Youth Without Regrets

"What nonsense are you talking about? It's not like that."

"That's good." Lin Qiang let out an exaggerated sigh of relief and slipped away.

Youth Without Regrets

At exactly seven, the homeroom teacher arrived together with the subject teachers, and the students burst into enthusiastic applause.

The homeroom teacher had even brought the children from home to join the fun. A group of girls shrieked and crowded around, excitedly pinching and fussing over the chubby little kid.

As usual, Su Yan was munching on tomatoes, juice splashing everywhere. The sound alone was enough to make Liang Kui next door drool.

Since the snacks bought with the class fund were too few and too monotonous, Su Yan had specially brought other snacks that evening: potato chips, beef jerky, spicy dried fish, and loose-sold pistachios.

Su Yan casually gave half of them to Chen Yan. "You have to do me the honor of eating them today. Don't say you're taking them home."

Chen Yan paused, then picked up a bag of potato chips.

Liang Kui clicked his tongue as he watched the two of them. Unable to bear it any longer, he whispered, "Su Yan, what am I supposed to say about you? What do you even like about Chen Yan?"

Su Yan ignored him. Liang Kui said resentfully, "You really hurt people's feelings. Since you gave some to Chen Yan, you should at least give me some too. I don't want anything else—I just want to taste your tomatoes."

Su Yan sneered and deliberately took out a huge, bright red tomato, waving it before Liang Kui's eyes. Liang Kui swallowed and reached out to snatch it. Su Yan pulled it back to his mouth, took a huge bite with a crunch, then held up the bitten tomato. "Sorry, the last tomato has already been bitten by me."

Liang Kui's eyes narrowed. Then he suddenly struck, his two claws flashing like lightning, and Su Yan's tomato vanished without a trace!

Like a starving wolf, Liang Kui hugged the tomato and chomped away, devouring the stolen goods in several bites. Not even a scrap remained. Still wanting more, he licked his fingers and gave Su Yan a smug grin. "It really is a good tomato."

Su Yan said expressionlessly, "It's poisoned."

"I've been immune to every poison for a long time, hahaha." Liang Kui laughed loudly. He had coveted those tomatoes for an entire semester, and now that he had finally eaten one, every inch of him was buzzing with excitement.

After laughing, Liang Kui eagerly pressed on. "Where did you buy those tomatoes? It's already winter, and they still taste this good. Tell me, okay? I'll give you a whole sack of tomatoes."

"If Chen Wanwan says that, I'll give you a whole sack of tomatoes every week from now on."

Liang Kui narrowed his eyes and said disdainfully, "Who do you think you are? Don't pick fights with women, especially my girlfriend."

"Or what, you'll be rude to me?" Su Yan scoffed.

"You understand."

"Don't worry. I never stoop to arguing with idiotic women."

"You fucking want a beating! Who are you calling names?" Liang Kui slammed the table hard, glaring viciously at Su Yan.

Being young and reckless was great. You could take a knife in the ribs for your friends or your girlfriend. You could lose anything but not your pride and spirit. Anyone who bullied your brother was an enemy and deserved a beating! Anyone who bullied your girlfriend was an enemy and deserved even more of one! A man who did not protect his girlfriend when she was insulted was no good man—he was a coward. You could do anything but be a coward; you could lose anything but not your dignity.

This grievance had to be settled!

"What? You want to fight?" Su Yan tilted his head back in provocation at Liang Kui, wearing an utterly punchable grin.

Liang Kui was easily enraged. He clenched his fist and was about to throw a punch when the homeroom teacher roared, "What are you doing? Do you want me to call your parents?"

"Liang Kui, stop!" Chen Wanwan had no idea why Liang Kui wanted to fight, and she hurried over to dissuade him.

Lin Qiang quickly soothed Su Yan. "Even for the sake of the other students, we shouldn't be fighting today. Just bear with it."

"What is going on with you two?" the homeroom teacher demanded angrily as he walked over.

Neither Liang Kui nor Su Yan said anything. The other teachers chimed in, "Don't get angry today. Let's put on some performances and have some fun. Cultural committee member, shouldn't the program be starting?"

The cultural committee member hurriedly nodded. "Yes, yes, let's begin. The first performance is a skit..."

The students began taking the stage, and the atmosphere gradually grew livelier.

The most common performance was singing: choruses, duets, solo songs, all sorts of melodious music.

Even the enthusiastic teachers went up to show off their skills. The plain-looking, chubby history teacher was the most jaw-dropping of them all!

Who would have guessed that the usually hot-tempered fat man, holding a guitar and singing the simple "Birch Forest" while playing, could be so heartbreakingly charming?

The television had been muted. In the dim classroom, only that small patch of light shone on the history teacher. He seemed like a completely different person from usual, his eyes slightly closed as his fingers gently plucked the guitar. The melody of "Birch Forest" drifted through the room, and his slightly low, husky voice gave it a unique flavor. Perhaps because it was a live performance, Su Yan felt it had more charm than the original. In fact, many people felt the same way, because the entire class had fallen silent, and some girls even began crying for no apparent reason.

When the song ended, the entire class rose to their feet, erupting into thunderous applause, screams, and cheers. At that moment, no one held a grudge over the annoying way the fat man forced them to memorize texts. In an instant, the irritable history teacher somehow seemed exceptionally lovable.

The fat man laughed as he accepted the students' enthusiasm, then sharply strummed his guitar to quiet everyone down. Humming, he said, "Trying to butter me up now is useless. If anyone hasn't finished the homework I assigned in three days, you'll copy it one hundred times."

"Ah~~~~" Everyone wailed together. Two test papers! For history! History! Even history had assigned two test papers. The students planning to study science in the future practically wanted to vomit blood and die.