Bad Boys Boot Camp: V1-C42

Chapter 42: The Clever Jiang Shao

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_{Hot damn! I actually did it! Oh my god, I should be a movie star!}
If he had never run into Shen Zhuoyun, Jiang Shao never doubted his ability to grind it out in that hellhole academy until he hit twenty. Once out, he planned to continue his wanton ways. Of course, running into a person like Shen Zhuoyun was a shot in a million. Thanks to that guy, the chance to blow that joint earlier was now on the table. He would go to the places where there were no watchful parental eyes and get into all manner of unseemly behaviour. If he could survive the underbelly, he would give it his all to become a bigshot. If he fails, then he would do stints behind bars, collect a bullet, or spend his life rotting away in prison. Regardless of which, they were all better than that hellish place and one other...

Hot damn! I actually did it! Oh my god, I should be a movie star!

_{{Anyways, it’s a good thing those guys didn't notice the tower running or the USB plugged inside. That was one task completed. Now all that’s left is to find a way to get myself in some trouble. I need to get sent to the warehouse.}}At those words, the boy frightfully scampered out of the infirmary towards the corner, where he stooped and waited. With all the tears and snot long wiped from his face, he stayed there until those instructors came out of the room chatting, allowing him to sigh in relief.

Anyways, it’s a good thing those guys didn't notice the tower running or the USB plugged inside. That was one task completed. Now all that’s left is to find a way to get myself in some trouble. I need to get sent to the warehouse.

_{“Whatever,” the dark instructor cut in. “Have you seen the medicated oil? Any idea where it is?”}Now, he was at the computer. Putting the thing on alone was a task, as the ancient machine was stuck on the Windows XP loading screen for ages. While it loaded up, Jiang Shao kept an eye on both it and the hallway outside through the glass window on the door, his nerves growing more with each passing minute.

“Whatever,” the dark instructor cut in. “Have you seen the medicated oil? Any idea where it is?”

_{“Holy shіt…” the boy mumbled. “So freaking cool…” For a second, Jiang Shao wondered if he should learn a trick or two from Qin Mo. It wasn’t for any reason in particular; getting a scare out of people was good enough.}Even if death was on the table, there was one more place Jiang Shao would also never go. He would never go back home.

“Holy shіt…” the boy mumbled. “So freaking cool…” For a second, Jiang Shao wondered if he should learn a trick or two from Qin Mo. It wasn’t for any reason in particular; getting a scare out of people was good enough.

_{“Hey, where’d you put the medicated oil?” The dark-skinned man turned to ask while searching through the cabinets, unable to find it even after a long search. “There’s not a damn soul here to ask either.”}
Even if death was on the table, there was one more place Jiang Shao would also never go. He would never go back home.

“Hey, where’d you put the medicated oil?” The dark-skinned man turned to ask while searching through the cabinets, unable to find it even after a long search. “There’s not a damn soul here to ask either.”

_{Even if death was on the table, there was one more place Jiang Shao would also never go. He would never go back home.}Just as I was dying of hunger, manna was sent from the heavens.

Even if death was on the table, there was one more place Jiang Shao would also never go. He would never go back home.

_{Under the curtain, half of a bootprint could be seen. Because of the whiteness of the clean sheet, the black print was all the more distinct.}“Oh, just a little one.” The boy pressed his thumb and pinky in a gesture matching his words before waving for the other boy to lower his head.

Under the curtain, half of a bootprint could be seen. Because of the whiteness of the clean sheet, the black print was all the more distinct.

_{“How did you get in here, then?” The other man asked with a furrow. “The door was locked when we came.”}From behind the curtain, Jiang Shao still huddled and prayed the two would keep yammering on even more. The monitor was off, but the tower still hummed enough to be noticed in silence. That damn old buzzing machine made the poor boy tremble.

“How did you get in here, then?” The other man asked with a furrow. “The door was locked when we came.”

_{The two were football fans.}The two were football fans.

The two were football fans.

_{“Whatever,” the dark instructor cut in. “Have you seen the medicated oil? Any idea where it is?”}
That house has no place for a person like me.

“Whatever,” the dark instructor cut in. “Have you seen the medicated oil? Any idea where it is?”

_{“Huh?” The other boy narrowed his eyes, looking at Jiang Shao warily. “What kind of favour?”}Anyways, it’s a good thing those guys didn't notice the tower running or the USB plugged inside. That was one task completed. Now all that’s left is to find a way to get myself in some trouble. I need to get sent to the warehouse.

“Huh?” The other boy narrowed his eyes, looking at Jiang Shao warily. “What kind of favour?”

Jiang Shao sent a fist straight to Bighead Yuan’s eye before the large boy could finish, his lips curling into a smile as he spoke. “Can you let your buddy here beat the crap outta ya?”

_{“You won’t believe it?” Another man with a mole on his cheek snickered. “Good luck with that because Italy has got it in the bag this year.”}Just as I was dying of hunger, manna was sent from the heavens.

“You won’t believe it?” Another man with a mole on his cheek snickered. “Good luck with that because Italy has got it in the bag this year.”

_{Right then, the mole-having instructor placed his fingers on his lips in a silencing gesture. His wandering gaze had stopped on the curtain, catching his attention, his brows furrowing as he pointed towards it for the other to see.}
So, after gaining freedom, he had already planned out his first moves. First, he would hit up some of his old buddies for cash. Second, he’d get a good night’s sleep at a motel. Last, and certainly not least, he would head to the old restaurant, which was his first stop for having a good meal. The spicy duck head they served always hit the right spot, and after staying in that damnable place for more than half a year, his mouth had almost forgotten the taste. Right then, just thinking about the aroma of that dish made him drool, let alone imagining that spicy and refreshing taste.

Right then, the mole-having instructor placed his fingers on his lips in a silencing gesture. His wandering gaze had stopped on the curtain, catching his attention, his brows furrowing as he pointed towards it for the other to see.

_{At those words, the boy frightfully scampered out of the infirmary towards the corner, where he stooped and waited. With all the tears and snot long wiped from his face, he stayed there until those instructors came out of the room chatting, allowing him to sigh in relief.}“Hey, if Brazil doesn’t win this year, I’m sticking my head in a latrine!” The dark-skinned instructor shouted as he opened up the infirmary with a key. “I’m telling you, I won’t believe it if a lightweight team like Italy makes it.”

At those words, the boy frightfully scampered out of the infirmary towards the corner, where he stooped and waited. With all the tears and snot long wiped from his face, he stayed there until those instructors came out of the room chatting, allowing him to sigh in relief.

_{“What is—”}“Huh?” The other boy narrowed his eyes, looking at Jiang Shao warily. “What kind of favour?”

“What is—”

_{When the start-up tune finally sounded, another relieved sigh left the boy's lips as he quickly went over to plug in the drive. The second USB was in, a dialogue box appeared. But before Jiang Shao could do a thing, the computer started operating on its own, just like the ones in those hacker movies.}Right then, the mole-having instructor placed his fingers on his lips in a silencing gesture. His wandering gaze had stopped on the curtain, catching his attention, his brows furrowing as he pointed towards it for the other to see.

When the start-up tune finally sounded, another relieved sigh left the boy's lips as he quickly went over to plug in the drive. The second USB was in, a dialogue box appeared. But before Jiang Shao could do a thing, the computer started operating on its own, just like the ones in those hacker movies.

_{Even if death was on the table, there was one more place Jiang Shao would also never go. He would never go back home.}“Are you sure it was originally there?” The other man asked.

Even if death was on the table, there was one more place Jiang Shao would also never go. He would never go back home.

_{“You won’t believe it?” Another man with a mole on his cheek snickered. “Good luck with that because Italy has got it in the bag this year.”}
As Jiang Shao pondered these things, he stuck his head out from the corner beside the infirmary. Qin Mo was not there, so that room was supposed to be empty.

“You won’t believe it?” Another man with a mole on his cheek snickered. “Good luck with that because Italy has got it in the bag this year.”

If he had never run into Shen Zhuoyun, Jiang Shao never doubted his ability to grind it out in that hellhole academy until he hit twenty. Once out, he planned to continue his wanton ways. Of course, running into a person like Shen Zhuoyun was a shot in a million. Thanks to that guy, the chance to blow that joint earlier was now on the table. He would go to the places where there were no watchful parental eyes and get into all manner of unseemly behaviour. If he could survive the underbelly, he would give it his all to become a bigshot. If he fails, then he would do stints behind bars, collect a bullet, or spend his life rotting away in prison. Regardless of which, they were all better than that hellish place and one other...

_{{That house has no place for a person like me.}}Jiang Shao sent a fist straight to Bighead Yuan’s eye before the large boy could finish, his lips curling into a smile as he spoke. “Can you let your buddy here beat the crap outta ya?”

That house has no place for a person like me.

_{“W-when I-I c-c-came here i-it w-wasn’t.” The boy’s tearful voice hitched, his stammering enough to annoy a person. “I-it wasn’t l-locked. I-I swear. It wasn’t l-locked…”}
Breathing a sigh of relief that no one was really there, Jiang Shao made his way over and quietly pulled the wire from his sleeve, slipping it into the lock. Carefully twisting the piece of metal, he continued until he heard that expected clіck. Tucking the wire back into his sleeve, he let out a snort before proudly strutting into that room—not forgetting to close and lock the door.

“W-when I-I c-c-came here i-it w-wasn’t.” The boy’s tearful voice hitched, his stammering enough to annoy a person. “I-it wasn’t l-locked. I-I swear. It wasn’t l-locked…”

_{But getting oneself into an adequate amount of trouble did have its issues. As a person who damn-near mastered the art of weaselling out of any situation, there’s a chance that the other party he gets into trouble with might not say anything out of suspicion, and if the matter isn't serious enough, he wouldn’t be detained.}“Of course, there isn’t.” The other instructor plopped down on the chair in front of the computer, giving Jiang Shao another fright. “Haven’t you heard the news? That guy called Wu, the principal brought on to run this place, is nearing retirement. So that old goat doesn’t give a crap about actually running this place.”

But getting oneself into an adequate amount of trouble did have its issues. As a person who damn-near mastered the art of weaselling out of any situation, there’s a chance that the other party he gets into trouble with might not say anything out of suspicion, and if the matter isn't serious enough, he wouldn’t be detained.

_{“Huh?” The other boy narrowed his eyes, looking at Jiang Shao warily. “What kind of favour?”}
Now, he was at the computer. Putting the thing on alone was a task, as the ancient machine was stuck on the Windows XP loading screen for ages. While it loaded up, Jiang Shao kept an eye on both it and the hallway outside through the glass window on the door, his nerves growing more with each passing minute.

“Huh?” The other boy narrowed his eyes, looking at Jiang Shao warily. “What kind of favour?”

_{“How did you get in here, then?” The other man asked with a furrow. “The door was locked when we came.”}“Are you sure it was originally there?” The other man asked.

“How did you get in here, then?” The other man asked with a furrow. “The door was locked when we came.”

_{Jiang Shao wanted to look at the progrаmme some more, but the sound of incoming steps cut his time short. The boy’s heart trembled as he quickly shut off the monitor and scoped out the room before scampering towards the only bed and pulling the curtains.}
When the start-up tune finally sounded, another relieved sigh left the boy's lips as he quickly went over to plug in the drive. The second USB was in, a dialogue box appeared. But before Jiang Shao could do a thing, the computer started operating on its own, just like the ones in those hacker movies.

Jiang Shao wanted to look at the progrаmme some more, but the sound of incoming steps cut his time short. The boy’s heart trembled as he quickly shut off the monitor and scoped out the room before scampering towards the only bed and pulling the curtains.

_{Now, he was at the computer. Putting the thing on alone was a task, as the ancient machine was stuck on the Windows XP loading screen for ages. While it loaded up, Jiang Shao kept an eye on both it and the hallway outside through the glass window on the door, his nerves growing more with each passing minute.}Breathing a sigh of relief that no one was really there, Jiang Shao made his way over and quietly pulled the wire from his sleeve, slipping it into the lock. Carefully twisting the piece of metal, he continued until he heard that expected clіck. Tucking the wire back into his sleeve, he let out a snort before proudly strutting into that room—not forgetting to close and lock the door.

Now, he was at the computer. Putting the thing on alone was a task, as the ancient machine was stuck on the Windows XP loading screen for ages. While it loaded up, Jiang Shao kept an eye on both it and the hallway outside through the glass window on the door, his nerves growing more with each passing minute.

_{The dark-skinned instructor nodded, striding the three steps to make his way over in two and pulling the curtain wide open.}“Hey, if Brazil doesn’t win this year, I’m sticking my head in a latrine!” The dark-skinned instructor shouted as he opened up the infirmary with a key. “I’m telling you, I won’t believe it if a lightweight team like Italy makes it.”

The dark-skinned instructor nodded, striding the three steps to make his way over in two and pulling the curtain wide open.

_{At those words, the boy frightfully scampered out of the infirmary towards the corner, where he stooped and waited. With all the tears and snot long wiped from his face, he stayed there until those instructors came out of the room chatting, allowing him to sigh in relief.}“It was. Last time I came to get some from Doctor Jiang.” The dark guy said while recalling. “Oh, maybe it all got used—”

_{“Hey, where’d you put the medicated oil?” The dark-skinned man turned to ask while searching through the cabinets, unable to find it even after a long search. “There’s not a damn soul here to ask either.”}Right then, the mole-having instructor placed his fingers on his lips in a silencing gesture. His wandering gaze had stopped on the curtain, catching his attention, his brows furrowing as he pointed towards it for the other to see.

_{Breathing a sigh of relief that no one was really there, Jiang Shao made his way over and quietly pulled the wire from his sleeve, slipping it into the lock. Carefully twisting the piece of metal, he continued until he heard that expected clіck. Tucking the wire back into his sleeve, he let out a snort before proudly strutting into that room—not forgetting to close and lock the door.}
“Holy shіt…” the boy mumbled. “So freaking cool…” For a second, Jiang Shao wondered if he should learn a trick or two from Qin Mo. It wasn’t for any reason in particular; getting a scare out of people was good enough.

Breathing a sigh of relief that no one was really there, Jiang Shao made his way over and quietly pulled the wire from his sleeve, slipping it into the lock. Carefully twisting the piece of metal, he continued until he heard that expected clіck. Tucking the wire back into his sleeve, he let out a snort before proudly strutting into that room—not forgetting to close and lock the door.

_{{That house has no place for a person like me.}}The dark-skinned instructor nodded, striding the three steps to make his way over in two and pulling the curtain wide open.

That house has no place for a person like me.

_{“Huh?” The other boy narrowed his eyes, looking at Jiang Shao warily. “What kind of favour?”}“It was. Last time I came to get some from Doctor Jiang.” The dark guy said while recalling. “Oh, maybe it all got used—”

“Huh?” The other boy narrowed his eyes, looking at Jiang Shao warily. “What kind of favour?”

_{The dark-skinned instructor nodded, striding the three steps to make his way over in two and pulling the curtain wide open.}
Jiang Shao wanted to look at the progrаmme some more, but the sound of incoming steps cut his time short. The boy’s heart trembled as he quickly shut off the monitor and scoped out the room before scampering towards the only bed and pulling the curtains.

The dark-skinned instructor nodded, striding the three steps to make his way over in two and pulling the curtain wide open.

_{Jiang Shao sent a fist straight to Bighead Yuan’s eye before the large boy could finish, his lips curling into a smile as he spoke. “Can you let your buddy here beat the crap outta ya?”}At those words, the boy frightfully scampered out of the infirmary towards the corner, where he stooped and waited. With all the tears and snot long wiped from his face, he stayed there until those instructors came out of the room chatting, allowing him to sigh in relief.

Jiang Shao sent a fist straight to Bighead Yuan’s eye before the large boy could finish, his lips curling into a smile as he spoke. “Can you let your buddy here beat the crap outta ya?”

_N/A
“Hey, if Brazil doesn’t win this year, I’m sticking my head in a latrine!” The dark-skinned instructor shouted as he opened up the infirmary with a key. “I’m telling you, I won’t believe it if a lightweight team like Italy makes it.”

N/A

_{“Whatever,” the dark instructor cut in. “Have you seen the medicated oil? Any idea where it is?”}At those words, the boy frightfully scampered out of the infirmary towards the corner, where he stooped and waited. With all the tears and snot long wiped from his face, he stayed there until those instructors came out of the room chatting, allowing him to sigh in relief.

“Whatever,” the dark instructor cut in. “Have you seen the medicated oil? Any idea where it is?”

_{{Just as I was dying of hunger, manna was sent from the heavens.}}“Huh?” The other boy narrowed his eyes, looking at Jiang Shao warily. “What kind of favour?”

Just as I was dying of hunger, manna was sent from the heavens.

_{As Jiang Shao pondered these things, he stuck his head out from the corner beside the infirmary. Qin Mo was not there, so that room was supposed to be empty.}Jiang Shao sent a fist straight to Bighead Yuan’s eye before the large boy could finish, his lips curling into a smile as he spoke. “Can you let your buddy here beat the crap outta ya?”

As Jiang Shao pondered these things, he stuck his head out from the corner beside the infirmary. Qin Mo was not there, so that room was supposed to be empty.

_{Chapter 42: The Clever Jiang Shao}
“You won’t believe it?” Another man with a mole on his cheek snickered. “Good luck with that because Italy has got it in the bag this year.”

Chapter 42: The Clever Jiang Shao

_{{That house has no place for a person like me.}}“What are you doing here?” The dark instructor asked, his eyes glaring and fierce.

That house has no place for a person like me.

_{Right then, the mole-having instructor placed his fingers on his lips in a silencing gesture. His wandering gaze had stopped on the curtain, catching his attention, his brows furrowing as he pointed towards it for the other to see.}Just telling himself to cry was all it took for the waterworks to start flowing. There weren’t many actors as talented as him. Even snot, tears, and hiccups were no issue; he could pull those out without so much as a twitch. His acting stats were buffed up to the max!

_{“Are you sure it was originally there?” The other man asked.}“You won’t believe it?” Another man with a mole on his cheek snickered. “Good luck with that because Italy has got it in the bag this year.”

“Are you sure it was originally there?” The other man asked.

_{“W-when I-I c-c-came here i-it w-wasn’t.” The boy’s tearful voice hitched, his stammering enough to annoy a person. “I-it wasn’t l-locked. I-I swear. It wasn’t l-locked…”}“I… I, um…” The poor boy sniffled, his trembling fingers rising to lift a tear, unable to speak as he stammered, letting out hiccups as he choked on his words.

“W-when I-I c-c-came here i-it w-wasn’t.” The boy’s tearful voice hitched, his stammering enough to annoy a person. “I-it wasn’t l-locked. I-I swear. It wasn’t l-locked…”

_{From behind the curtain, Jiang Shao still huddled and prayed the two would keep yammering on even more. The monitor was off, but the tower still hummed enough to be noticed in silence. That damn old buzzing machine made the poor boy tremble.}Just as I was dying of hunger, manna was sent from the heavens.

From behind the curtain, Jiang Shao still huddled and prayed the two would keep yammering on even more. The monitor was off, but the tower still hummed enough to be noticed in silence. That damn old buzzing machine made the poor boy tremble.

_{“It was. Last time I came to get some from Doctor Jiang.” The dark guy said while recalling. “Oh, maybe it all got used—”}
From behind the curtain, Jiang Shao still huddled and prayed the two would keep yammering on even more. The monitor was off, but the tower still hummed enough to be noticed in silence. That damn old buzzing machine made the poor boy tremble.

“It was. Last time I came to get some from Doctor Jiang.” The dark guy said while recalling. “Oh, maybe it all got used—”

_{Chapter 42: The Clever Jiang Shao}“Hey, Bighead Yuan!” Jiang Shao ran up to the boy, slinging his arm over his shoulder as he leaned in close. “Can you do me a favour, buddy?”

Chapter 42: The Clever Jiang Shao

_{Just telling himself to cry was all it took for the waterworks to start flowing. There weren’t many actors as talented as him. Even snot, tears, and hiccups were no issue; he could pull those out without so much as a twitch. His acting stats were buffed up to the max!}
“Hey, where’d you put the medicated oil?” The dark-skinned man turned to ask while searching through the cabinets, unable to find it even after a long search. “There’s not a damn soul here to ask either.”

Just telling himself to cry was all it took for the waterworks to start flowing. There weren’t many actors as talented as him. Even snot, tears, and hiccups were no issue; he could pull those out without so much as a twitch. His acting stats were buffed up to the max!

_{The two were football fans.}“Hey, if Brazil doesn’t win this year, I’m sticking my head in a latrine!” The dark-skinned instructor shouted as he opened up the infirmary with a key. “I’m telling you, I won’t believe it if a lightweight team like Italy makes it.”

The two were football fans.

_{The two were football fans.}
“Of course, there isn’t.” The other instructor plopped down on the chair in front of the computer, giving Jiang Shao another fright. “Haven’t you heard the news? That guy called Wu, the principal brought on to run this place, is nearing retirement. So that old goat doesn’t give a crap about actually running this place.”

The two were football fans.

_N/AThe boy shook his head, tears already welling, snot already dripping, making him unpleasant to the eyes. As his face twisted in disgust, the instructor gave a few quick waves of the hand, ordering, “Fine, then. Get out. It’s time for training, so get to it. Keep slacking, and I’ll tell your instructor.”

N/A

_{“What is—”}
“So where did the oil go, then?” The dark-skinned instructor scratched his head as he muttered, “This is so strange.”

“What is—”

_{The two were football fans.}When the start-up tune finally sounded, another relieved sigh left the boy's lips as he quickly went over to plug in the drive. The second USB was in, a dialogue box appeared. But before Jiang Shao could do a thing, the computer started operating on its own, just like the ones in those hacker movies.

The two were football fans.

_{{I swear, anything I do that isn't going to the Oscars and winning one of those statues will be such a waste.}}From behind the curtain, Jiang Shao still huddled and prayed the two would keep yammering on even more. The monitor was off, but the tower still hummed enough to be noticed in silence. That damn old buzzing machine made the poor boy tremble.

I swear, anything I do that isn't going to the Oscars and winning one of those statues will be such a waste.

_{“What are you doing here?” The dark instructor asked, his eyes glaring and fierce.}
“Are you sure it was originally there?” The other man asked.

“What are you doing here?” The dark instructor asked, his eyes glaring and fierce.

_{“W-when I-I c-c-came here i-it w-wasn’t.” The boy’s tearful voice hitched, his stammering enough to annoy a person. “I-it wasn’t l-locked. I-I swear. It wasn’t l-locked…”}The dark-skinned instructor nodded, striding the three steps to make his way over in two and pulling the curtain wide open.

“W-when I-I c-c-came here i-it w-wasn’t.” The boy’s tearful voice hitched, his stammering enough to annoy a person. “I-it wasn’t l-locked. I-I swear. It wasn’t l-locked…”

_{As he opined over his acting skills, Jiang Shao made his way to the bathroom to clean away the remnants of his performance from his face. Honestly, even he had no idea where his quick reaction came from. The second he had noticed the instructors had stopped talking, he caught on that something was wrong and burst into tears immediately.}
“It was. Last time I came to get some from Doctor Jiang.” The dark guy said while recalling. “Oh, maybe it all got used—”

As he opined over his acting skills, Jiang Shao made his way to the bathroom to clean away the remnants of his performance from his face. Honestly, even he had no idea where his quick reaction came from. The second he had noticed the instructors had stopped talking, he caught on that something was wrong and burst into tears immediately.

_{“Hey, if Brazil doesn’t win this year, I’m sticking my head in a latrine!” The dark-skinned instructor shouted as he opened up the infirmary with a key. “I’m telling you, I won’t believe it if a lightweight team like Italy makes it.”}“Huh?” The other boy narrowed his eyes, looking at Jiang Shao warily. “What kind of favour?”

“Hey, if Brazil doesn’t win this year, I’m sticking my head in a latrine!” The dark-skinned instructor shouted as he opened up the infirmary with a key. “I’m telling you, I won’t believe it if a lightweight team like Italy makes it.”

_{The boy shook his head, tears already welling, snot already dripping, making him unpleasant to the eyes. As his face twisted in disgust, the instructor gave a few quick waves of the hand, ordering, “Fine, then. Get out. It’s time for training, so get to it. Keep slacking, and I’ll tell your instructor.”}Right then, the mole-having instructor placed his fingers on his lips in a silencing gesture. His wandering gaze had stopped on the curtain, catching his attention, his brows furrowing as he pointed towards it for the other to see.

The boy shook his head, tears already welling, snot already dripping, making him unpleasant to the eyes. As his face twisted in disgust, the instructor gave a few quick waves of the hand, ordering, “Fine, then. Get out. It’s time for training, so get to it. Keep slacking, and I’ll tell your instructor.”

_{Jiang Shao sent a fist straight to Bighead Yuan’s eye before the large boy could finish, his lips curling into a smile as he spoke. “Can you let your buddy here beat the crap outta ya?”}
Right then, the mole-having instructor placed his fingers on his lips in a silencing gesture. His wandering gaze had stopped on the curtain, catching his attention, his brows furrowing as he pointed towards it for the other to see.

Jiang Shao sent a fist straight to Bighead Yuan’s eye before the large boy could finish, his lips curling into a smile as he spoke. “Can you let your buddy here beat the crap outta ya?”

_{“Whatever,” the dark instructor cut in. “Have you seen the medicated oil? Any idea where it is?”}“W-when I-I c-c-came here i-it w-wasn’t.” The boy’s tearful voice hitched, his stammering enough to annoy a person. “I-it wasn’t l-locked. I-I swear. It wasn’t l-locked…”

“Whatever,” the dark instructor cut in. “Have you seen the medicated oil? Any idea where it is?”

_{{Just as I was dying of hunger, manna was sent from the heavens.}}“I… I, um…” The poor boy sniffled, his trembling fingers rising to lift a tear, unable to speak as he stammered, letting out hiccups as he choked on his words.

Just as I was dying of hunger, manna was sent from the heavens.

_{So, after gaining freedom, he had already planned out his first moves. First, he would hit up some of his old buddies for cash.}
Under the curtain, half of a bootprint could be seen. Because of the whiteness of the clean sheet, the black print was all the more distinct.

So, after gaining freedom, he had already planned out his first moves. First, he would hit up some of his old buddies for cash. Second, he’d get a good night’s sleep at a motel. Last, and certainly not least, he would head to the old restaurant, which was his first stop for having a good meal. The spicy duck head they served always hit the right spot, and after staying in that damnable place for more than half a year, his mouth had almost forgotten the taste. Right then, just thinking about the aroma of that dish made him drool, let alone imagining that spicy and refreshing taste.

_{The dark-skinned instructor nodded, striding the three steps to make his way over in two and pulling the curtain wide open.}“You won’t believe it?” Another man with a mole on his cheek snickered. “Good luck with that because Italy has got it in the bag this year.”

The dark-skinned instructor nodded, striding the three steps to make his way over in two and pulling the curtain wide open.

_{“What is—”}“Of course, there isn’t.” The other instructor plopped down on the chair in front of the computer, giving Jiang Shao another fright. “Haven’t you heard the news? That guy called Wu, the principal brought on to run this place, is nearing retirement. So that old goat doesn’t give a crap about actually running this place.”

“What is—”

_{Under the curtain, half of a bootprint could be seen. Because of the whiteness of the clean sheet, the black print was all the more distinct.}
The dark-skinned instructor nodded, striding the three steps to make his way over in two and pulling the curtain wide open.

Under the curtain, half of a bootprint could be seen. Because of the whiteness of the clean sheet, the black print was all the more distinct.

_{“I… I, um…” The poor boy sniffled, his trembling fingers rising to lift a tear, unable to speak as he stammered, letting out hiccups as he choked on his words.}N/A

“I… I, um…” The poor boy sniffled, his trembling fingers rising to lift a tear, unable to speak as he stammered, letting out hiccups as he choked on his words.

_{“Of course, there isn’t.” The other instructor plopped down on the chair in front of the computer, giving Jiang Shao another fright. “Haven’t you heard the news? That guy called Wu, the principal brought on to run this place, is nearing retirement. So that old goat doesn’t give a crap about actually running this place.”}
The sound of soft sobs and a snot- and tear-covered face—both belonging to the boy crouching on the bed—was the sight that met those men. Seeing a kid with a bruised nose and tears streaming down his swollen face would make most find the sight unbearable, especially now that it was also dripping with obvious fear from being sighted by the instructors.

“Of course, there isn’t.” The other instructor plopped down on the chair in front of the computer, giving Jiang Shao another fright. “Haven’t you heard the news? That guy called Wu, the principal brought on to run this place, is nearing retirement. So that old goat doesn’t give a crap about actually running this place.”

Jiang Shao sent a fist straight to Bighead Yuan’s eye before the large boy could finish, his lips curling into a smile as he spoke. “Can you let your buddy here beat the crap outta ya?”

_{Even if death was on the table, there was one more place Jiang Shao would also never go. He would never go back home.}N/A

Even if death was on the table, there was one more place Jiang Shao would also never go. He would never go back home.

_{“Are you sure it was originally there?” The other man asked.}I swear, anything I do that isn't going to the Oscars and winning one of those statues will be such a waste.

“Are you sure it was originally there?” The other man asked.

_{So, like this, the boy pondered over this quandary as he made his way out. Lowering his gaze, he was lost in his musings until he suddenly looked up and saw a familiar figure.}
“What are you doing here?” The dark instructor asked, his eyes glaring and fierce.

So, like this, the boy pondered over this quandary as he made his way out. Lowering his gaze, he was lost in his musings until he suddenly looked up and saw a familiar figure. That person wasn’t known because they were close, but because their features were so distinct. They had a robust body, a head the size of a watermelon, a mug that would make a mother cry—and most importantly—an especially crappy character.

_{“Hey, Bighead Yuan!” Jiang Shao ran up to the boy, slinging his arm over his shoulder as he leaned in close. “Can you do me a favour, buddy?”}As he opined over his acting skills, Jiang Shao made his way to the bathroom to clean away the remnants of his performance from his face. Honestly, even he had no idea where his quick reaction came from. The second he had noticed the instructors had stopped talking, he caught on that something was wrong and burst into tears immediately.

“Hey, Bighead Yuan!” Jiang Shao ran up to the boy, slinging his arm over his shoulder as he leaned in close. “Can you do me a favour, buddy?”

_{As Jiang Shao pondered these things, he stuck his head out from the corner beside the infirmary. Qin Mo was not there, so that room was supposed to be empty.}Right then, the mole-having instructor placed his fingers on his lips in a silencing gesture. His wandering gaze had stopped on the curtain, catching his attention, his brows furrowing as he pointed towards it for the other to see.

As Jiang Shao pondered these things, he stuck his head out from the corner beside the infirmary. Qin Mo was not there, so that room was supposed to be empty.

_{So, like this, the boy pondered over this quandary as he made his way out. Lowering his gaze, he was lost in his musings until he suddenly looked up and saw a familiar figure.}“I-I…” He no longer needed to answer. Anyone could guess by the looks of him that he got himself beaten and found a place to go cry.

_{{I swear, anything I do that isn't going to the Oscars and winning one of those statues will be such a waste.}}“Oh, just a little one.” The boy pressed his thumb and pinky in a gesture matching his words before waving for the other boy to lower his head.

I swear, anything I do that isn't going to the Oscars and winning one of those statues will be such a waste.

_{The boy shook his head, tears already welling, snot already dripping, making him unpleasant to the eyes. As his face twisted in disgust, the instructor gave a few quick waves of the hand, ordering, “Fine, then. Get out. It’s time for training, so get to it. Keep slacking, and I’ll tell your instructor.”}
“I… I, um…” The poor boy sniffled, his trembling fingers rising to lift a tear, unable to speak as he stammered, letting out hiccups as he choked on his words.

_{“Huh?” The other boy narrowed his eyes, looking at Jiang Shao warily. “What kind of favour?”}So, like this, the boy pondered over this quandary as he made his way out. Lowering his gaze, he was lost in his musings until he suddenly looked up and saw a familiar figure. That person wasn’t known because they were close, but because their features were so distinct. They had a robust body, a head the size of a watermelon, a mug that would make a mother cry—and most importantly—an especially crappy character.

“Huh?” The other boy narrowed his eyes, looking at Jiang Shao warily. “What kind of favour?”

_{From behind the curtain, Jiang Shao still huddled and prayed the two would keep yammering on even more. The monitor was off, but the tower still hummed enough to be noticed in silence. That damn old buzzing machine made the poor boy tremble.}
“I-I…” He no longer needed to answer. Anyone could guess by the looks of him that he got himself beaten and found a place to go cry.

_{Under the curtain, half of a bootprint could be seen. Because of the whiteness of the clean sheet, the black print was all the more distinct.}The boy shook his head, tears already welling, snot already dripping, making him unpleasant to the eyes. As his face twisted in disgust, the instructor gave a few quick waves of the hand, ordering, “Fine, then. Get out. It’s time for training, so get to it. Keep slacking, and I’ll tell your instructor.”

Under the curtain, half of a bootprint could be seen. Because of the whiteness of the clean sheet, the black print was all the more distinct.

_{Anyways, it’s a good thing those guys didn't notice the tower running or the USB plugged inside. That was one task completed. Now all that’s left is to find a way to get myself in some trouble. I need to get sent to the warehouse.}
“How did you get in here, then?” The other man asked with a furrow. “The door was locked when we came.”

_{“It was. Last time I came to get some from Doctor Jiang.” The dark guy said while recalling. “Oh, maybe it all got used—”}Twack!

“It was. Last time I came to get some from Doctor Jiang.” The dark guy said while recalling. “Oh, maybe it all got used—”

_{Now, he was at the computer. Putting the thing on alone was a task, as the ancient machine was stuck on the Windows XP loading screen for ages. While it loaded up, Jiang Shao kept an eye on both it and the hallway outside through the glass window on the door, his nerves growing more with each passing minute.}
“W-when I-I c-c-came here i-it w-wasn’t.” The boy’s tearful voice hitched, his stammering enough to annoy a person. “I-it wasn’t l-locked. I-I swear. It wasn’t l-locked…”

_N/A“Whatever,” the dark instructor cut in. “Have you seen the medicated oil? Any idea where it is?”

N/A

_{{Anyways, it’s a good thing those guys didn't notice the tower running or the USB plugged inside. That was one task completed. Now all that’s left is to find a way to get myself in some trouble. I need to get sent to the warehouse.}}“I-I…” He no longer needed to answer. Anyone could guess by the looks of him that he got himself beaten and found a place to go cry.

As Jiang Shao pondered these things, he stuck his head out from the corner beside the infirmary. Qin Mo was not there, so that room was supposed to be empty.

_N/A“Hey, Bighead Yuan!” Jiang Shao ran up to the boy, slinging his arm over his shoulder as he leaned in close. “Can you do me a favour, buddy?”

N/A

_{“Are you sure it was originally there?” The other man asked.}
“Whatever,” the dark instructor cut in. “Have you seen the medicated oil? Any idea where it is?”

“Are you sure it was originally there?” The other man asked.

_{The dark-skinned instructor nodded, striding the three steps to make his way over in two and pulling the curtain wide open.}Just telling himself to cry was all it took for the waterworks to start flowing. There weren’t many actors as talented as him. Even snot, tears, and hiccups were no issue; he could pull those out without so much as a twitch. His acting stats were buffed up to the max!

The dark-skinned instructor nodded, striding the three steps to make his way over in two and pulling the curtain wide open.

_{“I… I, um…” The poor boy sniffled, his trembling fingers rising to lift a tear, unable to speak as he stammered, letting out hiccups as he choked on his words.}So, like this, the boy pondered over this quandary as he made his way out. Lowering his gaze, he was lost in his musings until he suddenly looked up and saw a familiar figure. That person wasn’t known because they were close, but because their features were so distinct. They had a robust body, a head the size of a watermelon, a mug that would make a mother cry—and most importantly—an especially crappy character.

“I… I, um…” The poor boy sniffled, his trembling fingers rising to lift a tear, unable to speak as he stammered, letting out hiccups as he choked on his words.

_N/A
The boy shook his head, tears already welling, snot already dripping, making him unpleasant to the eyes. As his face twisted in disgust, the instructor gave a few quick waves of the hand, ordering, “Fine, then. Get out. It’s time for training, so get to it. Keep slacking, and I’ll tell your instructor.”

N/A

_{Twack!}Twack!

Twack!

_{The dark-skinned instructor nodded, striding the three steps to make his way over in two and pulling the curtain wide open.}“W-when I-I c-c-came here i-it w-wasn’t.” The boy’s tearful voice hitched, his stammering enough to annoy a person. “I-it wasn’t l-locked. I-I swear. It wasn’t l-locked…”

The dark-skinned instructor nodded, striding the three steps to make his way over in two and pulling the curtain wide open.

_{As he opined over his acting skills, Jiang Shao made his way to the bathroom to clean away the remnants of his performance from his face. Honestly, even he had no idea where his quick reaction came from. The second he had noticed the instructors had stopped talking, he caught on that something was wrong and burst into tears immediately.}“How did you get in here, then?” The other man asked with a furrow. “The door was locked when we came.”

_{“It was. Last time I came to get some from Doctor Jiang.” The dark guy said while recalling. “Oh, maybe it all got used—”}If he had never run into Shen Zhuoyun, Jiang Shao never doubted his ability to grind it out in that hellhole academy until he hit twenty. Once out, he planned to continue his wanton ways. Of course, running into a person like Shen Zhuoyun was a shot in a million. Thanks to that guy, the chance to blow that joint earlier was now on the table. He would go to the places where there were no watchful parental eyes and get into all manner of unseemly behaviour. If he could survive the underbelly, he would give it his all to become a bigshot. If he fails, then he would do stints behind bars, collect a bullet, or spend his life rotting away in prison. Regardless of which, they were all better than that hellish place and one other...

“It was. Last time I came to get some from Doctor Jiang.” The dark guy said while recalling. “Oh, maybe it all got used—”

_{“So where did the oil go, then?” The dark-skinned instructor scratched his head as he muttered, “This is so strange.”}
At those words, the boy frightfully scampered out of the infirmary towards the corner, where he stooped and waited. With all the tears and snot long wiped from his face, he stayed there until those instructors came out of the room chatting, allowing him to sigh in relief.

“So where did the oil go, then?” The dark-skinned instructor scratched his head as he muttered, “This is so strange.”

_N/ATwack!

N/A

_{The sound of soft sobs and a snot- and tear-covered face—both belonging to the boy crouching on the bed—was the sight that met those men. Seeing a kid with a bruised nose and tears streaming down his swollen face would make most find the sight unbearable, especially now that it was also dripping with obvious fear from being sighted by the instructors.}
Hot damn! I actually did it! Oh my god, I should be a movie star!

The sound of soft sobs and a snot- and tear-covered face—both belonging to the boy crouching on the bed—was the sight that met those men. Seeing a kid with a bruised nose and tears streaming down his swollen face would make most find the sight unbearable, especially now that it was also dripping with obvious fear from being sighted by the instructors.

_{“Hey, Bighead Yuan!” Jiang Shao ran up to the boy, slinging his arm over his shoulder as he leaned in close. “Can you do me a favour, buddy?”}“It was. Last time I came to get some from Doctor Jiang.” The dark guy said while recalling. “Oh, maybe it all got used—”

“Hey, Bighead Yuan!” Jiang Shao ran up to the boy, slinging his arm over his shoulder as he leaned in close. “Can you do me a favour, buddy?”

_{{That house has no place for a person like me.}}The boy shook his head, tears already welling, snot already dripping, making him unpleasant to the eyes. As his face twisted in disgust, the instructor gave a few quick waves of the hand, ordering, “Fine, then. Get out. It’s time for training, so get to it. Keep slacking, and I’ll tell your instructor.”

That house has no place for a person like me.

_{{That house has no place for a person like me.}}The dark-skinned instructor nodded, striding the three steps to make his way over in two and pulling the curtain wide open.

That house has no place for a person like me.

_{{Hot damn! I actually did it! Oh my god, I should be a movie star!}}“Oh, just a little one.” The boy pressed his thumb and pinky in a gesture matching his words before waving for the other boy to lower his head.

Hot damn! I actually did it! Oh my god, I should be a movie star!

_{I swear, anything I do that isn't going to the Oscars and winning one of those statues will be such a waste.}
As he opined over his acting skills, Jiang Shao made his way to the bathroom to clean away the remnants of his performance from his face. Honestly, even he had no idea where his quick reaction came from. The second he had noticed the instructors had stopped talking, he caught on that something was wrong and burst into tears immediately.

I swear, anything I do that isn't going to the Oscars and winning one of those statues will be such a waste.

_{“It was. Last time I came to get some from Doctor Jiang.” The dark guy said while recalling. “Oh, maybe it all got used—”}The sound of soft sobs and a snot- and tear-covered face—both belonging to the boy crouching on the bed—was the sight that met those men. Seeing a kid with a bruised nose and tears streaming down his swollen face would make most find the sight unbearable, especially now that it was also dripping with obvious fear from being sighted by the instructors.

“It was. Last time I came to get some from Doctor Jiang.” The dark guy said while recalling. “Oh, maybe it all got used—”

_{“I… I, um…” The poor boy sniffled, his trembling fingers rising to lift a tear, unable to speak as he stammered, letting out hiccups as he choked on his words.}Right then, the mole-having instructor placed his fingers on his lips in a silencing gesture. His wandering gaze had stopped on the curtain, catching his attention, his brows furrowing as he pointed towards it for the other to see.

“I… I, um…” The poor boy sniffled, his trembling fingers rising to lift a tear, unable to speak as he stammered, letting out hiccups as he choked on his words.

_{“Huh?” The other boy narrowed his eyes, looking at Jiang Shao warily. “What kind of favour?”}“I-I…” He no longer needed to answer. Anyone could guess by the looks of him that he got himself beaten and found a place to go cry.

“Huh?” The other boy narrowed his eyes, looking at Jiang Shao warily. “What kind of favour?”

_{If he had never run into Shen Zhuoyun, Jiang Shao never doubted his ability to grind it out in that hellhole academy until he hit twenty. Once out, he planned to continue his wanton ways.}
Just telling himself to cry was all it took for the waterworks to start flowing. There weren’t many actors as talented as him. Even snot, tears, and hiccups were no issue; he could pull those out without so much as a twitch. His acting stats were buffed up to the max!

_{Chapter 42: The Clever Jiang Shao}“Of course, there isn’t.” The other instructor plopped down on the chair in front of the computer, giving Jiang Shao another fright. “Haven’t you heard the news? That guy called Wu, the principal brought on to run this place, is nearing retirement. So that old goat doesn’t give a crap about actually running this place.”

Chapter 42: The Clever Jiang Shao

_{“Oh, just a little one.” The boy pressed his thumb and pinky in a gesture matching his words before waving for the other boy to lower his head.}When the start-up tune finally sounded, another relieved sigh left the boy's lips as he quickly went over to plug in the drive. The second USB was in, a dialogue box appeared. But before Jiang Shao could do a thing, the computer started operating on its own, just like the ones in those hacker movies.

“Oh, just a little one.” The boy pressed his thumb and pinky in a gesture matching his words before waving for the other boy to lower his head.

_{When the start-up tune finally sounded, another relieved sigh left the boy's lips as he quickly went over to plug in the drive. The second USB was in, a dialogue box appeared. But before Jiang Shao could do a thing, the computer started operating on its own, just like the ones in those hacker movies.}Anyways, it’s a good thing those guys didn't notice the tower running or the USB plugged inside. That was one task completed. Now all that’s left is to find a way to get myself in some trouble. I need to get sent to the warehouse.

_{“I-I…” He no longer needed to answer. Anyone could guess by the looks of him that he got himself beaten and found a place to go cry.}
I swear, anything I do that isn't going to the Oscars and winning one of those statues will be such a waste.

“I-I…” He no longer needed to answer. Anyone could guess by the looks of him that he got himself beaten and found a place to go cry.

_{Under the curtain, half of a bootprint could be seen. Because of the whiteness of the clean sheet, the black print was all the more distinct.}“So where did the oil go, then?” The dark-skinned instructor scratched his head as he muttered, “This is so strange.”

Under the curtain, half of a bootprint could be seen. Because of the whiteness of the clean sheet, the black print was all the more distinct.

_{The two were football fans.}At those words, the boy frightfully scampered out of the infirmary towards the corner, where he stooped and waited. With all the tears and snot long wiped from his face, he stayed there until those instructors came out of the room chatting, allowing him to sigh in relief.

The two were football fans.

_{“Holy shіt…” the boy mumbled. “So freaking cool…” For a second, Jiang Shao wondered if he should learn a trick or two from Qin Mo. It wasn’t for any reason in particular; getting a scare out of people was good enough.}
Anyways, it’s a good thing those guys didn't notice the tower running or the USB plugged inside. That was one task completed. Now all that’s left is to find a way to get myself in some trouble. I need to get sent to the warehouse.

_{{Hot damn! I actually did it! Oh my god, I should be a movie star!}}“Huh?” The other boy narrowed his eyes, looking at Jiang Shao warily. “What kind of favour?”

Hot damn! I actually did it! Oh my god, I should be a movie star!

_{“What is—”}As he opined over his acting skills, Jiang Shao made his way to the bathroom to clean away the remnants of his performance from his face. Honestly, even he had no idea where his quick reaction came from. The second he had noticed the instructors had stopped talking, he caught on that something was wrong and burst into tears immediately.

“What is—”

_{As Jiang Shao pondered these things, he stuck his head out from the corner beside the infirmary. Qin Mo was not there, so that room was supposed to be empty.}
But getting oneself into an adequate amount of trouble did have its issues. As a person who damn-near mastered the art of weaselling out of any situation, there’s a chance that the other party he gets into trouble with might not say anything out of suspicion, and if the matter isn't serious enough, he wouldn’t be detained.

As Jiang Shao pondered these things, he stuck his head out from the corner beside the infirmary. Qin Mo was not there, so that room was supposed to be empty.

_{At those words, the boy frightfully scampered out of the infirmary towards the corner, where he stooped and waited. With all the tears and snot long wiped from his face, he stayed there until those instructors came out of the room chatting, allowing him to sigh in relief.}When the start-up tune finally sounded, another relieved sigh left the boy's lips as he quickly went over to plug in the drive. The second USB was in, a dialogue box appeared. But before Jiang Shao could do a thing, the computer started operating on its own, just like the ones in those hacker movies.

_{When the start-up tune finally sounded, another relieved sigh left the boy's lips as he quickly went over to plug in the drive. The second USB was in, a dialogue box appeared. But before Jiang Shao could do a thing, the computer started operating on its own, just like the ones in those hacker movies.}“W-when I-I c-c-came here i-it w-wasn’t.” The boy’s tearful voice hitched, his stammering enough to annoy a person. “I-it wasn’t l-locked. I-I swear. It wasn’t l-locked…”

_{{I swear, anything I do that isn't going to the Oscars and winning one of those statues will be such a waste.}}Anyways, it’s a good thing those guys didn't notice the tower running or the USB plugged inside. That was one task completed. Now all that’s left is to find a way to get myself in some trouble. I need to get sent to the warehouse.

I swear, anything I do that isn't going to the Oscars and winning one of those statues will be such a waste.

_{“How did you get in here, then?” The other man asked with a furrow. “The door was locked when we came.”}
So, like this, the boy pondered over this quandary as he made his way out. Lowering his gaze, he was lost in his musings until he suddenly looked up and saw a familiar figure. That person wasn’t known because they were close, but because their features were so distinct. They had a robust body, a head the size of a watermelon, a mug that would make a mother cry—and most importantly—an especially crappy character.

“How did you get in here, then?” The other man asked with a furrow. “The door was locked when we came.”

_{Twack!}The dark-skinned instructor nodded, striding the three steps to make his way over in two and pulling the curtain wide open.

Twack!

_{“Whatever,” the dark instructor cut in. “Have you seen the medicated oil? Any idea where it is?”}Right then, the mole-having instructor placed his fingers on his lips in a silencing gesture. His wandering gaze had stopped on the curtain, catching his attention, his brows furrowing as he pointed towards it for the other to see.

“Whatever,” the dark instructor cut in. “Have you seen the medicated oil? Any idea where it is?”

_{“You won’t believe it?” Another man with a mole on his cheek snickered. “Good luck with that because Italy has got it in the bag this year.”}The sound of soft sobs and a snot- and tear-covered face—both belonging to the boy crouching on the bed—was the sight that met those men. Seeing a kid with a bruised nose and tears streaming down his swollen face would make most find the sight unbearable, especially now that it was also dripping with obvious fear from being sighted by the instructors.

“You won’t believe it?” Another man with a mole on his cheek snickered. “Good luck with that because Italy has got it in the bag this year.”

_{As Jiang Shao pondered these things, he stuck his head out from the corner beside the infirmary. Qin Mo was not there, so that room was supposed to be empty.}“Of course, there isn’t.” The other instructor plopped down on the chair in front of the computer, giving Jiang Shao another fright. “Haven’t you heard the news? That guy called Wu, the principal brought on to run this place, is nearing retirement. So that old goat doesn’t give a crap about actually running this place.”

As Jiang Shao pondered these things, he stuck his head out from the corner beside the infirmary. Qin Mo was not there, so that room was supposed to be empty.

_{That house has no place for a person like me.}
Just as I was dying of hunger, manna was sent from the heavens.

That house has no place for a person like me.

_{Chapter 42: The Clever Jiang Shao}“Hey, Bighead Yuan!” Jiang Shao ran up to the boy, slinging his arm over his shoulder as he leaned in close. “Can you do me a favour, buddy?”

Chapter 42: The Clever Jiang Shao

_{“I-I…” He no longer needed to answer. Anyone could guess by the looks of him that he got himself beaten and found a place to go cry.}Now, he was at the computer. Putting the thing on alone was a task, as the ancient machine was stuck on the Windows XP loading screen for ages. While it loaded up, Jiang Shao kept an eye on both it and the hallway outside through the glass window on the door, his nerves growing more with each passing minute.

“I-I…” He no longer needed to answer. Anyone could guess by the looks of him that he got himself beaten and found a place to go cry.

_{“I… I, um…” The poor boy sniffled, his trembling fingers rising to lift a tear, unable to speak as he stammered, letting out hiccups as he choked on his words.}
“Hey, Bighead Yuan!” Jiang Shao ran up to the boy, slinging his arm over his shoulder as he leaned in close. “Can you do me a favour, buddy?”

“I… I, um…” The poor boy sniffled, his trembling fingers rising to lift a tear, unable to speak as he stammered, letting out hiccups as he choked on his words.

_{“Oh, just a little one.” The boy pressed his thumb and pinky in a gesture matching his words before waving for the other boy to lower his head.}So, like this, the boy pondered over this quandary as he made his way out. Lowering his gaze, he was lost in his musings until he suddenly looked up and saw a familiar figure. That person wasn’t known because they were close, but because their features were so distinct. They had a robust body, a head the size of a watermelon, a mug that would make a mother cry—and most importantly—an especially crappy character.

“Oh, just a little one.” The boy pressed his thumb and pinky in a gesture matching his words before waving for the other boy to lower his head.

_{“It was. Last time I came to get some from Doctor Jiang.” The dark guy said while recalling. “Oh, maybe it all got used—”}As Jiang Shao pondered these things, he stuck his head out from the corner beside the infirmary. Qin Mo was not there, so that room was supposed to be empty.

“It was. Last time I came to get some from Doctor Jiang.” The dark guy said while recalling. “Oh, maybe it all got used—”

_{Just as I was dying of hunger, manna was sent from the heavens.}
“Huh?” The other boy narrowed his eyes, looking at Jiang Shao warily. “What kind of favour?”

Just as I was dying of hunger, manna was sent from the heavens.

_{“Of course, there isn’t.” The other instructor plopped down on the chair in front of the computer, giving Jiang Shao another fright. “Haven’t you heard the news? That guy called Wu, the principal brought on to run this place, is nearing retirement. So that old goat doesn’t give a crap about actually running this place.”}Just telling himself to cry was all it took for the waterworks to start flowing. There weren’t many actors as talented as him. Even snot, tears, and hiccups were no issue; he could pull those out without so much as a twitch. His acting stats were buffed up to the max!

_{But getting oneself into an adequate amount of trouble did have its issues. As a person who damn-near mastered the art of weaselling out of any situation, there’s a chance that the other party he gets into trouble with might not say anything out of suspicion, and if the matter isn't serious enough, he wouldn’t be detained.}
“Oh, just a little one.” The boy pressed his thumb and pinky in a gesture matching his words before waving for the other boy to lower his head.

_{“Are you sure it was originally there?” The other man asked.}The sound of soft sobs and a snot- and tear-covered face—both belonging to the boy crouching on the bed—was the sight that met those men. Seeing a kid with a bruised nose and tears streaming down his swollen face would make most find the sight unbearable, especially now that it was also dripping with obvious fear from being sighted by the instructors.

“Are you sure it was originally there?” The other man asked.

_{Even if death was on the table, there was one more place Jiang Shao would also never go. He would never go back home.}The sound of soft sobs and a snot- and tear-covered face—both belonging to the boy crouching on the bed—was the sight that met those men. Seeing a kid with a bruised nose and tears streaming down his swollen face would make most find the sight unbearable, especially now that it was also dripping with obvious fear from being sighted by the instructors.

Even if death was on the table, there was one more place Jiang Shao would also never go. He would never go back home.

_{“Huh?” The other boy narrowed his eyes, looking at Jiang Shao warily. “What kind of favour?”}Under the curtain, half of a bootprint could be seen. Because of the whiteness of the clean sheet, the black print was all the more distinct.

“Huh?” The other boy narrowed his eyes, looking at Jiang Shao warily. “What kind of favour?”

_{“I-I…” He no longer needed to answer. Anyone could guess by the looks of him that he got himself beaten and found a place to go cry.}That house has no place for a person like me.

“I-I…” He no longer needed to answer. Anyone could guess by the looks of him that he got himself beaten and found a place to go cry.

_{“Hey, Bighead Yuan!” Jiang Shao ran up to the boy, slinging his arm over his shoulder as he leaned in close. “Can you do me a favour, buddy?”}
“What is—”

“Hey, Bighead Yuan!” Jiang Shao ran up to the boy, slinging his arm over his shoulder as he leaned in close. “Can you do me a favour, buddy?”

Under the curtain, half of a bootprint could be seen. Because of the whiteness of the clean sheet, the black print was all the more distinct.

_{“Huh?” The other boy narrowed his eyes, looking at Jiang Shao warily. “What kind of favour?”}“W-when I-I c-c-came here i-it w-wasn’t.” The boy’s tearful voice hitched, his stammering enough to annoy a person. “I-it wasn’t l-locked. I-I swear. It wasn’t l-locked…”

“Huh?” The other boy narrowed his eyes, looking at Jiang Shao warily. “What kind of favour?”

_{So, like this, the boy pondered over this quandary as he made his way out. Lowering his gaze, he was lost in his musings until he suddenly looked up and saw a familiar figure.}When the start-up tune finally sounded, another relieved sigh left the boy's lips as he quickly went over to plug in the drive. The second USB was in, a dialogue box appeared. But before Jiang Shao could do a thing, the computer started operating on its own, just like the ones in those hacker movies.

_{“Hey, if Brazil doesn’t win this year, I’m sticking my head in a latrine!” The dark-skinned instructor shouted as he opened up the infirmary with a key. “I’m telling you, I won’t believe it if a lightweight team like Italy makes it.”}The sound of soft sobs and a snot- and tear-covered face—both belonging to the boy crouching on the bed—was the sight that met those men. Seeing a kid with a bruised nose and tears streaming down his swollen face would make most find the sight unbearable, especially now that it was also dripping with obvious fear from being sighted by the instructors.

_{“Oh, just a little one.” The boy pressed his thumb and pinky in a gesture matching his words before waving for the other boy to lower his head.}
Twack!

“Oh, just a little one.” The boy pressed his thumb and pinky in a gesture matching his words before waving for the other boy to lower his head.

_{Jiang Shao wanted to look at the progrаmme some more, but the sound of incoming steps cut his time short. The boy’s heart trembled as he quickly shut off the monitor and scoped out the room before scampering towards the only bed and pulling the curtains.}At those words, the boy frightfully scampered out of the infirmary towards the corner, where he stooped and waited. With all the tears and snot long wiped from his face, he stayed there until those instructors came out of the room chatting, allowing him to sigh in relief.

_{“Whatever,” the dark instructor cut in. “Have you seen the medicated oil? Any idea where it is?”}When the start-up tune finally sounded, another relieved sigh left the boy's lips as he quickly went over to plug in the drive. The second USB was in, a dialogue box appeared. But before Jiang Shao could do a thing, the computer started operating on its own, just like the ones in those hacker movies.

“Whatever,” the dark instructor cut in. “Have you seen the medicated oil? Any idea where it is?”

I swear, anything I do that isn't going to the Oscars and winning one of those statues will be such a waste.

_Twack!
Jiang Shao sent a fist straight to Bighead Yuan’s eye before the large boy could finish, his lips curling into a smile as he spoke. “Can you let your buddy here beat the crap outta ya?”

Twack!

_N/A“Huh?” The other boy narrowed his eyes, looking at Jiang Shao warily. “What kind of favour?”

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_{“Whatever,” the dark instructor cut in. “Have you seen the medicated oil? Any idea where it is?”}“What is—”

“Whatever,” the dark instructor cut in. “Have you seen the medicated oil? Any idea where it is?”

_{{Just as I was dying of hunger, manna was sent from the heavens.}}“You won’t believe it?” Another man with a mole on his cheek snickered. “Good luck with that because Italy has got it in the bag this year.”

Just as I was dying of hunger, manna was sent from the heavens.

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