Lifelong Cook

Shalan's displeasure, having accumulated for so long, finally erupted. She said coldly—

"Hmph, still giggling around here. It seems you never intended to win. Yeah, a fat woman like you, how could you possibly win? I think you should just give up early and not embarrass yourself."

This was originally a very ordinary statement. Well, compared to what Ye Lang said, this sentence was nothing at all. However, it provoked Zhen Xiaoyan, simply because of who said it.

No matter how provocative Ye Lang's words were, she wouldn't take them to heart because she knew Ye Lang meant no harm. But if it were someone else, it would be different, let alone her love rival.

"Don't worry, I won't give up. I will definitely win, not just beat you, I'll win the championship!!" Zhen Xiaoyan retorted, unwilling to be outdone.

"..." Silence. At this moment, everyone fell silent.

"Haha..." This was immediately followed by uproarious laughter. Although everyone knew Zhen Xiaoyan was participating in the competition, they also knew she was provoked, so they didn't laugh at her.

However, the current situation was different. Zhen Xiaoyan actually claimed she would win and even win the championship. This was incredibly funny, like hearing the funniest joke in the world.

"Haha, you? You want to beat me, and win the championship? Unless everyone is blind, you'd better wait for your next life and be reborn as someone else. Haha..." Shalan laughed wantonly, cruelly stepping on Zhen Xiaoyan.

And this wasn't the most hurtful part. Shalan continued to twist the knife at the end: "In this life, you can only compete with pigs for beauty, and you're only fit for a pigsty! Zhen Xiaoyan, you should be called Pig-Face Yan!"

"You..." Zhen Xiaoyan was so hurt she couldn't utter a word. Tears seemed to well up in her eyes, wanting to burst out.

At this moment, the entire classroom was silent. Although they had laughed at Zhen Xiaoyan, they did not agree with such insulting remarks. After all, they were all classmates, having been together for so many years, and there was some affection.

This could also be said to be Zhen Xiaoyan's good interpersonal relationships; she hadn't offended anyone. Her physical characteristics did not hinder their camaraderie; her personality was the key, and her personality was generally recognized as good. One could see this from her attitude towards Ye Lang.

"Yes, that's right. She is competing with pigs for beauty, which is why she's participating in this competition," Ye Lang's indifferent voice sounded.

"..." The crowd froze, unable to grasp the meaning of his words for a moment. But soon, they all understood.

"Pfft..."

Some people couldn't help but start laughing, secretly sighing that this retort was simply perfect, making the other person hoist themselves by their own petard.

"Ye Lang! Who are you calling a pig!" Shalan said angrily.

"You!" Ye Lang replied curtly. "I'm just interpreting your words literally. She's going to the Pigsty Competition to compete with you for beauty!"

"Ye Lang, stop talking. You'll offend people this way," Zhen Xiaoyan said.

The "offending people" here obviously didn't refer to Shalan. Ye Lang had clearly offended her many times before. It referred to Ye Lang lumping everyone together, calling all the talented women participating in the competition pigs.

"What's there to fear about offending people? Who dares to provoke me? I am the dignified Thirteenth Young Master Ye! Do you think I'm a sick cat just because a tiger doesn't show its might?" Ye Lang said arrogantly, revealing his prodigal son side.

This sentence also served as a reminder to those present that this brat was the Thirteenth Young Master Ye, someone not to be trifled with. The noble ladies participating in the competition, even if he pointed at their noses and called them pigs, could only swallow their anger.

In recent years, Ye Lang's identity had often been overlooked. Besides his consistently low profile and his frequent absent-mindedness that made people laugh and cry, it also made him seem approachable. Most importantly, he rarely used his status to scare people like this.

And the people in this classroom were even more likely to overlook his status. Having interacted with him for so long, they naturally didn't treat Ye Lang as anyone special, just a classmate.

At this moment, Shalan's expression turned very ugly. She seemed to have noticed this as well. Her boyfriend, Moya, although called one of the Four Young Masters of the academy, the Four Young Masters combined might not even weigh as much as Ye Lang.

To put it in a sentence, Ye Lang seemed like a hidden BOSS!

"That's true. You're indeed not someone ordinary people can afford to offend. But—others can scheme against you behind your back, and you're often absent-minded, making you easy to be ambushed!" Zhen Xiaoyan said directly and impolitely.

"Go away! I'm very sharp. How could I be absent-minded? If others try to ambush me, they'll have to wait for their next life!" Ye Lang denied this, shaking his head.

"Sharp? Then who was it yesterday who stumbled into the women's locker room absent-mindedly and was chased like a pervert for half a day?"

"... That's not my fault. Who told them not to put up signs? I thought it was all men's."

"Anyone would know that men and women have separate rooms. If they were all men, there wouldn't be two separate rooms. You are absent-minded, and this isn't the first time!"

"Damn it, if you keep talking, I won't help you anymore. I originally wanted to help you beat these pigs, but now I have to reconsider." Ye Lang said in embarrassment and anger.

Zhen Xiaoyan said with a huff, "You're still calling them pigs? This will... Wait, what did you just say?"

"It's nothing, just that I'm reconsidering whether to help you or not," Ye Lang said, waving his hand.

"Help me? You have a way to help me?" Zhen Xiaoyan asked doubtfully.

"There are many ways, it depends on your choice," Ye Lang pretended to be an expert, standing with his hands behind his back, looking up at everyone askance.

"What ways?" Zhen Xiaoyan, not paying attention to Ye Lang's behavior at this moment, asked nervously. She naturally hoped to win, even if it seemed impossible.

"There are simple and effortless ones, and there are complex and painful ones. Which do you choose?"

"Simple!" Zhen Xiaoyan said decisively. Everyone would choose this way.

"The simple method is for me to bribe the judges and the audience with money, and then threaten them. Under coercion and temptation, wouldn't the championship be yours for the taking?" Ye Lang proposed a method that made everyone collapse, and only he would dare to suggest it.

"..."

After a moment of silence, Zhen Xiaoyan said, "Let's change it. This one isn't good!"

Although the method was speechless, no one doubted that Ye Lang could do it. With his prodigal nature, this was exactly the kind of thing he loved to do, regardless of whether it succeeded.