Tang San: Cuihua, Break Up with Me After Doing It One More Time

Tang San forcibly found himself a more "justifiable" reason.

He gritted his teeth, the movement tugging at his wounds and making him bare them in pain. Limping like an unyielding zombie, he stubbornly shuffled toward the center of the argument.

Xiao Wu had no idea what was going on, but worried for him, she hurried after him and carefully supported his other arm.

Her gaze flicked back and forth between his swollen face and the two people arguing ahead, her heart full of confusion. "What is Little San trying to do now?"

At that moment, two red clouds rose on Cuihua's cheeks. Her voice, filled with embarrassment, anger, and resolve, grew louder.

"Ma Hongjun! You've treated me well, but I really can't stand you! We're not suitable for each other, so go find someone else! Besides, I'm several years older than you! Please, don't come looking for me anymore!"

With that, she turned to leave.

Ma Hongjun's round body trembled with rage, and even his tiny mustache stood on end. He blocked Cuihua's path, craned his neck, and roared in the duck-like voice unique to puberty.

"What do you mean you can't stand me?! I seriously don't understand what you women are thinking! Fine, we can break up—but do it with me one more time first, then I'll break up with you! Otherwise, no way!"

Boom—!

Those naked, crude words struck Tang San and Xiao Wu, who had just made it over, like a thunderbolt!

Tang San felt a chill shoot from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head. He was instantly fried inside and out, his mind going completely blank!

The few remaining facial muscles on his pig-head-swollen face twitched wildly!

No matter how much he calculated, he never could have expected this dead fatso to spout such shocking, vile, shameless demands!

Xiao Wu's almond eyes went wide at those beastly words. Her rosy little mouth formed an "O," and even the hand supporting Tang San froze.

Only one thought roared in her mind: This dead fatso is way too shameless, isn't he?!

Yet the cold task prompt in his mind hung over him like a death warrant.

The temptation of +1 Charm was like a devil's whisper, repeatedly battering Tang San's crumbling sanity.

"Repeat it... just repeat it! For Charm! It's only one sentence! As long as I repeat five sentences, I can become handsome!"

Shame and his desire for "good looks" waged a fierce battle within him. In the end, the latter narrowly won.

He was going all in!

Tang San, his enormous pig head making him a truly dreadful sight, took a deep breath and tried his best to imitate Ma Hongjun's brazen tone from earlier.

Facing the equally stunned Cuihua, he loudly repeated in an extremely strange, desperate voice.

"What do you mean you can't stand me?! I seriously don't understand what you women are thinking! Fine, we can break up—but do it with me one more time first, then I'll break up with you! Otherwise, no way!"

The air completely froze at that instant.

The wind stopped. The birds fell silent. Even the sizzling from the pancake stall in the distance seemed to vanish.

Xiao Wu: "!!!"

As if struck by lightning, she turned to stone on the spot, yanking back the hand supporting Tang San as though she had been electrocuted.

In her beautiful eyes came first utter shock, then boundless disappointment, unbelievable fury, and finally the despair of "this man has completely lost his mind."

Looking at Tang San's horrible face as it uttered such hooligan words, the tiny person in her heart pounded the ground and screamed wildly.

"Tang San! Did Teacher Zhao beat your brains out, or are you possessed by something filthy?! What the hell is wrong with you!!!"

Ma Hongjun: "???"

It was as if he had been hit with a freezing spell. His round body stiffened in place, his tiny eyes bulging as he stared fixedly at the "pig-headed monster" that had suddenly appeared before him.

His brain completely crashed. Where did this lunatic come from?! His face was swollen even bigger than mine, and he actually dared to copy me?!

And he said it to my Cuihua?! What the hell kind of move was that?!

Cuihua: "...!!!"

She first looked at Ma Hongjun in shock, seemingly trying to confirm whether this was his doing.

Only after seeing Ma Hongjun's equally dumbfounded expression did she abruptly turn toward the "pig-headed man" repeating his words.

A tremendous sense of humiliation instantly drowned her!

It was already shameless enough when Ma Hongjun said it, but this ugly freak with a pig-head-swollen face, who knew where he had come from, was actually parroting him?!

Her face instantly shifted from red to green, then from green to white. Finally, she trembled with rage, pointed at Tang San's nose, and shrieked through tears with utter disgust.

"You... you, you, you! What the hell are you?! Who's doing it with you one more time?!"

"I was never dating an ugly thing like you! You're uglier than Ma Hongjun! And more disgusting! Get lost!!!"

"Uglier than Ma Hongjun! And more disgusting!"

Those words were like poisoned arrows, piercing with perfect accuracy through Tang San's already fragile heart, which was plagued by anxiety over his looks!

His swollen cheeks instantly turned from bruised purple to deep liver-purple. An indescribable sensation, mixed with agonizing pain, humiliation, social death, and a brutal blow to his appearance—

made his vision go dark in waves, and he nearly fainted on the spot again!

Meanwhile, Lin Jiang stood not far away with half a pancake in his hand, his shoulders shaking wildly. His face was red from holding it in, while strange "gurgling" sounds came from his throat.

Clearly, he was using every ounce of strength he had to suppress the laughter about to burst from his throat!

Ma Hongjun finally snapped out of his shock, and a surge of evil fire shot straight to his head! It was one thing for Cuihua to reject him, but now some inexplicable pig-headed freak had publicly copied him—and even stolen his lines?!

This was simply the greatest humiliation! His tiny mustache shot up, his fists cracking as he clenched them. He glared at the swaying Tang San and roared.

"Hey! You pig head! Why are you copying me?! Looking for a beating?!"

The situation had completely spiraled out of control.

The system's cold prompt sounded mercilessly in Tang San's mind.

[First sentence repeated. Host, please continue repeating the remaining four sentences.]

Tang San felt the world spin as his vision darkened.

Ma Hongjun's furious fat face and Cuihua's disgusted expression warped in his swollen field of vision.

But the system's cold prompt mercilessly reminded him.

[Countdown to repeat the second sentence: 10, 9, 8...]

"I'm doing it!" Tang San roared inwardly. His swollen lips trembled as he forced out the next sentence. "Hey! You pig head! Why are you copying me?! Looking for a beating?!"

Ma Hongjun's fat face instantly turned the color of pig liver, and his two little

mustaches shook violently with rage. "You motherf—

At that moment, his eyes suddenly caught sight of Xiao Wu supporting Tang San. His tiny eyes immediately lit up with astonishment.

Cuihua was instantly tossed to the back of his mind. Licking his lips, he revealed a lecherous grin.

"What a beautiful chick. Are you taking her place as my girlfriend? Come on! Hurry up and do it with me!"

"Bullshit!"

Xiao Wu was so furious that her scorpion braid stood straight up, her little fists clenching with crackling sounds.