I'm Not Going to Be Bullied By a Girl Chapter 68 – The Goal is Roasted Sweet Potatoes

Friday came in the blink of an eye.

The bandages on Xiao Qin’s head was finally removed.

We should thank the shotacon, Chen YingRan, because it was treated properly and no scars remained.

Xiao Qin felt her healed forehead as if she still had lingering fears.

“Oh, I was careless. If it left a scar, Ye Lin cla.s.smate would have abandoned me…”

You’re overthinking, even if you were a flawless brand new iPhone5, I would still refuse to sign, and tell the courier to return it.

The blackboard was filled with the neat writings of the history teacher. This cla.s.s talked about the origination and development of the Nile River civilization.

It seems like the history teacher didn’t plan the lesson that well. After writing a few lines on the board, he would turn around to check the notes on the lectern.

Suddenly he slipped and miswrote the “oah” part of “Pharaoh.”

He probably accidentally saw Gong CaiCai’s chest, this old pervert.

He looked up at the ceiling to hold back his nosebleed, and then stood quietly on the podium. He told everyone to read silently, and started to patrol back and forth in the cla.s.sroom.

“Hey, Ye Lin cla.s.smate, have you seen the movie “Cleopatra“?”

Xiao Qin smiled while talking to me.

I haven’t seen the movie, but my dad told me her story before. The last female pharaoh named Cleopatra, who once tempted Caesar the Great and his subordinate Antony, almost changing the fate of Egypt.

But what left an impression on me was her death. She committed suicide with a cobra hidden in an apple basket. And the place that the cobra bit was her breast.

I thought at the time: Fortunately, cobras are not mammals, otherwise they would be extinct.

Regardless of whether I ignored her or not, Xiao Qin would always keep talking:

“It was so sad when Cleopatra died, I almost cried!”

A bit unexpected, I thought Xiao Qin would only subst.i.tute herself as the idiot heroine in shoujo manga, and then be moved to tears by the corny plots! Did she also relate to Cleopatra?

Her nature was indeed vicious like a snake, the decision to keep my distance was absolutely correct!

I decided to ridicule Xiao Qin:

“Hey, how do you sympathize with such a fickle woman?”

Xiao Qin blinked her eyes to signify she was puzzled.

“Eh? I don’t really have any sympathy for Cleopatra. The reason why I almost cried was because I couldn’t imitate the way she committed suicide!”

“What special skills do you need to commit suicide? Just find any cobra?”

Hearing me say that Xiao Qin slowly lowered her head.

“I watched this movie two years ago. At that time, I thought: Even if I grabbed a cobra like Cleopatra, the cobra wouldn’t be able to find my b.r.e.a.s.t.s. It probably wouldn’t know where to bite.”

“It was so sad when I thought about it…”

d.a.m.n it! The reason why you cry when watching a movie is completely different from everyone else! Apologize to Cleopatra! She committed suicide, yet you’re still joking about other people’s chests. You should just be Princess Taiping for life!

Why should I tell her that? She was deceitful and broke her promises. She had imprisoned the righteous brother Optimus Prime for so many years. She also made me walk in public with a cardboard tampon box. Even if I threw her into a pit of venomous snakes, it would be considered justice!

No, I must get revenge, or I’ll never be able to put it behind me.

I have to find a way to get back at her.

But I can’t use violence, since there would be negative side effects.

Recently, I accidentally heard Little Smart say, “It’s better to abuse the heart than to abuse the body.” I don’t know what she was discussing with Loud Mouth. In short, this sentence was a good reference for me.

Since I am not planning on inflicting physical pain, I will change my attack to emotional pain!

In fact, I have always been ridiculing her, but I don’t think it is enough.

I have to get serious.

If I broke her innocent heart, then she should give up on me.

Any good ideas? While I was thinking about it, I heard the history teacher say: “The ancient Egyptians built the pyramid with slaves…”

Ah! That’s it! As long as I have a pyramid…

No, what I mean is, as long as I treat Xiao Qin like a slave, telling her to get me drinks, telling her to do this and that, eventually she will get fed up with me!

Who likes being a slave? Otherwise why was the slave-owning society the first to collapse? I remember when couples quarreled in soap operas, they would always use the line “Don’t treat me like a slave”.

Let’s do it.

“Xiao Qin, I’m hungry. Go buy something for me to eat after cla.s.s ends.”

I said in an indifferent commanding tone.

I thought that Xiao Qin would be flattered and immediately agree, but I did not expect her to bitterly ask:

“Really, I’m really sorry. My lower abdomen suddenly started hurting. Can you wait until after one more cla.s.s? I’ll buy you something at noon.”

You still want to trick me?! Did she realize I wanted to use her as a slave?

Speaking of it, a few days ago, she said that her stomach hurts. But if her stomach hurts, why did I never see her running to the bathroom? If my stomach hurt, I will definitely have to go ten times a day!

She is probably pretending? She is definitely pretending. Xiao Qin is a G.o.d when it comes to lying and acting, I can’t be fooled.

I distorted my face and made an unhappy expression:

“If I could wait until noon, then what do I need you for? I’m starving so much that I can’t even move a finger! If you really like me, you’ll buy it for me immediately after cla.s.s!”

Xiao Qin, who was rebuked by me, shrank back like a small animal.

“I’m … I’m sorry… that I irritated you. I’ll go right after cla.s.s… What does Ye Lin cla.s.smate want to eat?”

I was trying to think of something that is not easy to find, deliberately making it difficult for her.

“Well… go get me a roasted sweet potato!”

“Roasted…roasted sweet potato?”

Xiao Qin widened her eyes in surprise.

“But it’s spring! Is anyone even selling roasted sweet potatoes?”

I glared at her, it scared Xiao Qin and she didn’t speak another word.

“Anyway, I want to eat roasted sweet potatoes! My stomach can’t digest anything other than roasted sweet potatoes! You can go to food stall street, I remember there was a cart in the alleyway with an auntie that roasted sweet potatoes. Just treat her as a hidden NPC in a maze and search for her!”

“Okay…sweet potatoes that roasted aunties? How many?”

“Roasted aunties my a.s.s! It’s roasted sweet potato! One is fine! Get me the biggest one!”

Xiao Qin went out to buy me a roasted sweet potato right when cla.s.s ended. Her movements were not natural. One hand covered her belly, and she wrinkled her brows as if it was really painful.

I won’t be fooled, I have already been tricked enough, don’t think that I will call you back!

After she left the cla.s.sroom, I realized that I forgot to give her money for the roasted sweet potatoes.

Forget it, the point of doing this was to make Xiao Qin hate me. If she found that I was that cheap, her evaluation of me would definitely lower.

I just remembered, Xiao Qin’s salary for helping Ai Mi copy the Bible may have already exceeded $4,000 (Ai Mi, this spendthrift). I have already embezzled so much money. Does the price of one sweet potato even matter?

Ah, I really am sc.u.m, I admire how much of a sc.u.m I am. Xiao Qin, hurry up and realize that I am sc.u.m. Then you can avoid me and it would be a happily ever after ending.

The rest time between cla.s.s was only ten minutes. I wonder if Xiao Qin can make it back in time?

It should not be a problem, doesn’t she know teleportation? Just use her natural cheats, let alone going to buy some roasted sweet potatoes, even going to Area 51 to buy a UFO should not be a difficult task for her.

The next lesson was English cla.s.s, and Xiao Qin did not come back in time.

This slave is so stupid. Will she take responsibility if I can’t eat the roasted sweet potato?

Knowing that I wouldn’t find anything, I still glanced at Xiao Qin’s empty seat, and coincidentally locked on with the cla.s.s leader’s interrogatory gaze.

The cla.s.s leader’s black pupil was like a ball of energy, and it was firing death lasers at me. Obviously, she thinks that Xiao Qin being absent from English cla.s.s was my fault.

Well, the cla.s.s leader wasn’t wrong, the slave owner has to be responsible for the slave.

I looked at my watch, it was already 11:15, Xiao Qin has already been out for 20 minutes.

Did she get into an accident?

Did she get bitten by a dog, hit by a car, or caught by an alien?

Suddenly I found that in my mind, the Little Tyrant was always an invincible existence, so I thought that Xiao Qin was also invulnerable.

But Xiao Qin was actually not invulnerable. Didn’t she injure her head at the flag raising ceremony a few days ago? Isn’t she also made of flesh and blood? She will get hurt, or even get sick.

What if her abdominal pain was real? Because I forced her to go out and buy things while in pain, did she faint by the side of the road?

I couldn’t pay attention to cla.s.s! I felt like I became a sweet potato. I was being baked in the oven and turned over… It’s hot!

I subconsciously looked out the window.

From my seat, I had a perfect view of the main entrance of the school.

A slender figure half walked and half jogged in front of the school gate and stopped.