农村极度乱人伦的小说1一3续

Several days had passed since the last cafeteria line-cutting incident.

That day, as soon as He Yu arrived at school, he brought the matter up to Lin Zichen, saying with an indignant face:

“I’ve been looking into it for several days, and I finally figured out which class those who cut in my line the other day belong to!”

“You might not believe it, but those people are actually from Class 3 Senior Year 2, the top key class we’re about to challenge!”

As he spoke, he couldn’t help but complain: “Even the key class students lack manners, I’m truly at a loss for words!”

“Being good at studies doesn’t mean one also has good manners.”

Lin Zichen, while scrolling through the news on his phone, responded indifferently.

At that moment, a news report caught his attention.

It said that a rich second-generation had gone missing in the city, unreachable for three days, and their family was offering a hefty reward online for their return.

Another rich second-generation missing?

Lin Zichen furrowed his brows.

This was the fifth case of a rich second-generation disappearance he had seen in these days.

Initially, he thought it was a kidnapping for ransom, but after several days passed, he realized there was no kidnapper contacting the families for a ransom.

It was very strange.

Deeply frightening.

While he was mulling over this, Li Chuxin, who sat in front of him, said to Shen Qinghan:

“Han Han, there’s going to be a singing contest at school at the end of December. I want to sing a duet, and we’re missing a partner with a soft voice. Your voice is so gentle, how about we join the contest together?”

“I can’t sing…”

“No problem, the lyrics you need to handle are minimal. You just have to hum along with me occasionally.”

“Why don’t you find someone else…”

Shen Qinghan had a bit of social anxiety at school and simply didn’t have the courage to perform on stage.

Seeing her refusal, Li Chuxin immediately took her hand and pleaded, “Han Han, please join me in the competition. Your voice is so soft and lovely, with you as a partner, we can definitely win a place!”

“But…”

Shen Qinghan felt very troubled and did not know how to refuse Li Chuxin.

Lin Zichen, sitting behind, seeing this, advised: “Han Han, why don’t you join Chu Xin in the contest? Your voice is very suited for singing, and I’m sure it will sound great.”

He thought Shen Qinghan was being too introverted at school and that participating in a singing competition to practice being on stage would be a good way for her to build confidence.

Li Chuxin also urged, “Exactly, Han Han, your voice really is perfect for singing. It would be a pity not to show off your talent in the competition.”

After hesitating for a moment, Shen Qinghan finally agreed to join Li Chuxin in the contest, considering Lin Zichen’s feelings.

[You and Li Chuxin have successfully persuaded Shen Qinghan to join the singing contest, total completed tasks count +1]

Lin Zichen was somewhat surprised; he had not expected this to contribute to the progress of his Social Animal achievement.

A few days later, on Saturday morning.

Inside the gymnasium.

Lin Zichen’s Class 1 Junior Year 1 was set to challenge the strongest key class of Senior Year 2, Class 3.

During the warm-up period, a few boys from Senior Year 2 Class 3 gathered to chat and occasionally glanced over at Lin Zichen and He Yu.

It was none other than the guys who cut in He Yu’s line last week.

Lin Zichen noticed their stares but didn’t care, continuing to quietly help Shen Qinghan warm up.

He Yu, however, looked back at them and was immediately met with their middle fingers raised in provocation, which infuriated him enough to raise his middle finger in response.

Soon after, both classes had finished warming up, and the competition was about to start.

As last time, Shen Qinghan was the first to compete for Class 1 Junior Year 1.

The only difference was that this time, Shen Qinghan was defeated within three seconds of taking the stage, swept off her feet by her opponent’s leg-sweep and then pinned down, unable to move.

The senior girls from the key class were too strong, and even her “turtle-style” defense couldn’t withstand their attacks.

It wasn’t just her: Wen Yuntong, Chu Yuxi, Li Chuxin, and several other girls all got instantly taken down by the same opponent as soon as they stepped on the stage, with no chance of fighting back.

It was only in the ninth match, when a short-haired girl with a sturdy build took the stage, that they finally managed to knock the key class’s first competitor off the stage.

After that, an even stronger senior girl from the opposing team started to dominate in the Martial Stage once again.

In less than ten minutes, they wiped out 9 people in a row.

Among them, there were three boys.

Class 2 maintained such an obvious trend of strength disparity as the battle continued.

Before long,

Class 1 of senior year one was left with only Lin Zichen, Wang Shujie, Lu Gang, and He Yu, four people.

Whereas senior year two class 3 had only lost 5 students from the stage, with as many as 36 students yet to compete.

The 5 students who were knocked off the stage were all girls; the other side hadn’t even fielded a single boy.

The disparity in strength was too great; there was simply no way to fight.

In the face of this situation, everyone in class 1 of senior year one frowned deeply, feeling somewhat powerless and desperate.

Everyone except Lin Zichen.

He needed to defeat as many opponents as possible to complete the “Survival of the Fittest” achievement.

Seeing that his classmates were almost beaten, he was secretly pleased, eagerly hoping to soon be the last man standing.

“He Yu, it’s your turn.”

Han Yuanfeng looked at He Yu, assigning him a difficult task, “There are still 6 girls left on the other side, go and take them all down. Can you do it?”

“No problem.”

He Yu answered confidently, and after speaking, he jumped onto the Martial Stage.

Then, living up to expectations, he took a bit of effort to knock out all six girls from the opposing side.

Following that, a boy in a tank top from the other side entered the stage.

He Yu saw that the newcomer was actually an acquaintance, the very person who first cut in line at the cafeteria that day.

“Ready to die?”

The boy in the tank top said with a grin as he approached.

He Yu also smiled, “Not only do you lack manners, but you also lack self-awareness.”

The opponent was the first boy from the class to enter the fray, certainly a weakling; He Yu was full of confidence for this duel.

Seeing that both participants were in position, the referee quickly raised his right hand and chopped it down:

“Let the duel begin!”

No sooner had the referee spoken than the boy in the tank top used a swift step to move in front of He Yu and, before He Yu could react, raised his hand and punched him to the ground.

Then, in full view of everyone, he stepped over He Yu’s body, deliberately humiliating him.

“Fuck your mother!” He Yu, enraged and humiliated, got up to hit the boy in the tank top.

However, before he could throw a punch, he was kicked to the ground by the boy in the tank top and then stepped over again.

Referee: “Student, you must not deliberately humiliate your opponent, warning once!”

The boy in the tank top ignored him, kicking He Yu, who had just stood up, down again, and then stepped over him.

Referee: “Warning twice!”

Seeing that he had been warned twice, the boy in the tank top did not continue to humiliate He Yu and directly kicked him off the Martial Stage.

The kick was so forceful that He Yu curled up in pain beside the stage, his face twisted in agony.

The boy in the tank top looked at the referee and asked, “I won’t be disqualified until I’ve been warned three times, right?”

The referee frowned, “While that’s the rule, indeed, insulting your opponent is an extremely reprehensible act. I advise you not to do it.”

The boy in the tank top didn’t heed the referee and instead looked down at Lin Zichen, smiling, “Junior, I remember you like to meddle a lot. Do you want to come up and meddle again?”

After speaking, he gestured to Lin Zichen with a hooked finger, his face full of provocation, “If you have the guts, come on up, otherwise let it be.”

Lin Zichen could see that the boy in the tank top was very strong, definitely one of the frontrunners in the class. He had intentionally come out first to target He Yu and then humiliate him publicly.

And now, it was his turn.

But… I was just worried I wouldn’t get a chance to participate.

With that thought, Lin Zichen leaped onto the Martial Stage with one jump.

PS: Begging for monthly tickets and recommendation tickets!