Four Against Six

Zhou En pulled his iPhone 4S out of his pocket. Nowadays, his phone could be considered shareholder-level. Zhou En secretly decided that he absolutely had to get the best iPhone when he had time.

He dialed his father's number. To be honest, Zhou En was still a bit worried about Li Ming's situation. What if his parents really did what Li Ming said?

He didn't dare to think about the consequences, so he had to call and confirm.

"Hello, Dad, are you okay?" Zhou En asked into the phone after it connected.

"Zhou En, you keep telling us, is there something you're hiding from Mom and Dad?" There was a moment of silence on the other end before his father asked slowly.

This question startled Zhou En quite a bit. He pretended to be relaxed and said, "What could I possibly be hiding from you two? Don't overthink it. The most important thing right now is for you to stay happy."

Zhou En chuckled.

"Is that so?" Zhou En's father asked suspiciously. "Let me tell you, your old man and I know a few people at your school. If we find anything out, we won't let it go easily."

"If you tell us now, I might go easy on you this time. You'd better think carefully."

"It's fine, I have a clear conscience, so I'm not afraid of shadows," Zhou En knew his father was trying to trick him, so he stubbornly refused to budge.

Seeing that he couldn't get anything out of Zhou En, his father could only chat about what was happening at school. Zhou En, of course, gave vague answers. It was a joke; he had been training for months and had fallen far behind in his studies.

What school events could he possibly talk about? Should he mention that he fought at school every day? His dad would definitely beat him black and blue if he heard that.

"Oh, right, I heard the school opened a Fighting Club. You'd better not participate," his father suddenly said at the end, which made Zhou En's heart pound.

"I'm telling you, Ling Ling is in the past. We can't afford to offend the Wang family."

Hearing this, Zhou En fell silent. Ling Ling would always be a pain in his heart, but he didn't expect his parents to still not support him after so long.

"I understand," Zhou En really wanted to tell his father on the phone that his affairs didn't need their management, but he didn't want his parents to worry about him. He forcefully suppressed the urge in his heart.

"Wow, this doesn't sound like the Zhou En I know. Zhou En is usually so impulsive. He shouldn't be calmly saying he doesn't need you to worry about his affairs," Liu Yu asked from across the dining table, her face full of surprise.

Zhou En glanced at Liu Yu and said indignantly, "It's none of your business."

Unexpectedly, Liu Yu pressed on, asking, "Who is Ling Ling? Can you tell me about her?" Her eyes were full of starry curiosity.

If it were any other time, Zhou En would have refused without hesitation, but today his father had brought up the matter, and Zhou En felt stifled. He happened to have someone to confide in.

"Ling Ling was my high school classmate, and she was the only girl I ever liked."

"The only one? It seems you were quite the loser when you were younger," Liu Yu couldn't help but tease.

Zhou En felt like a cat whose tail had been stepped on and immediately lost interest in talking. He waved his hand and said, "I don't want to talk about it anymore," looking completely uninterested.

This, however, piqued Liu Yu's appetite. She quickly grabbed Zhou En and said in a sweet, coquettish voice, "Come on, tell me. I want to hear."

Admittedly, Liu Yu's hot pants and tank top, coupled with that sweet, coquettish tone, immediately made Zhou En think of things he shouldn't be thinking about.

Seeing Zhou En's expression, Liu Yu instantly guessed what he was thinking and secretly cursed him as a pervert. She felt too embarrassed to ask further.

After finishing dinner with Liu Yu, Zhou En naturally returned to school. Since he had classes in the afternoon, Zhou En had no choice but to obediently go to class. He still had to catch up on the courses he had missed over the past few months.

Otherwise, he would definitely fail the upcoming exam. By the time he got back to the dormitory, it was already very late. He glanced at Chubby, who was sleeping soundly, and quickly washed up before falling asleep himself.

The next day, while Zhou En was still dreaming, he vaguely felt something staring at him.

He opened his eyes and saw a fat face staring directly at him.

"Get lost," Zhou En exclaimed, his hair standing on end.

"Tell me, what did you do with Liu Yu yesterday? Why did you come back so late?" Chubby asked repeatedly, his eyes full of envy.

Ever since he saw Zhou En going out to eat with Liu Yu, Chubby couldn't help but make many assumptions. After all, since Zhou En joined the club, he had interacted less with Chubby.

At first, Chubby thought Zhou En was training, but he didn't expect the training to be an excuse to secretly date a girl.

Actually, Chubby was quite wrong about Zhou En. Zhou En had only gone out to eat with Liu Yu twice, but Chubby didn't know that.

"Have you two already reached the point where you can go on trips together?" Chubby even gave Zhou En an ambiguous look. Any man would know what that look meant.

"Get lost," Zhou En pushed away his unreliable best friend and prepared to go back to sleep.

"Huh? Isn't today the press conference?" Chubby asked in surprise when he saw Zhou En lying back down.

"What?" Zhou En shot up from the bed. He had completely forgotten about it. He hurriedly put on his clothes, not even bothering to wash up, and rushed out of the dormitory.

Seeing this, Chubby became even more convinced that Zhou En had indeed gone out with Liu Yu yesterday for that kind of thing. He secretly thought that another flower had been plucked by a pig, while also envying Zhou En's good luck.

"Why isn't the lucky person me?"

Gymnasium.

The gymnasium was already packed at this hour because all the participating teams were making an appearance today. It was a pre-competition warm-up, to put it nicely. However, one could gauge the school's competitive strength by observing the condition of the participating team members.

At the very back of the team lineup, a group of five people stood anxiously. Or rather, only four were anxious; one person was leisurely enjoying the scenery.

It was Li Hui.

"Li Hui, weren't you eliminated? What's going on?" Liu Yu pointed at Li Hui and scolded him in a sweet voice.

He couldn't help but worry. Putting aside Li Hui's many complaints about the club, the conflict between Li Hui, Zhou En, and himself was enough to guarantee that Li Hui would deliberately underperform in the upcoming match.

This was practically four against six, and the thought of it made everyone feel powerless.

"What, you don't like seeing me here?" Li Hui's lips curved into a playful smile, and he chuckled.

"Li Hui, if you dare to throw the match, I won't let you off easily," an official team member pointed at Li Hui's nose and cursed him without regard for his image.

This person's name is Zhao Haiyan, and the one beside him is Zhao Feiyan. They are a pair of twin brothers and the last two official members of the club.

Just yesterday, Shu Qi, who was originally an official member, suddenly announced she had a hereditary spontaneous pneumothorax. To avoid affecting the school's competition results, she specifically gave her official member position to Li Hui.

The school would normally never agree to such an absurd request, but the Li family has connections on the school's board of directors, so they immediately nodded in agreement.

And so, the scene before them unfolded.

"As if you could do anything to me," Li Hui said dismissively.

"You," Zhao Haiyan couldn't help but lash out on the spot, but was pulled back by Zhao Feiyan beside him.