Chapter 128: Retribution

The middle school entrance exam had been hyped up for three years!

Every teacher would solemnly adjust their glasses and say to you, "Students, work hard. If you don't get into a good high school, you're finished."

Brainwashed for three years in that suffocating, high-pressure rhythm, everyone finally walked into the exam hall, only to realize—damn it—it was just spending three days filling out a dozen test papers.

Those papers were supposedly equivalent to my entire life. No, they were actually valued higher than my life, which is quite pathetic when you think about it.

Ming Han wrote furiously, encountering no obstacles. Even for the final math problem, it only took him ten minutes to analyze the four necessary auxiliary lines, and another ten to finish the calculations.

When Ming Han handed in his paper with a cool flourish, everyone looked at him with envy. Many were biting their pens to death, having no idea how to solve the problems.

In particular, the student Dahu, who had completely wasted his final year, looked at the strange symbols and sighed. He felt old, didn't recognize a single point from the third-year curriculum, and planned to just hand in a blank paper.

...

After the entrance exam, Ming Han and Yuhang began taking on various events.

It seemed the storm surrounding Zhuang Tonghe had passed. After hitting a low point where "everyone was cursing them," the Wu You Studio began touring the province again to hold exhibition matches.

They had put a lot of effort into cleaning up their image.

This Wu You was a clever man. A reporter once asked him, "As a newcomer, Ming Han exposed the dark secrets of your top star, Zhuang Tonghe. What do you have to say to him?"

Ming Han’s actions had cost Wu You nearly ten million, almost half a year’s profit for his studio. He could be said to harbor a deep, bone-chilling hatred for Ming Han.

But naturally, he wouldn't express his true thoughts. He put on a kindly face and said, "I am very grateful to young brother Ming Han for helping us weed out the scum in our industry. For this, I have no resentment, only infinite gratitude."

Wu You even bowed and apologized to the fans in front of the camera, moving many of them to tears.

"Our You-You is so sad that a scumbag like Zhuang Tonghe emerged."

"Go You-You! We will always love you!"

Fans flooded the internet, praising their You-You’s noble character and his willingness to correct mistakes.

In fact, not long ago, they were still calling Zhuang Tonghe "Zhuang-Zhuang"...

The most miserable one, however, was the man himself, Zhuang Tonghe.

He had been permanently shelved by Wu You Studio, so all his endorsements and activities were canceled. Now, other than drinking himself into a stupor at bars every day, he didn't know what to do.

He hated Ming Han. Because of that boy, he had become nothing.

The people who used to bow and scrape to him, affectionately calling him "Teacher Zhuang," wouldn't even answer his calls anymore.

This industry is so damn cruel! You either have to be as humble as a grandson or as arrogant as a king.

"Ming Han, I will destroy you." Zhuang Tonghe roared...

Beside him, a large man with a green dragon tattooed on his left shoulder and a white tiger on his right looked quite imposing.

Seeing Zhuang Tonghe having a breakdown, he walked over. "Buddy, got an enemy?"

Drunk and bleary-eyed, Zhuang Tonghe glanced at the man. "Why? Can you help me get revenge?"

The man grinned. "As long as the money is right, teaching anyone a lesson is no problem."

"A student, quite famous, named Ming Han. Can you handle him?"

The man froze. *Holy crap, you got bullied by a student? How pathetic.*

The man said, "I don't have the face to beat up a kid." He paused, "Unless you pay five thousand..."

At this moment, Zhuang Tonghe was so full of hatred he didn't care about the price. "Fine, but I want you to cripple his legs."

The man smiled grimly. "I love doing the kind of things only beasts do."

Zhuang Tonghe thought to himself, *He’s a ruthless one, alright. Looks like Ming Han is finished.*

"Big brother, let's exchange contacts. I'll pay one thousand upfront and the remaining four thousand after it’s done."

The man gave him his phone number. Zhuang Tonghe took out his phone to save it. "Big brother, what's your name?"

The man looked a bit embarrassed and chuckled sheepishly. "Um... Wang Xiaochun."

Zhuang Tonghe was stunned! *What? Wang Xiaochun? That's quite a unique name!*

"Big brother is truly a man of character!"

Wang Xiaochun spat. "My old lady wanted a girl, so she picked the name before I was even born."

Zhuang Tonghe said meaningfully, "Full of maternal love, it’s very meaningful!"

...

Ming Han naturally had no idea that Zhuang Tonghe’s revenge had already begun.

After the entrance exam, he lived quite comfortably. Aside from attending events, he would help Su Yan manage the restaurant.

Now that Ming Han appeared in newspapers and occasionally on television, many customers knew that Su Yan’s family had a little star.

Many customers would give a thumbs-up when they saw Ming Han. "A little star! Su Yan, you’ve raised such an excellent son!"

Su Yan was beaming. "No, no! It’s mostly because he has a good mother, haha..."

Ming Han felt a headache coming on. *She can even brag about herself like that?*

One day, Chen Li called. "Ming Han, I want to go shopping."

Ming Han said lazily, "Can I refuse?"

Chen Nuo's voice came from the other end. "Sister, you really are blind to have taken a liking to such an uninteresting slacker."

Su Yan was nearby and smilingly snatched the phone. "Haha, Xiao Han will head out right away."

Ming Han was helpless...

He really didn't want to go. Shopping with those two girls was a huge test of his endurance, physical strength, and mental fortitude!

Clothes that looked almost identical to Ming Han were discussed by them for a dozen differences, followed by an analysis of which one looked best.

Ming Han’s only role was to stand in the store like a sculpture, eyes glazed over, holding a mountain of bags.

*Big sister, you clearly have a driver. Is it really okay to exploit free labor like this? Truly, the daughter of a capitalist.*

At this moment, Wang Xiaochun had also stepped off the bus at the county station.

Since students were already on summer vacation, they weren't easy to find. It took a lot of effort to get Ming Han’s home address.

Wang Xiaochun made up his mind: he would ask around at the apartment complex entrance and claim to be Ming Han’s P.E. teacher. Being so big and brawny, he fit the image of a P.E. teacher perfectly!

After that, he’d corner Ming Han and give him a good beating!

The plan was perfect! Wang Xiaochun thought to himself, *I’m so smart!*

With his mind made up, Wang Xiaochun headed straight for Ming Han’s neighborhood.

Seeing an old man walking his dog, Wang Xiaochun put on his most amiable smile. "Hello, sir. Do you know where Ming Han lives? I’m his P.E. teacher."

The old man looked Wang Xiaochun up and down. "Do all P.E. teachers look this fierce nowadays?"

Wang Xiaochun laughed awkwardly. "Yeah! Don't be like that, sir. I’m ugly, but I have a beautiful soul!"

The old man nodded, accepting his identity, and said in a gruff voice, "Ming Han, eh? That kid has a bright future!"

"Sir, that’s not what I asked. I asked if you know where Ming Han went?"

The old man put his hands behind his back and said proudly, "I do know!"

Wang Xiaochun almost fainted...