TLCBITAR Chapter 13

Chapter 13: Do You Believe I’m Spider-Man?

Chapter 13: Do You Believe I’m Spider-Man?

“Zhou-ge, wake up, wake up, stop sleeping.” A loud male voice drilled into his ears.

Zhou Zhou rolled over, covering his ears, looking like he didn’t want to be bothered.

Seeing Zhou Zhou unwilling to get out of bed, Qu Minghui turned his head towards the bathroom and shouted, “Chen Qihang, do you guys have class later?”

Chen Qihang, sporting an explosive mushroom cloud hairstyle, stood at the sink brushing his teeth, half-Squint eyes, answering vaguely.

“Tsk, is that a yes or no?”

“No…”

“Oh, okay, Lin Sheng and I will go to class first, you guys do as you please.”

The sound of footsteps gradually faded away, and the dormitory fell silent.

After Chen Qihang finished washing up, he slowly walked to Zhou Zhou’s bedside, staring at the back of his head with a dark face.

He had lied just now; A1 class actually had class, and it was with the old Professor Fang Zhi.

It was said that Fang Zhi hated students who didn’t follow the rules the most. If anyone dared to be absent without a reason, he dared to give them zero credit for the whole semester.

Chen Qihang raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a sinister smile. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, the hem of his clothes was suddenly tugged.

His whole body stiffened, and he looked back, his eyes meeting a pair of mocking eyes.

Zhou Zhou released his hand, got up and got out of bed, looking down at him condescendingly, smiling as if he wasn’t smiling, “You’ve got some nerve, lying in front of me?”

He had woken up when Qu Minghui called him, but his head was still a little dizzy, and he didn’t really want to get up.

He could only stay in bed, recalling what happened last night after getting drunk.

Now that there was no one else in the dormitory, Chen Qihang stopped pretending, his face dark as he asked in a cold voice, “How do you know I’m the Shāshén?”

“I not only know you’re the Shāshén, but I also know you bought a laptop for Su Wanxing.” Zhou Zhou stood up, walking towards the bathroom with lazy steps, not forgetting to say lightly.

Chen Qihang’s eyes instantly widened, his little fists clenched as he stood rooted to the spot, then walked behind him and pressed, “Are you Black Spider?”

“Pfft, hahaha!” Zhou Zhou was brushing his teeth, and burst out a mouthful of foam while holding his stomach with laughter.

“You’re pretty imaginative, do you believe me if I say I’m Spider-Man?”

“Then who are you! Why do you know my secrets!”

“Actually, I’m the 8th Generation Descendant of a Fortune-Telling Family. In your previous life, you were Su Wanxing’s simp, your love unrequited, and you were eventually turned into a human pig and left begging on the streets.”

“So what? You’re going to save me from the fire and water in this life?” Chen Qihang was expressionless, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes, obviously not believing his nonsense.

Zhou Zhou spat out a mouthful of water, raised his eyes to look at Chen Qihang in the mirror, and said seriously, “Yeah, not only save you, but also introduce you to busty foreign chicks.”

Chen Qihang’s face instantly twisted, and he rebuked, “Heh, stop talking nonsense here! Who the hell are you!”

As soon as he finished speaking, his collar was grabbed, and looking at Zhou Zhou’s half-smiling expression, a sense of fear welled up in his heart.

Zhou Zhou tugged at the corners of his mouth, his voice much lighter, “Zhou-ge can coax you when he’s happy, but that doesn’t mean you can shout in front of me.”

“Since I’ve caught you by the pigtail, tuck your tail between your legs and behave yourself, don’t rush to lick other people’s toes. Su Wanxing, don’t even think about it. How can I let someone like you defile my goddess?”

“With your little body, you dare to yell in front of me, I’ll beat you to death.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he slowly let go, rubbing his forehead with a tired expression.

The feeling of being hungover was really uncomfortable, one glass of foreign wine made him blackout, which was outrageous.

This was a heavy blow to a profligate young master who loved to drink and go to bars.

Chen Qihang, after being threatened and intimidated, glared at him with red eyes, regretting that he only had skills and no martial arts, otherwise he would have beaten this arrogant Zhou-shaoye to the ground.

These rich second generations were really hateful!

“Hey, don’t cry in front of me, you’re not a woman, you can’t move me.” Zhou Zhou rolled his eyes, took a few steps around the bed, picked up a dark-colored backpack and slung it over his shoulder, his tone playful and annoying.

“Let’s go, let’s go, aren’t we going to class?”

He returned to his lazy posture, patted Chen Qihang’s shoulder with one hand, and walked out of the dormitory wearing flip-flops.

Chen Qihang stood there for more than ten seconds before he sighed deeply.

Under the tyranny of Zhou-shaoye, he didn’t know if he could endure three years.

Should he apply to the homeroom teacher to change dormitories?

He felt that this method was feasible, so he quickly picked up his bulging backpack and walked out of the dormitory.

In the second before the class bell rang, Zhou Zhou stepped into the classroom.

Old Professor Fang Zhi turned his head to look at the two people at the door, and reprimanded in a deep voice, “In the future, for my class, everyone must arrive in the classroom five minutes early, otherwise, don’t come to the class afterwards!”

Chen Qihang lowered his head and responded.

Zhou Zhou slightly raised his chin, glanced at him casually, and walked to his seat without stopping.

Fang Zhi put on a straight face, his eyes falling on him, his voice with obvious anger, “What’s your name?”

“Zhou Zhou.”

He said casually, then used force on his feet, the back of the chair tilted and leaned against the wall, his eyes slightly closed, looking like he was about to fall asleep.

“Zhou Zhou, right! I’ve remembered you, don’t let me catch you.”

“Why are you like old Qu, am I a popular bun or something, that you’re all clinging to me so tightly?” He opened his eyelids, looked directly at the old professor on the podium, and questioned rudely.

In an instant, a tense atmosphere rose in the classroom.

Mu Xinyao turned her head, looking at Zhou Zhou affectionately, thinking that he was indeed the man she liked, crazy and Drag!

Su Wanxing looked back, her expression with a hint of worry, she still had to rely on Zhou Zhou to throw herself into the arms of her true love man, he couldn’t be kicked out of A1 class.

Fang Zhi opened the textbook, did not answer his question, and directly began to lecture.

Zhou Zhou found himself boring, put down the chair, leaned over to his deskmate and asked, “How did I get back last night?”

Chen Qihang gave him a meaningful look, and said with a hook in his lip, “You were carried out of the bathroom in the arms of a tall man, and I happened to see it.”

Zhou Zhou: …

“You’re always saying you’re homophobic…”

He didn’t finish his words, and Zhou Zhou naturally knew what he wanted to say.

Zhou Zhou gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice, “Don’t talk nonsense, I don’t do gay stuff!”

Chen Qihang picked up a book to cover his mouth, in case Fang Zhi saw him, and said in a low voice, “I told that man you were my roommate, and he was going to put you down. But you were holding his neck tightly and wouldn’t let go, and you kept muttering to tell me to get lost.”

Zhou Zhou’s face instantly darkened, small flames rolling in his eyes, and he roared in a low voice, “If you dare to say a word of lie, I’ll immediately expose your perverted identity.”

“It’s all the truth, in the end that man sent both of us back. During the time, you sat on people’s laps, hugging his waist like an octopus. Luckily, there were no traffic police at night, otherwise you would have been caught.”

“…”

You know that feeling of holding a lump of ten thousand-year-old poop, but not being able to pull it out?

Zhou Zhou had a dark face all day, no matter how he tortured him, Chen Qihang stubbornly refused to change his words.

Until the end, this matter just hung in his heart, half true and half false, like a fish bone, occasionally running out to prick him.