Chapter 58: Muyin Baby vs Fireboy

Shu Lingchen, what are you doing coming to Class 1? This is no place for a poor student like you to come?" Zhang Lu, Chu Lian's desk mate, glared at Shu Lingchen. She snorted: "You were so tough that day in the cafeteria, yet you still couldn't help coming to find little Lian, huh? Let me tell you——

To get to Pei Muyin's seat, one had to pass Chu Lian's desk; Shu Lingchen's gaze swept only a few rows and columns, and after spotting it he walked over, passing Chu Lian as if she were a stranger.

Then, with an unpredictable expression, he divided Pei Muyin's books into two stacks, handed one stack to Bo Luo Zai, hugged the other, and walked straight out the front door.

Throughout, he didn't glance at Chu Lian once, paid no attention to her talking with Shi Jin, and didn't even bother with Zhang Lu.

This made the loud-mouthed Zhang Lu look like a clown; someone nearby covered their mouth, sneered, and glanced at Zhang Lu, who flushed with anger.

…

Shu Lingchen originally thought that someone like Pei Muyin, who always came first, must have a genius-level IQ.

The kind of genius who doesn't study or look, yet knowledge automatically enters his brain.

But when he turned his head, he saw Pei Muyin sitting in his original seat, listening attentively and taking notes.

Geniuses are all working hard—what excuse does he have not to work hard!

Shu Lingchen instantly felt he couldn't fall behind, instantly perked up, picked up a pen, and then saw Bo Luo Zai hiding behind an upright textbook on the neighboring desk, snoring loudly.

Without thinking, his hand just tapped it.

"Ow!"

Bo Luo Zai woke up from the pain.

Shu Lingchen said to him: "Get up, you bastard, what are you sleeping for—how can you even sleep?"

Bo Luo Zai: "……"

Originally he was happy to be desk mates with Brother Chen, dancing with joy, but he never expected Brother Chen to be a devil!

Bo Luo Zai wanted to cry but had no tears; he could only hold his swollen head while listening to the teacher above lecture on the heavenly script.

What is he talking about? I don't get the ding-ding, and the shoes—shoes don't cost anything.

Bo Luo Zai said Shu Lingchen was like that because he himself had gotten caught in the rain, so he also wanted to tear up his umbrella!

(angry)!!!!

Bo Luo Zai, feeling wronged and indignant, turned his head and saw that the neighboring row was also asleep, instantly feeling unbalanced.

No way, he also wants to tear an umbrella!

Then he kicked the person next to him with a few kicks, lowly shouting: "Get up! What are you sleeping for? Everyone get up and listen to class!"

The person next to him, kicked awake with a bewildered face, dared not speak back, also angry, went on to kick the person next to them.

Then, like Russian nesting dolls, one kicked another.

The teacher on the lectern, lecturing away, suddenly discovered that the two back rows, who used to sleep through anything, were now all sitting bolt upright.

The teacher held the textbook, glanced again and again, finally couldn't help walking out the door, looked up at the room number, and suspected he had entered the wrong classroom.

…

A day passed in a flash.

Imperial Scenic Garden 1600.

Last night, the snacks that Pei Muyin brought down from 1702 were not few; in fact, setting aside a special place for them would easily fit.

Shu Shu thought of the snack cabinet upstairs for her daughter……

Without hesitation, she immediately contacted a craftsman to come and install an exact replica snack cabinet.

After school, the three of them went to the supermarket again to buy vegetables.

At that time, Shu Shu was cooking in the kitchen, and Pei Muyin voluntarily helped on the side.

Shu Shu put her phone on the coffee table, instructing Shu Lingchen to let the installation craftsman in when he arrived later by taking the voice call and opening the door for him.

About ten minutes later, the phone rang.

Shu Lingchen picked up the phone to take the voice call, meanwhile running to the entryway to unlock the building's lower-unit door and the elevator permission to the sixteenth floor.

The craftsman on the other end said it was open, then Shu Lingchen hung up the voice call.

As he walked back toward the living room, he inadvertently caught sight of Shu Shu's phone screen.

The interface remained on the chat list.

Two people were pinned to the top.

The first person's note read: "Muyin Baobao".

Pei Muyin.

The second person's note read: "Fireboy".

"?"

Shu Lingchen's brain was still puzzled for a second: "Fireboy? Who's that?"

Wait, the avatar for "Fireboy" looks exactly like me.

Shu Lingchen frowned, not even opening that chat to check, but instead pulled his own phone from his pocket, found the contact labeled "Mom" in the list, and sent a grimacing emoticon.

Then he saw that, on his mother's phone in her other hand, the chat labeled "Fireboy" simultaneously popped up a red dot.

The chat updated with an identical grimacing emoticon.

Oh, so Fireboy is him.

"……"

One is Muyin Baby, and the other is Fireboy.

Shu Lingchen stared at those three characters for a long time, almost boring a hole in his mother's phone.

Not long after, the craftsman installing the snack cabinet arrived.

The three craftsmen were professional and efficient, installing in an orderly manner.

Shu Lingchen just stood by watching, watching the snack cabinet gradually take shape beside his mother's beloved Maotai wall.

The youth lowered his eyelids, pressed his thin lips together; beneath his short hair, the depths of his dark eyes inexplicably darkened.

…

The snack cabinet was successfully set up before the meal.

At the dinner table, Shu Shu and Pei Muyin sat on one side, saying they would put all the snacks into the cabinet after finishing the meal.

Pei Muyin's peach-blossom eyes shone brightly with happiness.

Shu Lingchen sat silently opposite them, not uttering a word from start to finish; Shu Shu served him vegetables, which he ate, but he just buried his head in his rice.

Shu Shu gave Shu Lingchen a few puzzled looks and asked, "What's wrong?"

Shu Lingchen stayed silent for two seconds, then only said, "…Nothing, I just ate too many snacks before the meal, so I'm not hungry now."

Shu Lingchen was the first to put down his bowl at this meal.

"I'm full; today I want to do my homework in my room."

Having said that, he went back to his room, and indeed he didn't come out again afterward.

During that time.

Shu Shu had brought fruit to his door earlier; around nine o'clock, Shu Lingchen was still sitting at his desk when Shu Shu came in and said, "I left some hot food in the insulated box for you—help yourself if you're hungry."

After saying that, she added, "You're not feeling unwell, are you?"

After all, Shu Lingchen is someone who normally eats three bowls of rice for dinner.

Shu Shu placed one hand on Shu Lingchen's forehead and the other on her own, compared them carefully, and muttered that he didn't have a fever.

Hearing his mother's concerned tone, Shu Lingchen pressed his lips, opened his mouth to say something, but all that came out were three words: "I'm fine."

"That's fine."

"Finish your homework and go to sleep early, got it?"

"... Mm."

The door closed, and Shu Lingchen silently watched Shu Shu's retreating back.

…

Early in the morning at school, Bo Luo Zai was startled by Shu Lingchen's two dark eye circles.

"Chen Ge, you, you don't tell me you got this from staying up late reading! Chen Ge, you've become really scary now, you know that?"

Shu Lingchen remained expressionless and ignored him; normally he would have grabbed Bo Luo Zai by the neck and given him a beating.

The second math class ended.

Shu Shu accidentally knocked over a red pen she was using as a marker; it fell to Shu Lingchen's feet, and she called out for him to pick it up.

She waited a few seconds, but there was no response.

"Shu Lingchen?"

Shu Lingchen lifted his head, his eyelids drooping listlessly, and gave a soft hum: "You tell your Muyin baby to pick it up—"