Chapter 38 Huazi – You Can’t Park in the Ditch

Ding ling ding ling!

The sound of bicycle bells filled the school gate area. Bai Zimo suddenly braked and let Ma Siyi off the back seat.

“Siyi, eat well, okay? I’ll come pick you up after school!”

“Hey, why don’t you guys ever tell me to eat more?”

Sitting behind Bai Zimo, Huazi gave him a hard punch.

“Huazi! You’re already a ‘rice-devourer.’ How much more can you eat?”

“Bai Zimo, you’re asking for a beating too. Buy me a chicken leg at lunch!”

“Xia Fenghua! You really don’t need any convincing!”

“Better convince me anyway, or I’ll lose my appetite!”

Bai Zimo: “…”

You really don’t need convincing!

“Morning!”

That shout—Not only caught Bai Zimo and the others’ attention, but also startled Ma Siyi.

“Don’t be scared, Siyi! San Liangzi, are you being an idiot again?”

When out and about, the one most protective of Ma Siyi wasn’t Bai Zimo—it was Xia Fenghua. After all, the girls spent more time together and got along more easily.

Whenever Siyi had an issue, Huazi was her most loyal defender. Always the first to step forward.

“Tut tut, what’s the big deal? Is Siyi made of porcelain? Just saying hi, didn’t expect her to shatter!”

Not tolerable!

Huazi immediately jumped off the back seat and stood in front of San Liangzi.

“Who are you to call Siyi by name? Who do you think you are?”

“I’m the boss, your dad’s number two… You know what ‘number two’ means? Hahaha!”

Xia Fenghua was furious!

Bai Zimo threw his schoolbag at him.

“San Liangzi, scaring Siyi and harassing Huazi! You really looking for a beating?”

“Tut tut, first it’s Ma Siyi, then Xia Fenghua—are they all your girlfriends now?”

“You arrogant punk! Think no one dares to touch you now that we’re in senior year?”

San Liangzi taunted, slapping his own cheeks.

“Yeah, hit me! Come on, hit me!”

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Xia Fenghua couldn’t hold back—But San Liangzi had already anticipated and sped away on his bike.

Xie Wanghe tried to calm them down.

“Enough, enough. We’re in senior year now. Let it go. Don’t bother with that fool. Siyi, let’s head to class.”

“Okay, bye-bye!”

Ma Siyi waved sweetly with her schoolbag on her back. Senior year was like a tightening spell—it restricted so much.

Bai Zimo yelled to the still-fuming Xia Fenghua.

“Huazi, get on! Let’s chase San Liangzi and deal with him!”

“Hehe, Zimo, you get me! I never leave grudges overnight!”

Xia Fenghua hopped on the back seat and hugged Bai Zimo around the waist.

“Go! Let’s get that jerk!”

Xie Wanghe called out behind them, “Zimo, this isn’t worth it. You’ll end up getting punished too.”

“Pfft! We’re in senior year. What am I afraid of? They’re not gonna expel me!”

“Hey, Bai Zimo! Think of Huazi! This is senior year!”

Shao Xingchi added, “Yeah, don’t be reckless!”

Bai Zimo suddenly stopped the bike!

“Wake up! Don’t rely on karma to punish bad people. Waiting for that is just waiting for them to die of old age—basically a peaceful funeral!”

“Only violence can deal with violence. Only evil counters evil. That’s the only way to nip problems in the bud.”

“Otherwise, what if next time Siyi or Huazi is alone and gets cornered?”

Xie Wanghe was speechless.

Xia Fenghua adored Bai Zimo’s stance. That was exactly the kind of understanding and support she needed!

Preaching big morals was useless.

Suffering in silence while being tolerant of others?

That was betrayal of friendship!

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“San Liangzi, stop!”

“Childish! I’ll stop just because you tell me to? Catch me first!”

On a flat road, an electric scooter chasing a bike was no contest. San Liangzi had thought Bai Zimo wouldn’t dare get too close.

But Bai Zimo deliberately veered close—and scared San Liangzi into riding straight into a ditch.

“Damn, damn…”

“Hehehe, San Liangzi! You can’t park in a ditch, you know!”

Furious, San Liangzi grabbed a handful of mud, ready to charge. But the ditch was sloped, and he slipped right back down!

Mud, moss, and yellow dirt—black, green, and yellow mixed across his uniform. Instantly, San Liangzi looked like he was wearing a tricolor glaze.

“Yo, San Liangzi! You turned into a Tang Sancai! When are you getting buried with the dead?”

Pfft!

Hahahaha!

Huazi laughed like a goofy husky, while San Liangzi below looked like he was going to explode.

“Bai Zimo! You’re insane! Driving like that—trying to get someone killed!”

“That’s how we roll. Come on, hit me! Hit me!”

San Liangzi: “…”

What the hell!

That sounded familiar!

The boomerang had come right back at him!

Just as he climbed up from the ditch, Huazi blocked him, sending him sliding back down.

Climbing up again—only to be kicked back by Bai Zimo.

“Bai Zimo, what are you trying to do?”

“Do you really need to ask? Didn’t you say to hit you?”

“C’mon man, seriously? I was just joking.”

“So am I. You’re the seven-year itch.”

“What do you mean, seven-year itch?”

“Your skin’s itching. I beat you seven years ago, time for a repeat!”

Xia Fenghua was laughing so hard she couldn’t breathe. That’s one way to explain the “seven-year itch.”

“Bai Zimo! We’ve got reputations! Don’t go overboard!”

“Remember this! Stay away from Huazi and Siyi. If you see them, walk the other way!”

Huazi looked at Bai Zimo with stars in her eyes.

He was such a jerk but she loved it!