Chapter 28: Game (1)
The wind blew into the night sky. The moment Ye Xi came onto the balcony, her combed hair turned disheveled once again.
She hopelessly lifted her hand to fix her hair while answering an incoming call on her phone.
The moment she picked up, the slag author yelled, “Why?! Why do you have to call me a ‘slag’ all the time? Do you know that there are complaints from readers about this? Here, let me read a couple to you. ‘Who is this slag? Why does he always appear?’ ‘Is the slag author an important figure? Why doesn’t he show himself? This is just cheap foreshadowing!’ Look, these are readers complaining about this. Are you trying to rile them up, so you have an excuse to delete your writing?”
Ye Xi looked at the dark, gloomy night and faintly replied, “You’re too emotional. It’ll affect your skin’s health.”
On the other side, the slag author sighedーa deep sigh, as if Ye Xi’s words only upset him further.
Upon hearing this, Ye Xi revealed a faint yet malicious smile.
It had come to the point where angering the slag author was becoming increasingly interesting to her.
“Never mind, I’m too lazy to scold you. What you said at the library was pretty good, by the way.”
Ye Xi chuckled before replying, “I was just saying random things. I honestly don’t even remember what I said.”
The slag author exhaled again. His breathing was heavier, too heavy to be considered a sigh, and very obviously angrier.
The smile on Ye Xi’s face deepened.
The slag author seemed used to being speechless. He was silent for only a moment before regaining his senses, and replying, “I want to correct something that was brought up earlier. I didn’t purposefully make you guys dumb. Just like you said, they were only following the crowd. People like to stick with the crowd. As long as the atmosphere was infectious enough, that’s how they’ll be no matter how stupid the event was. Why didn’t anyone argue against this? It’s because following the crowd is safer. Look at the consequences of going against the crowd. See how you almost got the shit beaten out of you? Hah!!!”
The last sentence cut deep with a smug edge in the slag’s voice, as if his long speech only existed to prepare him for that final phrase.
Ye Xi raised her eyebrows.
“This is why you called me?”
“No, I wanted to tell you that I’ve already graduated from college and forgot all the practice questions for high school. You can’t even have me disguise myself as a tutor anymore. Don’t even think about it. Hahaha!”
Even through the phone, Ye Xi sensed how pleased he was.
“I see. I’m hanging up then.” Ye Xi said indifferently.
“Hey, hey, hey. You should know that with your grades right now, you won’t get into any college!”
“You think that a little miss perfect like me would lack the money to hire a tutor?” Ye Xi shot back, a slight curl twisting the corners of her lips.
BEEP BEEP BEEP.
The slag author had already hung up.
Ye Xi let out her own deep sigh, noting that the night air felt extremely refreshing as it danced on her skin. The night view was especially beautiful.
She slept well that night.
The next morning, Ye Xi checked her phone out of habit once she woke up. It was Saturday so she didn’t need to go to class, so with that realization, she turned around and went back to sleep.
By the time Ye Xi woke up again, An Mudie was no longer in the dorm. She turned around, glanced at her phone, and found a post-it note stuck to the screen.
Ye Xi, I need to go home. See you next Monday.
After reading the short message, Ye Xi crumpled it into a ball and threw it cleanly into the garbage can. It was 8:30 AM. Not too late.
Ye Xi stretched her body and walked over to the French window. As she pulled the curtains aside and opened the window, bright sunlight illuminated the room and a cool breeze caressed her face, enveloping the room in a feeling of freshness.
Ye Xi gave another deep sigh. She felt prompted to wear beautiful clothes to match such a beautiful day, and planned to go out to play at the internet cafe.
Once she finished bathing, she opened her wardrobe only to be greeted by nothing but dresses. Although she did like them in the beginningーshe found the draft running up the bottom of the dress rather enjoyableーshe eventually felt awkward wearing them.
But it seemed as though she could only wear a dress for now. She would have to go out to buy more casual clothing later.
Ye Xi quickly chose a white dress to wear, brought some spare change, and went out the door.
She decided to head for the school’s cafeteria; if it wasn’t open, she’d go out to eat instead.
The noble high school was worthy of being called the noble high school. It was open even on holidays.
As Ye Xi entered the cafeteria, she could see people in groups of twos and threes throughout the seating area. She experienced the atmosphere became calmer, more peaceful, with her presence.
Under all sorts of gazes, Ye Xi got some food and seated herself. She thought that she could be a celebrityーthat she’d definitely be famous in the future.
After eating breakfast, Ye Xi rushed to the Internet cafe.
The internet cafe was busier than usual, perhaps due to the vacation. There weren’t any private rooms left, so Ye Xi was forced to play in the lounge.
The public air was far from clean, with thick smoke rings loitering in the air. The smell of smoke, ramen, and all manner of displeasing scents surrounded her.