"Hey, I forgot about that back then."
Cheng Cai waved a hand. The classic "I forgot."
He said, "You guys don't know, this kid's a good student. He's the kind who could get into college. It's just that his family's a bit poor, so his dad had him join the army. Being a soldier is harder and more tiring, but at least you never have to worry about food or clothes. And he's a little timid, so he can toughen up in the army too. Right, Sanduo?"
"Huh?" Xu Sanduo froze for a moment, then smiled. "Yeah, you're right."
In truth, he did think that way, but only about the first part. The bit about being timid and needing to toughen up—that was a goal, and he happened to have no goals at all. Still, Cheng Cai made it sound nice, so whatever he said went.
"You've got a lot of nerve?" Wang Yan looked at Cheng Cai with a cheerful smile.
Cheng Cai had been a little tyrant back home, so naturally he had a temper. He was getting a little unhappy too.
"Not a small amount." He stared straight at Wang Yan. "No, bro, what do you mean by that?"
Wang Yan had always preferred action to pointless talk. Without another word, he immediately used a hold to wrench Cheng Cai's arm behind his back, pressing one hand against the back of his head and forcing him face-first onto the bunk.
"What are you doing? Why are you attacking—ah..." Cheng Cai struggled wildly and shouted in rage.
But Wang Yan only applied a little pressure, and Cheng Cai was left with nothing but cries of pain, because it felt as if his arm were about to break.
Yet even his cries of pain were cut short. Wang Yan