Ch 57: Those who wronged me are now begging me for mercy

Young and Promising

The class monitor and his three dorm mates were simultaneously stunned by Rong Ziyin’s shockingly audacious username.

It took a while before the class monitor managed to dryly explain, “That’s Rong Dog’s account.”

His girlfriend was silent for three seconds before responding, “Enough! Have you really stooped to dragging Rong Ziyin into this just to get rid of me?”

“Rong Ziyin may be a rascal, but surely he has some sense of decency!”

Class monitor: “…Dear, you can remove the ‘surely.’ He really has none.”

His girlfriend fell silent again, actually starting to feel convinced. But in the end, she still initiated a video call.

“Is Rong Ziyin really in your dorm?”

The class monitor pointed the camera at Rong Ziyin and his phone screen.

Seeing Rong Ziyin’s game ID, the girlfriend felt as though her worldview had just shattered.

What made it worse was that Rong Ziyin even had the audacity to chat with the class monitor’s girlfriend. Within just a few words, he managed to sell her two goose eggs before handing the phone back to the class monitor.

The class monitor and his girlfriend stared at each other, not knowing what to say.

In the end, they hung up the phone without resolving anything.

The class monitor was so shaken that he was temporarily unable to continue playing in a five-man team.

The northeastern roommate considered inviting someone else.

Rong Ziyin said, “I’ve got someone.”

And then he actually pulled someone into the game.

As soon as the person joined, they asked, “Are these the friends of the little one?”

Rong Ziyin replied, “Mm, my university classmates. Big brother, do your best today! ^_^”

His soft tone, cute emoticons, and that username—a true “cute girl” style, no, more like a green tea style.

So, for the next two hours, the class monitor and his dorm mates watched as Rong Ziyin, with a deadpan expression, showered the big brother with flattery.

“Big brother, you’re so handsome!”

“Big brother, you’re amazing!”

“Big brother, don’t be afraid; Yaoyao is here to protect you!”

Since they had a professional jungler leading the team, victory was assured in every match. Even the class monitor’s dorm mates were thoroughly enjoying themselves.

When Rong Ziyin finally reached Platinum rank, he swiftly and smoothly bid farewell to the jungler. He even kindly added, “Don’t stay up too late! [Chu~]”

Looking at Rong Ziyin’s cute behavior, everyone in the room found themselves getting used to it.

Only the class monitor was heartbroken, “Rong, how can you be such a sycophant?”

Rong Ziyin remained calm, “What choice do I have? Before I changed my name, they cursed at me every game and even reported me.”

Class monitor: “That’s because you’re too bad at the game.”

Rong Ziyin confidently responded, “So what if I’m bad at the game? Can’t I play ranked matches?”

Class monitor: “Well, it’s not that…”

Just then, one of the class monitor’s roommates noticed that Rong Ziyin’s chat window kept flashing and curiously asked about it. Rong Ziyin generously showed them.

To their surprise, Rong Ziyin had ten more friends just like the impressive jungler from earlier.

Rong Ziyin explained, “If you flatter one person, you’re just flattering them. But if you flatter ten, then you’re a ‘king of the sea.'”

Class monitor: “So none of them know about each other?”

Rong Ziyin: “Of course not. I still have some principles.”

The class monitor was almost numb to it all by now. “Could you explain exactly what your principles are?”

Rong Ziyin: “All of them are single, and I’ve always been clear that I’m a guy.”

Damn, with a voice that cute, who would ever think you’re a guy?

What a nightmare.

The class monitor was exhausted and didn’t want to say anything more. The next day, he couldn’t help but complain to his girlfriend about Rong Ziyin’s shameless behavior.

But what he never expected was that during their five-man ranked match that evening, only his username remained normal. The other four names, starting with Rong Ziyin’s, were something like this:

“Isn’t Yaoyao Cute?”
“Yaoyao Belongs to You”
“Don’t Forget Yaoyao”
“Yaoyao Loves the Jungle Brother the Most…”

Class monitor: “Damn it, you guys…”

Four pairs of eyes stared at him simultaneously, and the class monitor couldn’t take the pressure, so he changed his username too: “Yao Xiao Lu Only Wants to Support You.”

Unfortunately, in the first match, the opposing team, clearly five strong girls, assumed that Rong Ziyin’s team was a green tea alliance and beat them so badly they couldn’t even find their own base, forcing them to surrender at six minutes.

Lying on his bed, the class monitor felt utterly drained. This messed-up life was just too hard to bear.

The worst part was that the class monitor suddenly remembered that today was May 21st, a special day to say “I love you” that only comes once a year. Why was he here playing games with this group of single guys instead of going out on a date with his girlfriend?

Rong Ziyin patted him on the shoulder with a meaningful look. “Maybe it’s because you love us, class monitor.”

Class monitor: “Rong, dear~ just don’t talk right now, I’m too exhausted.”

Rong Ziyin casually picked up his suona: “How about I play something passionate for you?”

All four dorm mates immediately jumped up to log back into the game. “No thanks, ancestor, we still want to live.”

Meanwhile, the chubby big shot was having a conversation with his closest student, and their topic was Rong Ziyin.

Since the chubby big shot had mentioned Rong Ziyin before, this student was already acting like a proper senior. He first inquired about Rong Ziyin’s situation and then offered a suggestion.

“Should we arrange a dorm room for him at the research institute in advance? I heard he’s living alone now, which must be tough. If he stays at the institute, at least there will be some company during the holidays.” The senior thought that this new junior of his was truly exceptional. Despite losing his parents at a young age, he had managed to raise himself and grow into such a talented individual. He had heard that Rong Ziyin was also a person of good character. The senior had even watched the academic show where Rong Ziyin had excelled, though it ended abruptly. From the start, the senior had been deeply impressed by Rong Ziyin.

In terms of daily life, since the master had entrusted Rong Ziyin to his care, the senior felt it was necessary to make extra preparations.

In the end, he rambled on about various things, fearing that Rong Ziyin might not adapt well after arriving, which could affect his academic research.

The chubby big shot listened quietly the whole time without any objections. He knew his senior disciple was very meticulous, so there would definitely be no issues with these arrangements.

However, the senior was still uneasy and continued to ask, “Master, does the junior disciple have any particular hobbies? I’d like to prepare accordingly.”

The chubby big shot thought for a moment, “He might like raising geese.”

Senior: “…”

The chubby big shot added, “He also has an interest in folk traditions.”

Senior, hesitantly: “A bit of a cultured person, then.”

The chubby big shot, uncertain: “I wouldn’t say cultured exactly. More like an all-in-one funeral service enthusiast, related to funeral rites.”

Senior: “!!!”

Remembering something he saw on Rong Ziyin’s WeChat Moments earlier, the chubby big shot delivered the final blow: “Also, he’s a microbusiness owner.”

Senior: “???”

So, what kind of junior disciple have you brought back, Master?

The senior, feeling utterly bewildered, opened Rong Ziyin’s WeChat Moments, only to be greeted by an advertisement.

“On this confession holiday, purchase more than one box of salted duck eggs and enter a raffle for a traditional musical instrument.”

The accompanying image was a Pokémon meme, with Pikachu holding a horn-shaped object, its entire body lazily covered in mosaics, and a caption above its head that read: “Who am I?”

The senior felt as though his entire worldview had been turned upside down. The most surprising part was when he checked the comments under Rong Ziyin’s ad and found that 90% were from pretty girls and single guys.

So, Rong Ziyin is using his looks to run a microbusiness? The senior thought of a popular online salesman, Li Jiaqi, who was also quite handsome, and concluded that these days, looks really do matter.

Judging by the comments, it seemed that most of the girls were from the dating app Tantan, which only reinforced the senior’s belief in Rong Ziyin’s charming and flirtatious nature.

This misunderstanding was indeed quite significant.

Meanwhile, Rong Ziyin suddenly received a system notification: [Respect from Senior +1000].

System: What’s going on?

Rong Ziyin: Maybe he’s impressed by my business acumen!

The system felt utterly defeated once again and didn’t want to continue talking to Rong Ziyin.

However, as Rong Ziyin scrolled through the comments on his WeChat Moments, he came up with a new idea.

After May 20th and 21st, the next big romantic occasion was Qixi, the Chinese Valentine’s Day, which also included the tradition of Qiqiao (a festival celebrating female skills). Seeing the large number of girls and older single men in his comment section, he thought, why not host a matchmaking event?

He could create a group, offer free entry for the girls, and require the men to be VIP-level single quality bachelors.

After all, to start a family and build a career, a man needs to have some personal ability to provide a stable future for a good woman.

The system was even more shocked when it heard this idea. It suddenly felt that Rong Ziyin wasn’t actually unlucky—he was just using all his luck to avoid getting ambushed by angry mobs.

Otherwise, given how cunning he is, it’s a wonder he’s managed to survive this long without incident. Back when he was in school, it’s likely that every student in the county had beaten up Rong Ziyin at least once.

Small holidays like May 20th and 21st always pass quickly.

What comes next is the graduation thesis defense and the commencement ceremony.

After four years of university, this is where their paths truly diverge.

On the day their thesis defense ended, Rong Ziyin’s class went out for a meal. This time, even the girls in the class were invited.

In the largest private room of Jinbaiwan restaurant at the gate of the Agricultural University, two big tables were filled to the brim.

As they looked around at the familiar faces, everyone was overwhelmed with mixed emotions. The last time they gathered like this was at the beginning of the school year.

Back then, they didn’t even know each other. But now, just when they had started to feel like a family, it was time to part ways.

They took a long time to finish this meal. After escorting the girls back to their dorms, the boys bought four cases of beer and returned to their dorm to continue drinking.

Today, they were determined not to go home sober as brothers. Tomorrow, once the alcohol wears off, they would have to work hard for their futures.

The class monitor, slurring his words, threw an arm around Rong Ziyin’s shoulder and had a heart-to-heart with him. “Rong, honestly, I didn’t like you at first.”

“What do you mean?” Rong Ziyin clinked glasses with him.

“Well, you know, how can someone be good at everything like you?”

“You excel at studies, you’re handsome, and the teachers all like you. Even though your background isn’t great, you live better than anyone else.”

“Hmm. You’re pretty good too.” Rong Ziyin said this sincerely. The class monitor was a good person—upright but not rigid, with professional skills that were top-notch among his peers. He had been hired by a reputable pet hospital, had a harmonious family, and an outstanding girlfriend. Life was good.

But the class monitor just shook his head repeatedly. “I’m no match for you. But I’ve come to accept it. Everyone has their own fate.”

“You look so accomplished, but only you know how exhausting it really is,” he sighed, unable to stay upright after drinking too much, and leaned against Rong Ziyin. “Rong, when we’re all gone, take care of yourself.”

“Don’t mention anyone else, but I’m from Yanjing, and my parents have jobs. After graduation, I’ll have it easier financially. If you ever need help, come find me. We’re… we’re brothers. Don’t be so polite!”

“…”

“Look, we can all come to you to revise our papers without hesitation. If you ever fall on hard times, just let us know. No way would we let you go hungry.”

“Don’t isolate yourself; it’s not good for your health…” the class monitor trailed off as he fell asleep.

Rong Ziyin, however, was stunned. He took another sip of the cold beer in his cup and found that it tasted different now—especially bitter.

System: Host, don’t feel bad.

Rong Ziyin was silent for a moment: I’m not feeling bad. Isn’t it a good thing to have brothers?

After finishing his beer, Rong Ziyin didn’t rush to take the class monitor back to his dorm. He let him sleep leaning against him and casually grabbed another beer, drinking it down in one go to suppress the pang of sorrow in his heart.

Rong Ziyin felt that there was no need for self-pity. In this life, if one out of a thousand people can go through life smoothly, that one is likely an innocent child who has never known adversity.

So, as he walked this path, the fact that he was able to receive kindness from those around him and survive until now was already a great stroke of luck. Moreover, he had a system at his disposal, which was a sign of extraordinary favor from the heavens.

Therefore, he didn’t need any resentment; it was better to move forward with hope. After all, the goodwill that had supported him thus far was something he would eventually repay one by one.

Putting down the bottle, Rong Ziyin remained clear-headed. He exchanged glances with the few classmates still standing in the hallway. They all silently understood each other, clinked glasses one last time, finished the remaining drinks, and then started cleaning up the mess.

Tomorrow was the graduation ceremony—the day they would make their mark!

After a good night’s sleep, even though they drank a lot the night before, these young men still woke up bright and early, full of energy.

After a chaotic round of washing up and getting ready, they gathered on the large sports field right on time.

Each department and class lined up accordingly.

After the principal’s speech, it was time for each class to present their farewell performances.

Though the performances varied in style, they were all accompanied by tears and laughter. Especially when it came to sentiments, everyone’s eyes turned red.

Then it was time for Rong Ziyin’s class to perform.

The announcement: A group chorus, “Young and Promising.”

It seemed like a typical pop song fitting for the graduation season. That is, until Rong Ziyin led his classmates, all the young men in the class, in pulling out the long-hidden secret weapons from under their wide graduation robes—suonas.

The sound was like a sudden thunderclap.

Amidst the billowing smoke, not a single person on the Agricultural University’s sports field was spared.

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