the drool left by Li Cheng while he was sleeping in class, which is enough to prove the authenticity of this book!"
As a result, from that day on, more than a dozen mathematics books that Li Cheng had used appeared on the campus forum, all with a sticky watermark on the cover.
"Damn it!" Li Cheng became so angry after learning about this that his hair puffed up. "I was wondering why my math book was being replaced with a new one every class. I thought it's just my imagination. Turns out someone dares to make money off my name!! If I find out which sonofabi*ch it is, laozi promises to beat him so badly he can't take care of himself from the waist down."
Huang Yelun trembled: "...Ha, ha, ha, but actually there's no need..."
Since then, the "Mathematics Book that Li Cheng slept on" had gone out of print on the second-hand market, selling at a shockingly high price, the amount skyrocketing even faster than the real estate market. A hidden rule even emerged within the circle that buying the book required bundling it with other stuff, a truly amazing phenomenon.
Xiao Yiheng went to the second-hand trading section of the campus forum to observe, and as soon as he opened it, he found that a post was at the top.
[Offering a huge reward]: I've got the textbook Li Cheng slept on, buttons that fell off, and disposable chopsticks used by Li Cheng. Does anyone have Li Cheng's clothes? Swim trunks would be the best!!!
Xiao Yiheng: "..."
Move the mouse over to the report button in the upper right corner.
Silver-gray obscure feelings — submitted application — the applicant's stated reason: "I suggest blocking the poster's IP. I don't know which pheasant came here cawing again." [yě jī means pheasant; refers to unregistered and illegally operating businesses; (slang) prostitute. Yiheng is calling him names. lol]
Three minutes later, Xiao Yiheng refreshed the post. As expected, the original post was a 404 error, and the OP's account had also disappeared.
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Satisfied.
...
On the other side, Huacheng Sports Institute.
Wei Rong refreshed his phone in confusion. Strange, why couldn't he log into the forum of Huacheng No. 1 High School anymore?
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