Using someone else to do the dirty work

In a ward at Jinling University's infirmary, two men in wheelchairs looked at each other, both feeling the urge to cry.

"Useless," Han Wenqi cursed despite himself. "Look at how you handled this. You paid to have your own leg broken. If you ask me, you deserved it. Idiot..."

Song Yi hung his head, looking as though his father had died.

"That leg of yours?" Han Wenqi looked at Song Yi's cast, and his mood seemed to improve considerably. Sure enough, happiness came at the expense of other people's suffering.

Seeing Song Yi's miserable state, he felt no sympathy for a fellow sufferer. Instead, he was actually a little pleased.

"The doctor said six months," Song Yi said weakly. "Han, you have to avenge me. I only ended up like this because I was doing your bidding. Even if I didn't get the job done, I still put in the effort, right?"

"Mm." A vicious glint flashed in Han Wenqi's eyes. "Of course we can't just let this go."

"Then do you have a good idea?" Song Yi's eyes brightened, and he raised his head to look at him expectantly.

"You said earlier that this Li Yichen was made to serve as an 'orientation volunteer' as punishment for staying out all night?" Han Wenqi suddenly asked.

"Yeah." Song Yi asked in confusion, "You mean we should use that against him? But the most we could get him is a public reprimand. That wouldn't hurt him at all."

"No, no, no..." Han Wenqi shook his head, then sneered. "You've heard the saying: the higher you climb, the harder you fall."

"Han, brilliant. Absolutely brilliant." The moment Song Yi heard there was still a chance for revenge, he grew excited. Even his broken leg seemed to hurt less.

He hurriedly pressed him. "You must have a good plan, Han. What do we do next?"

"Issue a list of 'outstanding volunteers' in the Academic Affairs Office's name, and put Li Yichen at the top," Han Wenqi said casually. "Award them three credits."

"Wouldn't that just benefit the bastard?" Song Yi was displeased. His own leg had been broken, yet that bastard had come out completely unscathed and would even get three free credits. No matter how he looked at it, it felt unfair.

After all, a single elective course was worth only one to three credits.

"You have to spend something to gain something," Han Wenqi said confidently. "Besides, those credits won't come free. Do you really think I'm that generous?"

"Then what comes next?" Song Yi still didn't understand what he meant.

"If he takes the credits, he has to work for me." Han Wenqi gave a cold smile. "Have these 'outstanding volunteers' continue handling the upcoming military training for the freshmen."

"And then?" Song Yi was growing more confused.

Han Wenqi smiled mysteriously. "I heard that one team of instructors for this military training came from the Special Forces."

"Huh? Why would Special Forces instructors be assigned to military training for students?" Song Yi asked in puzzlement.

"Apparently, this Special Operations Squad just completed a secret mission and happens to be resting in the Jinling Military Region. They're just being sent over to unwind."

"What does that have to do with our plan?" Song Yi's question made Han Wenqi roll his eyes. How had this guy gotten so stupid? Had breaking his leg somehow damaged his brain too?

Han Wenqi could only explain patiently. "Those Special Forces guys all have bad tempers, and they're monsters when it comes to fighting. All we need to do is nudge things a little and get Li Yichen into a clash with them. If anything happens, no one can blame us."

"Brilliant. Absolutely brilliant," Song Yi said excitedly at once. "Getting someone else to do your dirty work—what a wonderful move, Han. Not only do we get revenge, but more importantly, there won't be any repercussions."

"Then how do we choose the other 'outstanding volunteers' besides Li Yichen?" Song Yi came up with another question.

"Fuck." Han Wenqi finally lost his patience and cursed. "You idiot! Weren't you smart before? Why are you acting like a moron now? Did those people hit your head instead of your leg?"

Song Yi felt miserable at the scolding. His face reddened, and he couldn't say a word.

After venting, Han Wenqi's anger eased a little. Although this guy was somewhat dim, he certainly made a competent lackey.

So he forced his anger down and said, "Keep the benefits among our own people. Give all the other spots to people in the Student Union who are close to us. They can make trouble for Li Yichen while they're at it."

That afternoon, a commendation list for "outstanding volunteers" appeared on the university's official website and noticeboards, leaving every student who saw it envious.

When Li Yichen returned from the parcel pickup station and pushed open his dorm room door, he saw his roommates look away from the laptop screen and turn to him with puzzled expressions.

"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?" Li Yichen asked in confusion as he took off his shoes.

"Number Four, come take a look at this." Zhang Yong beckoned him over.

"What is it? Does it have something to do with me?" Li Yichen felt a little uneasy. Could Yellow Hair and those guys have gone to the police? Or had they spilled the beans about me smashing the wall?

He walked over and leaned in to look at the screen.

A prominent heading in large red letters appeared before his eyes: "Notice of commendation for 'outstanding volunteers.'"

Li Yichen frowned and read on. The gist was that the students on the list had performed exceptionally during orientation and were therefore being awarded three credits.

They were also invited to help supervise the freshmen's military training.

Most importantly, his name was actually at the very top, which made the whole thing hard not to question.

Especially since he had offended both the president and vice president of the Student Union. How could a benefit like this fall into his lap?

"I smell a plot," Sun Kai said, rubbing his chin.

"But what kind of plot could it be?" Yang Weifeng asked in confusion.

"I haven't figured that out yet." Sun Kai's reply made the others roll their eyes.

"Number Four, if it comes down to it, just don't go. Forget the credits." All three urged him together.

"An opportunity this good doesn't come along every day." Li Yichen thought for a moment, then smiled. "Whatever they throw at me, I'll deal with it. I'd actually like to see what tricks they have up their sleeves."

"Good!" Yang Weifeng slapped his shoulder hard. "If you don't like it, fight! Back in Northeast China, there's nothing a fight can't solve. If one isn't enough, have another."

"Ow." Li Yichen pretended to grimace in pain and pushed Yang Weifeng's hand away. "Boss, could you slap yourself next time? You nearly knocked these old bones apart."

"Now you know how tough I am, huh?" Yang Weifeng said smugly. "I trained as a kid. There's nothing I'm afraid of except my dad's belt."

"You really are impressive, Boss." Zhang Yong gave him a thumbs-up and said exaggeratedly, "Anyone who can make getting beaten sound that natural is really something."

"You dare make fun of me? I'll beat you to death, you bastard..." Yang Weifeng mulled it over before catching on, then immediately lunged at him and started pummeling him.

The atmosphere in the dorm room instantly relaxed.

Li Yichen glanced at the list on the screen again, the corners of his mouth curling upward. "Bring it on. Just make sure you don't disappoint me..."