Chapter 29: How a True School Bully is Made

On the way back, the boys were extremely excited.

Tuo Dang was darting back and forth beside Fang Xinghe like a macaque.

"Boss, how come I feel like you're even better at posturing than before?"

"Grass!" Yu Xiaoduo kicked out, "That's called being handsome, Big Brother!"

"Right, right, right! Even more handsome than Chen Haonan, like a duo with Little Ma!"

"Damn, I couldn't even dream this up..."

This top-tier "Big Brother" posture of handling thorny problems with such understatement gave them an indescribable sense of worship and yearning.

Da Diao sighed with a face full of regret: "Oh, damn it, my reaction was slow. Next time something like this happens, you must let me go!"

"You can't."

Fang Xinghe glanced at him.

The boy was very unconvinced: "Why can't I? I can beat him to death!"

Fang Xinghe shook his head slowly: "That's why you can't. You're truly reckless, but Hei Zi has a sense of proportion."

"Oh! So that's how it is..."

The bratty kids finally realized that Big Brother just wanted to scare the reporter, not really do anything.

They were completely convinced, and the girls looked at Fang Xinghe with eyes that were practically melting.

Brother, we're old enough, don't you really want to date?

As soon as they reached the fork in the road, Fang Xinghe immediately chased them home.

A bunch of bean sprouts, just thinking about beautiful things; there isn't enough time in the day to worry about them.

"Hurry home and do your homework, don't force me to slap you!"

"Then I won't do it, you slap me!"

"..."

Fang Xinghe found that he really couldn't handle them, so he had no choice but to drop the trump card.

"Tuo Dang, go!"

When Tuo Dang pounced over with a weird laugh, the little female eagles screamed and scattered: "Mommy!"

Very good, the world is finally quiet.

Just as Fang Xinghe judged, the small episode ultimately didn't cause any bad consequences, because Hei Zi was smart, and because the *Beijing Youth Daily* reporter was thoroughly cowardly.

Before getting home, Fang Xinghe specifically called Wang Yali to tell her about this.

"Stay put, wait for me to ask Chunhua, then I'll get back to you."

Wang Yali was very nervous and immediately went to communicate with her friend.

Not long after, she called Fang Xinghe back, her tone becoming relaxed.

"Don't pay any attention to him. He's just a fool who relies on a bit of background and is impatient to climb the ladder. Leave the rest to us; Chunhua can handle him."

"Mm," Fang Xinghe replied indifferently, "Then I'm going back to prepare for the exam."

"Wait!"

Wang Yali was very surprised: "So many people are criticizing you, aren't you even a little anxious? If you want to respond, Chunhua can go over at any time."

Fang Xinghe curled his lips: "I'm only afraid they aren't scolding me hard enough. As for responding... what's the point of a shouting match now?"

"Then what are you waiting for? Waiting for the results?"

"Mm."

Wang Yali was even more surprised: "You seem very confident in your exam results?"

"A little, I guess."

"What is the total score for the high school entrance exam over there? How much can you score now?"

Fang Xinghe thought about the last test and replied uncertainly: "The total is 615. Last time, excluding PE, I scored 584. With 20-plus days left, I should be able to improve a bit more."

He is different from his peers; his study methods are mature and efficient, and he is focused, so his strength is improving every day.

"Wow..."

Wang Yali couldn't help but exclaim, feeling that Fang Xinghe was just too magical.

"Geniuses are really different. You've only been studying for half a year, right? Is junior high knowledge really that simple?"

"It's quite simple, but the most important thing is willpower."

Wang Yali didn't care and continued to praise: "Everyone knows the principle, the difference is whether you can do it."

Fang Xinghe felt a bit ashamed and couldn't help but laugh at himself.

Actually, in his previous life, he was also very restless in high school, unable to keep his patience. Later, when he was struggling to survive, he instead honed a powerful willpower—enduring severe pain, he could troll people online without changing his expression; who wouldn't call that awesome?

After being reborn, that nightmare actually turned into various gifts; it shows how wonderful the world is.

"If a person wants to achieve anything, they need to pay a price."

The boy's exclamation once again aroused Wang Yali's sympathy, so she found it hard to offer any more comfort.

Fang Xinghe didn't need it either.

"You're busy, don't worry about me, that's all."

Ending the conversation, the boy strolled home.

And he didn't even have to wait another day before *Southern Metropolis Daily* published its latest report, with a particularly shocking title—

*"Fang Xinghe, How a True School Bully is Made"*

Old Fang finished his class with a dark face, called him into the office, threw the newspaper down, and then slammed the table hard.

"Outrageous! Reporters these days are truly outrageous!"

Fang Xinghe flipped through the manuscript casually, teasing him: "It's a faxed manuscript, right? I reckon he probably hasn't left yet. Do you want me to drag him out and teach him a lesson to vent your anger?"

"That won't be necessary," Old Fang immediately changed his tune, "Actually, I'm not that angry..."

While saying he wasn't angry, his face was full of frustration at his lack of progress: "When can you change your stubborn temper? Why do you scare them for no reason? Is it better now?"

"It's pretty good."

Fang Xinghe grabbed the newspaper and turned to leave: "I'm taking this, let everyone celebrate."

When he returned to the classroom, many people had already received the news and were scrambling to read the newspaper, wanting to know how the "bad guys outside" were scolding the handsome Fang again.

Actually, there was nothing new; everyone knew the content written.

However, for those outside who could only understand Fang Xinghe through snippets, it was truly fresh.

Fresh to the point of exploding.

Look at that golden 300-word opening—

"Originally, I thought Fang Xinghe’s self-proclaimed status as a school boss in his essay was a humorous writing technique, but when I arrived at Nong'an No. 3 Middle School with intense curiosity, what I unlocked was a real 'school underworld'..."

Doesn't that pull the anticipation up all at once?

Next, the answers from the interviewees didn't disappoint them.

"Fang Xinghe is the most powerful in our school."

"He fights really fiercely!"

"He's not alone, he has many followers, nicknamed the Thirteen Eagles, and he is the boss."

"I'm not close to him, I usually walk around them when I see them."

"Right, he has a bad temper, often fights with people, and it seems he dared to fight with third-year students back in the first year."

"Everyone in school knows him, he's handsome, fights fiercely, and so many girls in our class like him... What does it feel like? Envy, I guess!"

"Afraid? Not really. Fang Xinghe never bullies good students. When we are bullied, he always helps us out."

"Right, right, right! It's always the upperclassmen who bully us first!"

"His essay is very powerful. Our whole class is reading it as a model essay. I feel it's written really powerfully, he's really super cool!"

"I don't like him, he's too barbaric."

"I like him a lot, he's cultured and martial."

"Disgusted, that group of bad students always makes the campus messy."

"Worship! When he stands there, everyone looks at him first!"

"Sympathetic, I guess? He wasn't like this in elementary school. His family situation suddenly became like that, so he must have changed."

"I don't know, we live in two different worlds."

The reporter concluded: "There were 6 interviewees in total, and everyone's feelings about Fang Xinghe were different—worship, envy, fear, protection."

In their words, Fang Xinghe is a special existence who possesses both the image of a protector and the face of a tyrant; he is the most prominent and popular star on campus, and also a scorching flame that is hard to approach.

And in the author's personal opinion, his image is even more complex. The *Beijing Youth Daily* reporter, Little Li, who arrived at the same time as me, almost suffered a huge disaster because of his recklessness..."

The conflict, which lasted less than a minute, was rendered by his brilliant pen as thrilling as a Hollywood blockbuster.

And his conclusion is even more interesting—

"What we see from Fang Xinghe is a microcosm of an unconventional era. His unfortunate life is like that bitten apple; the rot and decay came too early and too fast, and no child can digest it easily."

And unlike most people, he chose a reactive anger, transforming all external harm into a highly aggressive response."

To anyone, to anything.

This is not his fault, but he is indeed radiating those extreme and unhelpful things, using his naturally handsome appearance and his highly inflammatory writing to cause a strong infection among the young people of this era."

Fang Xinghe is not the 'civilized' observer in his writing; he is already deeply trapped in it. I feel sad for him."

"Perhaps, we are witnessing the last, most brilliant spark of a genius boy."

The article is written beautifully.

On one hand, it eats the unfortunate dividend of Fang Xinghe’s orphan status, and on the other, it seemingly neutrally and objectively nails Fang Xinghe to the cross as a "destroyer of middle school order."

As for the judgment... that is the readers' business. ===== CHAPTER 30 =====