Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr The actions of Ling Lan and the other three surprised Lin Zhong-qing, and then he was overjoyed. In fact, when he had greeted them earlier, he had been very nervous, worried that Ling Lan and the others would completely ignore his existence.
Unexpectedly, Ling Lan and the other three had really walked towards him, making him wonder if he was dreaming.
Lin Zhong-qing's tenacity and perseverance had left a good impression on Zilong of the four. Afraid that his sharp-tongued brother Han Jijun would hurt Lin Zhong-qing's feelings, he quickly said, "Lin Zhong-qing, are you looking for us for something?"
Zilong's good intentions were naturally sensed by the sensitive Lin Zhong-qing. He looked gratefully at Zilong, and said with a wide smile, "I wanted to tell Classmate Ling Lan that I've found a seat for him."
Although Lin Zhong-qing had always been smiling, it was usually just polite greeting. However, this time, his smile seemed to have a hint of sincerity. For the first time, Ling Lan felt that Lin Zhong-qing was actually quite good-looking when he smiled.
Han Jijun's brow furrowed slightly, and his initially aloof expression became even colder. Meanwhile, Luo Lang huffed softly, as if dissatisfied with Lin Zhong-qing's superfluous action. That made sense. Red shirt students would never be without seats. As long as one took a fancy to a seat (as long as it was not another red shirt student), all they had to do was walk up to that person and the other colour students would automatically give up their seats without saying a word.
Of course, Ling Lan and the other three would not do something so tasteless. The dining hall was very large, and there would always be empty seats. They would just need to spend some time to find them.
Lin Zhong-qing did not care what the others thought. He pulled out one of the chairs attentively, and said to Ling Lan, "Classmate Ling Lan, please sit here."
Ling Lan saw that faintly fawning face, and remembered that sincere smile earlier, and her heart softened. She sat down without any objections. Lin Zhong-qing was after all just a six-year-old child — Ling Lan, who was already a weird auntie in her bones, really could not refuse a child like him.
Seeing Ling Lan sit down, Zilong and the other two pulled out a seat in front of them and sat down.
Ling Lan's approval was obviously an excellent signal. Lin Zhong-qing suppressed the excitement in his heart and asked carefully, "Classmate Ling Lan, what are you guys planning to eat? I'll go get it for you. "
Take, not buy! Lin Zhong-qing clearly told Ling Lan and the others what the bottom line of his service was.
Ling Lan looked at Lin Zhong-qing intently. This child was too good at speaking. He didn't offend them, and didn't put himself in a difficult situation. As long as such a person was given the opportunity, he would definitely become a hero of his generation.
Ling Lan decided to give Lin Zhong-qing a chance. She gestured for Lin Zhong-qing to bring his communicator closer, and then transferred the credits on her communicator to Lin Zhong-qing. Not much, 240 credits. It was just the price of six Advanced Set Meals.
In this era, personal communicators were not only used for communication. They also incorporated personal identification, bank cards, and many other functions, truly achieving simplicity and versatility.
"Six Advanced Set Meals. Zilong and I will have double the amount." Ling Lan pretended not to see Lin Zhong-qing's stunned gaze, and calmly listed out the food they were going to eat.
Actually, Lin Zhong-qing couldn't be blamed for being stunned. Normally, only children from ordinary families would choose to eat set meals. Those from better off families would usually order better food.
Lin Zhong-qing didn't know that Zilong and the others' credits had already been taken by Ling Lan on the first day of school. Zilong and the other four (including the two girls who had always hung out with them) never had more than 1000 credits in their communicators since then.
Thus, their meals changed from luxurious delicacies to extremely simple Advanced Set Meals, although these Advanced Set Meals were still considered Advanced Set Meals. Although Advanced Set Meals were also Advanced Set Meals, compared to before, it was undoubtedly many levels lower.
Of course, Ling Lan hadn't made up her mind randomly. After Little Four's research, they found that the food in the school's Advanced Set Meals was completely sufficient to provide the children with sufficient nutrition. Even for Ling Lan and Zilong, who were extremely draining, they could only eat double the amount they needed to cover their own consumption. Of course, Ling Lan wouldn't tell Zilong and the others that when she got home, she still had to make up for it with a huge supper. There was no helping it. Ling Lan was a glutton, and on top of that, she was tormented by Instructor Number Five over and over again every night. Her consumption was really quite high.
Lin Zhong-qing quickly regained his composure, feeling a little touched. Was Ling Lan and the others indirectly protecting his dignity? He didn't say anything, only casting a complicated glance at Ling Lan. Then, he nodded solemnly and turned to go buy food for Ling Lan and the others.
Watching Lin Zhong-qing's back, Han Jijun's brows relaxed slightly. With a trace of confusion, he asked, "Boss Lan, you seem to admire him a little?"
Hearing this, Zilong and Luo Lang turned to look at Ling Lan, waiting for her reply. This was related to how they treated Lin Zhong-qing — whether or not he was a companion, this treatment was completely different.
"Yes, I do admire his endurance. If our roles were switched, I probably wouldn't be able to do what he did. " Enduring humiliation was not something an ordinary person could do — even Ling Lan, who had lived two lives, wasn't sure if she would be able to endure it.
Ling Lan's words made Zilong and the other two fall into deep thought. Lin Zhong-qing's humble attitude made them forget that he was just a six-year-old child — what kind of experience had he gone through to learn to endure so silently?
Right at that moment, a commotion came from not too far away from them. Ling Lan and the others raised their heads to look, and saw that quite a number of people seemed to be surrounding a person in the distance. Some of them were dressed in red, while others were dressed in other colours, but the person being surrounded was indeed dressed in bright red.
They seemed to be arguing about something, which surprised Ling Lan and the others. Mind you, the academy's hierarchy was very clear — unless it was an irreconcilable conflict, students in uniforms of other colours would not provoke red-clothed students. As long as they were caught by the academy's disciplinary team, they would definitely suffer.
"It's Lin Zhong-qing!" Luo Lang's position just happened to allow him to see the side profile of the red-clothed student being surrounded, and he shouted in surprise.
"Those surrounding him seem to be people from our class." Han Jijun also saw several familiar faces, and his frown deepened. Although Lin Zhong-qing was ranked the lowest in their class, at the bottom of the pack, he was still quite popular in the class. What was the reason for him to confront his classmates?
"It's Li Yingjie and his gang," said Zilong in disgust. Ever since Zilong had helped Li Jinghong get rid of Li Yingjie, the two of them had been at loggerheads in class. Every time they ran into each other, they would exchange a few words before letting it go. If one had to name the person Zilong hated the most in the academy, it would definitely be Li Yingjie.
Now, within this year's Special Class-A, two factions had appeared. One faction was Li Yingjie. With the honour of being the top student, he naturally attracted a portion of the students to his side. Meanwhile, the other group was Ling Lan's group. Compared to Li Yingjie who was the top of the list, Ling Lan's ability to defeat Lin Zhong-qing in one move was more convincing to the students. Many of the students did not really approve of Li Yingjie's status as the top of the list — after all, this was just the result of an interview, and not a real competition with other students. This situation made Li Yingjie very depressed, and he even began to feel jealous of Ling Lan, believing that it was Ling Lan who was standing in his way of ruling Special Class-A.
Ling Lan thought for a moment, then said, "Let's go over and find out what's going on."
Lin Zhong-qing was now working for them — no matter what, they had to show some humanitarian concern.
The four of them walked over to the scene of the incident, and heard the surrounding students whispering amongst themselves. The four of them only needed to eavesdrop on a few words to get the gist of what had happened.
It turned out that when Lin Zhong-qing had passed by Li Yingjie's gang, he had been stopped by one of the white-clad lackeys. The other had asked Lin Zhong-qing to report to Li Yingjie. Although Lin Zhong-qing's family background was ordinary, and he was only at the bottom of the rankings in Special Class-A, he still had the pride of a red-clad student. How dare a mere white-clad student use such a commanding tone to speak to him? Of course, he would not be nice to the other, and rejected him coldly.
If that lackey had stopped there, this matter would have been over. Unexpectedly, the lackey had boldly grabbed Lin Zhong-qing. This angered Lin Zhong-qing, and he kicked the white-clad lackey aside.
Lin Zhong-qing's actions made Li Yingjie's gang think that he was provoking them. Thus, they stood up angrily and surrounded him, wanting Lin Zhong-qing to apologise. Thus, the current situation had arisen!
Right then, Lin Zhong-qing's expression was extremely ugly. If it weren't for his superb tolerance, he would probably have already started a fight, and this situation would not have happened.
The arrival of Ling Lan's group of four made Lin Zhong-qing's expression turn for the better, and a trace of surprise even flashed through his eyes.
On the other hand, when Li Yingjie saw Ling Lan's group of four, his expression darkened. It was somewhat stern, but more than that, displeased with Ling Lan's group's interruption.
Ling Lan's footsteps halted abruptly. She looked at Lin Zhong-qing with an odd expression, a thought flashing through her mind.
Lin Zhong-qing had been enduring humiliation these past few days because he wanted to borrow her hand to deal with Li Yingjie's gang?
Ling Lan stopped in her tracks, and Zilong and the other two followed suit. Although they did not know why Ling Lan stopped, they, who were used to following Ling Lan, stopped without hesitation.
Seeing Ling Lan's group stop in their tracks, Li Yingjie's expression turned for the better. He was very satisfied with Ling Lan's tact. At this time, he did not want Ling Lan to come over and disrupt his plan, and Lin Zhong-qing was his first target.
On the other hand, when Lin Zhong-qing saw that Ling Lan had stopped approaching, his expression changed. He could vaguely feel that Ling Lan had the intention of watching from the sidelines, and this made him uneasy. His originally calm expression darkened instantly, and a trace of almost undetectable despair appeared in his eyes.
Ling Lan's brows furrowed, and she was a little confused. Since Lin Zhong-qing could be so thick-skinned as to please her, why couldn't he just give in to Li Yingjie? Could there be some other reason?
With a thought, Ling Lan decided to help Lin Zhong-qing this time. Of course, doing so would not do her any harm. She and Li Yingjie could not get along well in the first place.
She stopped in her tracks and walked forward again. Ling Lan's action made Lin Zhong-qing's originally despondent eyes brighten again, and even a trace of gratitude.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
