Bad Boys Boot Camp: V1C08

V1C08: Bullied

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_{Jiang Shao, unlike the others, was lying on the bed with his legs pompously crossed while chewing on some sort of snack. Shen Zhuoyun wasn’t there, so it took him no time at all to swoop into the boss’ seat. As for his dirty laundry, those were piled high in glasses-boy’s basin.}
When Qin Mo returned to his room, the group of boys had already cleaned the dormitory. The musty stench in the air was far less pungent, and the stink of sweat was completely gone. Now, the strongest fragrance in that room was the clean scent of laundry detergent.

Jiang Shao, unlike the others, was lying on the bed with his legs pompously crossed while chewing on some sort of snack. Shen Zhuoyun wasn’t there, so it took him no time at all to swoop into the boss’ seat. As for his dirty laundry, those were piled high in glasses-boy’s basin.

_{“Move it.” One of Jiang Shao’s lackeys returned from the bathroom, and while tugging up his pants, he snarled at the glasses-boy squatting next to the bed. “How the hell am I supposed to do my laundry when you planted your aѕs right here, huh?” There were no clothes he had or intended to wash, however, because all of them were piled into the squatting boy’s basin.}If I leave this place, will I never see Shen Zhuoyun again?

“Move it.” One of Jiang Shao’s lackeys returned from the bathroom, and while tugging up his pants, he snarled at the glasses-boy squatting next to the bed. “How the hell am I supposed to do my laundry when you planted your aѕs right here, huh?” There were no clothes he had or intended to wash, however, because all of them were piled into the squatting boy’s basin.

_{Hearing some cheering him on made Wang Jun’s nerves grow bolder. Putting on a domineering air, he wound his finger into glasses-boy’s hair and leaned in close. “Did I not make myself clear? I said, lіck it.”}Most of the boys squatted over individual plastic basins while their upper halves were left bare. Squishes and gurgles erupted from their busy hands as they washed their clothes.

Hearing some cheering him on made Wang Jun’s nerves grow bolder. Putting on a domineering air, he wound his finger into glasses-boy’s hair and leaned in close. “Did I not make myself clear? I said, lіck it.”

_{Wang Jun was the real name of this lackey, but everyone just called him Wangzi. He was the one in the little gang riding on Jiang Shao’s coattail the hаrdest.}If I leave this place, will I never see Shen Zhuoyun again?

Wang Jun was the real name of this lackey, but everyone just called him Wangzi. He was the one in the little gang riding on Jiang Shao’s coattail the hаrdest. Unlike Shen Zhuoyun, whose power was based on his strength alone and was enough on its own to dominate a group of ten—unlike Shen Zhuoyun, who never had formed a faction and had no one dare touch the smallest finger on his hand—Jiang Shao gathered many followers. It turns out that even bullies were capable of changing enough to fall into a group.

_{Glasses-boy paled in an instant, with not a word leaving his lips. Gaze fixed on the floor of soapy water, he slowly brought his head to the ground and hesitantly extended his tongue until Wang Jun wrenched him back up.}
Most of the boys squatted over individual plastic basins while their upper halves were left bare. Squishes and gurgles erupted from their busy hands as they washed their clothes.

Glasses-boy paled in an instant, with not a word leaving his lips. Gaze fixed on the floor of soapy water, he slowly brought his head to the ground and hesitantly extended his tongue until Wang Jun wrenched him back up.

_{Qin Mo glanced at the mountain of clothes piled into glasses-boy’s basin and said nothing, only walking to grab his own basin and the detergent before squatting down to scrub his own clothes.}Glasses-boy paled in an instant, with not a word leaving his lips. Gaze fixed on the floor of soapy water, he slowly brought his head to the ground and hesitantly extended his tongue until Wang Jun wrenched him back up.

Qin Mo glanced at the mountain of clothes piled into glasses-boy’s basin and said nothing, only walking to grab his own basin and the detergent before squatting down to scrub his own clothes.

_{Qin Mo pursed his lips tіghtly.}He believed there was no point in thanking him; after all, he had only protected him this one time for the sake of his own conscience. Seeing how glasses-boy was unable to toughen up and defend himself, his fate in that place was to be bullied.

Qin Mo pursed his lips tіghtly.

Usually, Qin Mo sweated a great deal given how much they trained, so his clothes would get soaked in perspiration, dry, and soaked again to the same result. After a week of this, the smell was anything but pleasant, and if it were not for Qin Mo washing his underclothes every day, he wouldn’t have been able to bear it.

_{He believed there was no point in thanking him; after all, he had only protected him this one time for the sake of his own conscience. Seeing how glasses-boy was unable to toughen up and defend himself, his fate in that place was to be bullied.}Most of the boys squatted over individual plastic basins while their upper halves were left bare. Squishes and gurgles erupted from their busy hands as they washed their clothes.

He believed there was no point in thanking him; after all, he had only protected him this one time for the sake of his own conscience. Seeing how glasses-boy was unable to toughen up and defend himself, his fate in that place was to be bullied.

_{As long as I can get out of that place, I…}
Jiang Shao, unlike the others, was lying on the bed with his legs pompously crossed while chewing on some sort of snack. Shen Zhuoyun wasn’t there, so it took him no time at all to swoop into the boss’ seat. As for his dirty laundry, those were piled high in glasses-boy’s basin.

As long as I can get out of that place, I…

_{After Qin Mo was done rinsing and hanging his clothes to dry, he found glasses-boy standing in the same place. With red circles around his eyes and lips moving to mouth unspoken words, Qin Mo soon noticed the boy was still muttering the words: Thank you.}Skillswise, everything he knew about computing was learned on his own. He surprisingly discovered he had talent in this area, and the only ones to know about it were his grandfather and Qin Zhen.

After Qin Mo was done rinsing and hanging his clothes to dry, he found glasses-boy standing in the same place. With red circles around his eyes and lips moving to mouth unspoken words, Qin Mo soon noticed the boy was still muttering the words: Thank you.

_{After Qin Mo was done rinsing and hanging his clothes to dry, he found glasses-boy standing in the same place. With red circles around his eyes and lips moving to mouth unspoken words, Qin Mo soon noticed the boy was still muttering the words: Thank you.}Usually, Qin Mo sweated a great deal given how much they trained, so his clothes would get soaked in perspiration, dry, and soaked again to the same result. After a week of this, the smell was anything but pleasant, and if it were not for Qin Mo washing his underclothes every day, he wouldn’t have been able to bear it.

_{After Qin Mo was done rinsing and hanging his clothes to dry, he found glasses-boy standing in the same place. With red circles around his eyes and lips moving to mouth unspoken words, Qin Mo soon noticed the boy was still muttering the words: Thank you.}
Qin Mo glanced at the mountain of clothes piled into glasses-boy’s basin and said nothing, only walking to grab his own basin and the detergent before squatting down to scrub his own clothes.

_{Jiang Shao, unlike the others, was lying on the bed with his legs pompously crossed while chewing on some sort of snack. Shen Zhuoyun wasn’t there, so it took him no time at all to swoop into the boss’ seat. As for his dirty laundry, those were piled high in glasses-boy’s basin.}“Move it.” One of Jiang Shao’s lackeys returned from the bathroom, and while tugging up his pants, he snarled at the glasses-boy squatting next to the bed. “How the hell am I supposed to do my laundry when you planted your aѕs right here, huh?” There were no clothes he had or intended to wash, however, because all of them were piled into the squatting boy’s basin.

_{Pissed, Wang Jun withdrew his readied fist. He had gone to bed early the night Qin Mo strangled Jiang Shao on the ground, so he never saw a thing. So he just couldn’t wrap his head around why Jiang Shao would give that little pet of Shen Zhuoyun any kind of respect.}Qin Mo threw a glance the glasses-boy’s way, watching as he quietly tried to get on his feet. Sitting for so long may have made his limbs go numb, because as he tried to stand, his body wobbled, and to steady himself, he grabbed hold of the bedpost and accidentally flіcked some suds onto the lackey’s face.

Pissed, Wang Jun withdrew his readied fist. He had gone to bed early the night Qin Mo strangled Jiang Shao on the ground, so he never saw a thing. So he just couldn’t wrap his head around why Jiang Shao would give that little pet of Shen Zhuoyun any kind of respect.

“Oh,” the lackey scoffed. “So you wanna give me attitude, huh? You wanna start something, yeah?” Accident or not, the lackey was pissed—already pissed. So the suds on the face were inconsequential.

_{If I leave this place, will I never see Shen Zhuoyun again?}
Usually, Qin Mo sweated a great deal given how much they trained, so his clothes would get soaked in perspiration, dry, and soaked again to the same result. After a week of this, the smell was anything but pleasant, and if it were not for Qin Mo washing his underclothes every day, he wouldn’t have been able to bear it.

If I leave this place, will I never see Shen Zhuoyun again?

“I-I was wrong—I messed up. I really messed up. I’m sorry. I’m s-so sorry. Please, don’t…” With a face fully flushed and eyes on the verge of spilling tears, glasses-boy sputtered out apology after apology and pleas. Wang Jun refused to let him go, however, grabbing by the hair again to force the boy’s face against his crоtch.

_{On the outside, the amount of adult videos he watched was in no small number, and the few times he did it with his girlfriend, it was actually her getting him off with her mouth. So now that the opportunity presented itself, it was hаrd for him to reconsider and take it back. He really wanted glasses-boy to sυck him off once to take the edge off, and he refused to back down.}
“Move it.” One of Jiang Shao’s lackeys returned from the bathroom, and while tugging up his pants, he snarled at the glasses-boy squatting next to the bed. “How the hell am I supposed to do my laundry when you planted your aѕs right here, huh?” There were no clothes he had or intended to wash, however, because all of them were piled into the squatting boy’s basin.

On the outside, the amount of adult videos he watched was in no small number, and the few times he did it with his girlfriend, it was actually her getting him off with her mouth. So now that the opportunity presented itself, it was hаrd for him to reconsider and take it back. He really wanted glasses-boy to sυck him off once to take the edge off, and he refused to back down.

_{Note: When the bully boys are referring to themselves, they use masculine words that read more like Ore does in Japanese.}If I leave this place, will I never see Shen Zhuoyun again?

Note: When the bully boys are referring to themselves, they use masculine words that read more like Ore does in Japanese.

Most of the boys squatted over individual plastic basins while their upper halves were left bare. Squishes and gurgles erupted from their busy hands as they washed their clothes.

_{When Qin Mo returned to his room, the group of boys had already cleaned the dormitory. The musty stench in the air was far less pungent, and the stink of sweat was completely gone. Now, the strongest fragrance in that room was the clean scent of laundry detergent.}Pressing his lips in a line, Qin Mo let out a sigh and then climbed onto his bunk. He glanced at the still empty bed beside his own with not a crease on the sheets and blanket still folded into tofu-like chunks, then pulled a pen and piece of paper that were tucked under his own pillow.

When Qin Mo returned to his room, the group of boys had already cleaned the dormitory. The musty stench in the air was far less pungent, and the stink of sweat was completely gone. Now, the strongest fragrance in that room was the clean scent of laundry detergent.

_{What else is there to be expected from a father who knew nothing of his son’s congenital disease?}V1C08: Bullied

What else is there to be expected from a father who knew nothing of his son’s congenital disease?

_N/A
Qin Mo threw a glance the glasses-boy’s way, watching as he quietly tried to get on his feet. Sitting for so long may have made his limbs go numb, because as he tried to stand, his body wobbled, and to steady himself, he grabbed hold of the bedpost and accidentally flіcked some suds onto the lackey’s face.

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_{“What the hell are you doing?! Are you looking down on me? You would rather lіck the goddamn floor than do it for me just once?” Originally, Wang Jun was only teasing, but now he really had perverted thoughts in mind.}Loosening his grip on Wang Jun, he dodged the flailing arm as he spoke. With his centre of gravity lost, Wang Jun stumbled forward before regaining his balance, still unwilling to concede and let the matter be.

“What the hell are you doing?! Are you looking down on me? You would rather lіck the goddamn floor than do it for me just once?” Originally, Wang Jun was only teasing, but now he really had perverted thoughts in mind.

_{“T-thank you.” Glasses-boy bowed his head and spoke in a voice so light it was closer to a mosquito's hum.}
“Oh,” the lackey scoffed. “So you wanna give me attitude, huh? You wanna start something, yeah?” Accident or not, the lackey was pissed—already pissed. So the suds on the face were inconsequential.

“T-thank you.” Glasses-boy bowed his head and spoke in a voice so light it was closer to a mosquito's hum.

_{Anyhow, once he’s on the outside, Qin Mo planned to contact Qin Zhen to sell the progrаm in his hands. He doesn't yet know the value he’ll get for his code, but he knows anything he creates would certainly fetch him some reward.}Qin Mo threw a glance the glasses-boy’s way, watching as he quietly tried to get on his feet. Sitting for so long may have made his limbs go numb, because as he tried to stand, his body wobbled, and to steady himself, he grabbed hold of the bedpost and accidentally flіcked some suds onto the lackey’s face.

Anyhow, once he’s on the outside, Qin Mo planned to contact Qin Zhen to sell the progrаm in his hands. He doesn't yet know the value he’ll get for his code, but he knows anything he creates would certainly fetch him some reward.

The overturned basin sent clothes, suds, and dirty water all over the concrete floor, which quickly darkened. The lackey's lips tugged into a sneer as he spat towards the boy with glasses. “It was just an accident, huh? I’ll give you a chance to apologise, then. Get on your knees and lіck all this water off the floor.”

_{Most of the boys squatted over individual plastic basins while their upper halves were left bare. Squishes and gurgles erupted from their busy hands as they washed their clothes.}
“I-I-I… I’m s-s-sorry… I-it was an accident… I-I…” Glasses-boy trembled and stammered as he explained, but that only made the lackey more enraged. So much so that his foot slammed into the basin, kicking it over.

Most of the boys squatted over individual plastic basins while their upper halves were left bare. Squishes and gurgles erupted from their busy hands as they washed their clothes.

_{“I-I-I… I’m s-s-sorry… I-it was an accident… I-I…” Glasses-boy trembled and stammered as he explained, but that only made the lackey more enraged. So much so that his foot slammed into the basin, kicking it over.}What about his father, Qin Hongjun?

“I-I-I… I’m s-s-sorry… I-it was an accident… I-I…” Glasses-boy trembled and stammered as he explained, but that only made the lackey more enraged. So much so that his foot slammed into the basin, kicking it over.

_N/AIf I leave this place, will I never see Shen Zhuoyun again?

N/A

_{“Oh,” the lackey scoffed. “So you wanna give me attitude, huh? You wanna start something, yeah?” Accident or not, the lackey was pissed—already pissed. So the suds on the face were inconsequential.}On the outside, the amount of adult videos he watched was in no small number, and the few times he did it with his girlfriend, it was actually her getting him off with her mouth. So now that the opportunity presented itself, it was hаrd for him to reconsider and take it back. He really wanted glasses-boy to sυck him off once to take the edge off, and he refused to back down.

_{{But what about Shen Zhuoyun?}}Qin Mo accepted the first blow but used his hand to catch the second punch Wang Jun swung.

But what about Shen Zhuoyun?

_{Qin Mo pursed his lips tіghtly.}
The overturned basin sent clothes, suds, and dirty water all over the concrete floor, which quickly darkened. The lackey's lips tugged into a sneer as he spat towards the boy with glasses. “It was just an accident, huh? I’ll give you a chance to apologise, then. Get on your knees and lіck all this water off the floor.”

Qin Mo pursed his lips tіghtly.

_{Usually, Qin Mo sweated a great deal given how much they trained, so his clothes would get soaked in perspiration, dry, and soaked again to the same result. After a week of this, the smell was anything but pleasant, and if it were not for Qin Mo washing his underclothes every day, he wouldn’t have been able to bear it.}“Move it.” One of Jiang Shao’s lackeys returned from the bathroom, and while tugging up his pants, he snarled at the glasses-boy squatting next to the bed. “How the hell am I supposed to do my laundry when you planted your aѕs right here, huh?” There were no clothes he had or intended to wash, however, because all of them were piled into the squatting boy’s basin.

_{On the sheet of A4 paper were densely packed characters printed in black that were all code. Checking them over with a glance, Qin Mo then began writing in bursts.}What about his father, Qin Hongjun?

On the sheet of A4 paper were densely packed characters printed in black that were all code. Checking them over with a glance, Qin Mo then began writing in bursts.

_{What else is there to be expected from a father who knew nothing of his son’s congenital disease?}
The boys from Jiang Shao’s little clique were all overjoyed as they listened in, going so far as to chime in. “Yeah, Wangzi! Give us a show!”

What else is there to be expected from a father who knew nothing of his son’s congenital disease?

_{{If I leave this place, will I never see Shen Zhuoyun again?}}Loosening his grip on Wang Jun, he dodged the flailing arm as he spoke. With his centre of gravity lost, Wang Jun stumbled forward before regaining his balance, still unwilling to concede and let the matter be.

If I leave this place, will I never see Shen Zhuoyun again?

_{Note: When the bully boys are referring to themselves, they use masculine words that read more like Ore does in Japanese.}Before he got sent to that place, Qin Mo had discussed developing his own software progrаm with Qin Zhen. He would handle the coding, and Qin Zhen would handle the sale using his contacts. With money of his own, he would no longer be kept under Qin Hongjun’s thumb. So for the past six months, he busied himself with this project, and if not for him being sent to that place, his code would’ve all been complete and would enter the debugging phase.

Note: When the bully boys are referring to themselves, they use masculine words that read more like Ore does in Japanese.

_{“T-thank you.” Glasses-boy bowed his head and spoke in a voice so light it was closer to a mosquito's hum.}“What the hell are you doing?! Are you looking down on me? You would rather lіck the goddamn floor than do it for me just once?” Originally, Wang Jun was only teasing, but now he really had perverted thoughts in mind.

“T-thank you.” Glasses-boy bowed his head and spoke in a voice so light it was closer to a mosquito's hum.

_{On the sheet of A4 paper were densely packed characters printed in black that were all code. Checking them over with a glance, Qin Mo then began writing in bursts.}“I-I was wrong—I messed up. I really messed up. I’m sorry. I’m s-so sorry. Please, don’t…” With a face fully flushed and eyes on the verge of spilling tears, glasses-boy sputtered out apology after apology and pleas. Wang Jun refused to let him go, however, grabbing by the hair again to force the boy’s face against his crоtch.

On the sheet of A4 paper were densely packed characters printed in black that were all code. Checking them over with a glance, Qin Mo then began writing in bursts.

_{Qin Mo’s voice was still changing, so the crackle in his tone was quite distinct. So when he spoke up, everyone knew who it was, and so the crowd turned their gazes on him.}
Wang Jun was the real name of this lackey, but everyone just called him Wangzi. He was the one in the little gang riding on Jiang Shao’s coattail the hаrdest. Unlike Shen Zhuoyun, whose power was based on his strength alone and was enough on its own to dominate a group of ten—unlike Shen Zhuoyun, who never had formed a faction and had no one dare touch the smallest finger on his hand—Jiang Shao gathered many followers. It turns out that even bullies were capable of changing enough to fall into a group.

Qin Mo’s voice was still changing, so the crackle in his tone was quite distinct. So when he spoke up, everyone knew who it was, and so the crowd turned their gazes on him.

_{Note: When the bully boys are referring to themselves, they use masculine words that read more like Ore does in Japanese.}Qin Mo pursed his lips tіghtly.

Note: When the bully boys are referring to themselves, they use masculine words that read more like Ore does in Japanese.

_{What else is there to be expected from a father who knew nothing of his son’s congenital disease?}“Are you done?”

What else is there to be expected from a father who knew nothing of his son’s congenital disease?

_{“B-but… it’s dirty. P-please, anything else, p-please…” Sputtering out incoherent pleas, with how much he had been beaten over the years, glasses-boy learned well how to yield.}Suffering such a public humiliation, how could Wang Jun just let it all slide? So with swift steps, he made his way to Qin Mo before planting his fist into the other boy’s stomach, gritting, “You think you have guts? You wanna stick your neck out, huh? Then you do it. Use those lips of yours to service your Wang-ge.”

“B-but… it’s dirty. P-please, anything else, p-please…” Sputtering out incoherent pleas, with how much he had been beaten over the years, glasses-boy learned well how to yield.

_{Qin Mo glanced at the mountain of clothes piled into glasses-boy’s basin and said nothing, only walking to grab his own basin and the detergent before squatting down to scrub his own clothes.}
Hearing some cheering him on made Wang Jun’s nerves grow bolder. Putting on a domineering air, he wound his finger into glasses-boy’s hair and leaned in close. “Did I not make myself clear? I said, lіck it.”

Qin Mo glanced at the mountain of clothes piled into glasses-boy’s basin and said nothing, only walking to grab his own basin and the detergent before squatting down to scrub his own clothes.

_{Usually, Qin Mo sweated a great deal given how much they trained, so his clothes would get soaked in perspiration, dry, and soaked again to the same result. After a week of this, the smell was anything but pleasant, and if it were not for Qin Mo washing his underclothes every day, he wouldn’t have been able to bear it.}Acquiescing to his audience, Wang Jun then declared, “Alright, alright. Lоcking the floor is off the table. So how about you lіck what’s on my body instead?” After saying this, Wang Jun straightened his back, and because he had just come from the toilet, his pant zipper was still half-pulled down.

Most of the boys squatted over individual plastic basins while their upper halves were left bare. Squishes and gurgles erupted from their busy hands as they washed their clothes.

_{Wang Jun was the real name of this lackey, but everyone just called him Wangzi. He was the one in the little gang riding on Jiang Shao’s coattail the hаrdest.}Qin Mo threw a glance the glasses-boy’s way, watching as he quietly tried to get on his feet. Sitting for so long may have made his limbs go numb, because as he tried to stand, his body wobbled, and to steady himself, he grabbed hold of the bedpost and accidentally flіcked some suds onto the lackey’s face.

_{Usually, Qin Mo sweated a great deal given how much they trained, so his clothes would get soaked in perspiration, dry, and soaked again to the same result. After a week of this, the smell was anything but pleasant, and if it were not for Qin Mo washing his underclothes every day, he wouldn’t have been able to bear it.}“Ha, he’s so well-behaved!” The other boys chimed in again. “Wangzi, change it so he’ll lіck something else!” More and more they egged him on, their cheers mixing with the sound of pounding bed frаmes that rose in intensity, creating an eerie tune that made one’s hair stand on end.

_{“Ha, he’s so well-behaved!” The other boys chimed in again. “Wangzi, change it so he’ll lіck something else!” More and more they egged him on, their cheers mixing with the sound of pounding bed frаmes that rose in intensity, creating an eerie tune that made one’s hair stand on end.}
“B-but… it’s dirty. P-please, anything else, p-please…” Sputtering out incoherent pleas, with how much he had been beaten over the years, glasses-boy learned well how to yield.

“Ha, he’s so well-behaved!” The other boys chimed in again. “Wangzi, change it so he’ll lіck something else!” More and more they egged him on, their cheers mixing with the sound of pounding bed frаmes that rose in intensity, creating an eerie tune that made one’s hair stand on end.

Loosening his grip on Wang Jun, he dodged the flailing arm as he spoke. With his centre of gravity lost, Wang Jun stumbled forward before regaining his balance, still unwilling to concede and let the matter be.

_{What about his father, Qin Hongjun?}
“Ha, he’s so well-behaved!” The other boys chimed in again. “Wangzi, change it so he’ll lіck something else!” More and more they egged him on, their cheers mixing with the sound of pounding bed frаmes that rose in intensity, creating an eerie tune that made one’s hair stand on end.

What about his father, Qin Hongjun?

Before he got sent to that place, Qin Mo had discussed developing his own software progrаm with Qin Zhen. He would handle the coding, and Qin Zhen would handle the sale using his contacts. With money of his own, he would no longer be kept under Qin Hongjun’s thumb. So for the past six months, he busied himself with this project, and if not for him being sent to that place, his code would’ve all been complete and would enter the debugging phase.

_{Acquiescing to his audience, Wang Jun then declared, “Alright, alright. Lоcking the floor is off the table. So how about you lіck what’s on my body instead?” After saying this, Wang Jun straightened his back, and because he had just come from the toilet, his pant zipper was still half-pulled down.}From the beginning, Wang Jun’s handling of this matter was unreasonable, but it was fine if no one else stepped in. But since Qin Mo decided to step forward and protect the little glasses-dog, continuing to push the matter would make things unsavoury.

Acquiescing to his audience, Wang Jun then declared, “Alright, alright. Lоcking the floor is off the table. So how about you lіck what’s on my body instead?” After saying this, Wang Jun straightened his back, and because he had just come from the toilet, his pant zipper was still half-pulled down.

_{On the outside, the amount of adult videos he watched was in no small number, and the few times he did it with his girlfriend, it was actually her getting him off with her mouth. So now that the opportunity presented itself, it was hаrd for him to reconsider and take it back. He really wanted glasses-boy to sυck him off once to take the edge off, and he refused to back down.}Usually, Qin Mo sweated a great deal given how much they trained, so his clothes would get soaked in perspiration, dry, and soaked again to the same result. After a week of this, the smell was anything but pleasant, and if it were not for Qin Mo washing his underclothes every day, he wouldn’t have been able to bear it.

_N/AWhat else is there to be expected from a father who knew nothing of his son’s congenital disease?

N/A

_{“Are you done?”}
Acquiescing to his audience, Wang Jun then declared, “Alright, alright. Lоcking the floor is off the table. So how about you lіck what’s on my body instead?” After saying this, Wang Jun straightened his back, and because he had just come from the toilet, his pant zipper was still half-pulled down.

“Are you done?”

_{Glasses-boy paled in an instant, with not a word leaving his lips. Gaze fixed on the floor of soapy water, he slowly brought his head to the ground and hesitantly extended his tongue until Wang Jun wrenched him back up.}Qin Mo threw a glance the glasses-boy’s way, watching as he quietly tried to get on his feet. Sitting for so long may have made his limbs go numb, because as he tried to stand, his body wobbled, and to steady himself, he grabbed hold of the bedpost and accidentally flіcked some suds onto the lackey’s face.

_{From the beginning, Wang Jun’s handling of this matter was unreasonable, but it was fine if no one else stepped in. But since Qin Mo decided to step forward and protect the little glasses-dog, continuing to push the matter would make things unsavoury.}
Glasses-boy paled in an instant, with not a word leaving his lips. Gaze fixed on the floor of soapy water, he slowly brought his head to the ground and hesitantly extended his tongue until Wang Jun wrenched him back up.

From the beginning, Wang Jun’s handling of this matter was unreasonable, but it was fine if no one else stepped in. But since Qin Mo decided to step forward and protect the little glasses-dog, continuing to push the matter would make things unsavoury.

_{“Wangzi,” Jiang Shao called out from his reclined position, “drop it.” His words were curt.}Qin Mo pursed his lips tіghtly.

“Wangzi,” Jiang Shao called out from his reclined position, “drop it.” His words were curt.

_{V1C08: Bullied}
“What the hell are you doing?! Are you looking down on me? You would rather lіck the goddamn floor than do it for me just once?” Originally, Wang Jun was only teasing, but now he really had perverted thoughts in mind.

V1C08: Bullied

_{The boys from Jiang Shao’s little clique were all overjoyed as they listened in, going so far as to chime in. “Yeah, Wangzi! Give us a show!”}
On the outside, the amount of adult videos he watched was in no small number, and the few times he did it with his girlfriend, it was actually her getting him off with her mouth. So now that the opportunity presented itself, it was hаrd for him to reconsider and take it back. He really wanted glasses-boy to sυck him off once to take the edge off, and he refused to back down.

The boys from Jiang Shao’s little clique were all overjoyed as they listened in, going so far as to chime in. “Yeah, Wangzi! Give us a show!”

_{Wang Jun was the real name of this lackey, but everyone just called him Wangzi. He was the one in the little gang riding on Jiang Shao’s coattail the hаrdest.}
“I-I was wrong—I messed up. I really messed up. I’m sorry. I’m s-so sorry. Please, don’t…” With a face fully flushed and eyes on the verge of spilling tears, glasses-boy sputtered out apology after apology and pleas. Wang Jun refused to let him go, however, grabbing by the hair again to force the boy’s face against his crоtch.

_{V1C08: Bullied}“Move it.” One of Jiang Shao’s lackeys returned from the bathroom, and while tugging up his pants, he snarled at the glasses-boy squatting next to the bed. “How the hell am I supposed to do my laundry when you planted your aѕs right here, huh?” There were no clothes he had or intended to wash, however, because all of them were piled into the squatting boy’s basin.

V1C08: Bullied

_{Having just finished washing his clothes, Qin Mo now stood upright. At just sixteen years old, he was far from being considered big amongst the boys there.}The overturned basin sent clothes, suds, and dirty water all over the concrete floor, which quickly darkened. The lackey's lips tugged into a sneer as he spat towards the boy with glasses. “It was just an accident, huh? I’ll give you a chance to apologise, then. Get on your knees and lіck all this water off the floor.”

Having just finished washing his clothes, Qin Mo now stood upright. At just sixteen years old, he was far from being considered big amongst the boys there. Shorter and thinner than the lot, even after training in the sun for so many days, his bare upper body showed no signs of tanning. He did develop some muscles, however. So like this, he stood there with lather-stained hands and a frosty expression while looking at Wang Jun like trash. “That’s enough.”

Qin Mo glanced at the mountain of clothes piled into glasses-boy’s basin and said nothing, only walking to grab his own basin and the detergent before squatting down to scrub his own clothes.

_{“What the hell are you doing?! Are you looking down on me? You would rather lіck the goddamn floor than do it for me just once?” Originally, Wang Jun was only teasing, but now he really had perverted thoughts in mind.}Most of the boys squatted over individual plastic basins while their upper halves were left bare. Squishes and gurgles erupted from their busy hands as they washed their clothes.

_{The boys from Jiang Shao’s little clique were all overjoyed as they listened in, going so far as to chime in. “Yeah, Wangzi! Give us a show!”}Qin Mo threw a glance the glasses-boy’s way, watching as he quietly tried to get on his feet. Sitting for so long may have made his limbs go numb, because as he tried to stand, his body wobbled, and to steady himself, he grabbed hold of the bedpost and accidentally flіcked some suds onto the lackey’s face.

The boys from Jiang Shao’s little clique were all overjoyed as they listened in, going so far as to chime in. “Yeah, Wangzi! Give us a show!”

_{{If I leave this place, will I never see Shen Zhuoyun again?}}Pissed, Wang Jun withdrew his readied fist. He had gone to bed early the night Qin Mo strangled Jiang Shao on the ground, so he never saw a thing. So he just couldn’t wrap his head around why Jiang Shao would give that little pet of Shen Zhuoyun any kind of respect.

If I leave this place, will I never see Shen Zhuoyun again?

_{When Qin Mo returned to his room, the group of boys had already cleaned the dormitory. The musty stench in the air was far less pungent, and the stink of sweat was completely gone. Now, the strongest fragrance in that room was the clean scent of laundry detergent.}Hearing some cheering him on made Wang Jun’s nerves grow bolder. Putting on a domineering air, he wound his finger into glasses-boy’s hair and leaned in close. “Did I not make myself clear? I said, lіck it.”

_{Note: When the bully boys are referring to themselves, they use masculine words that read more like Ore does in Japanese.}
Qin Mo’s voice was still changing, so the crackle in his tone was quite distinct. So when he spoke up, everyone knew who it was, and so the crowd turned their gazes on him.

Note: When the bully boys are referring to themselves, they use masculine words that read more like Ore does in Japanese.

_{Hearing some cheering him on made Wang Jun’s nerves grow bolder. Putting on a domineering air, he wound his finger into glasses-boy’s hair and leaned in close. “Did I not make myself clear? I said, lіck it.”}“What the hell are you doing?! Are you looking down on me? You would rather lіck the goddamn floor than do it for me just once?” Originally, Wang Jun was only teasing, but now he really had perverted thoughts in mind.

_{“I-I was wrong—I messed up. I really messed up. I’m sorry. I’m s-so sorry. Please, don’t…” With a face fully flushed and eyes on the verge of spilling tears, glasses-boy sputtered out apology after apology and pleas. Wang Jun refused to let him go, however, grabbing by the hair again to force the boy’s face against his crоtch.}
Having just finished washing his clothes, Qin Mo now stood upright. At just sixteen years old, he was far from being considered big amongst the boys there. Shorter and thinner than the lot, even after training in the sun for so many days, his bare upper body showed no signs of tanning. He did develop some muscles, however. So like this, he stood there with lather-stained hands and a frosty expression while looking at Wang Jun like trash. “That’s enough.”

_{Wang Jun was the real name of this lackey, but everyone just called him Wangzi. He was the one in the little gang riding on Jiang Shao’s coattail the hаrdest.}Skillswise, everything he knew about computing was learned on his own. He surprisingly discovered he had talent in this area, and the only ones to know about it were his grandfather and Qin Zhen.

_{{If I leave this place, will I never see Shen Zhuoyun again?}}“T-thank you.” Glasses-boy bowed his head and spoke in a voice so light it was closer to a mosquito's hum.

If I leave this place, will I never see Shen Zhuoyun again?

_{Pressing his lips in a line, Qin Mo let out a sigh and then climbed onto his bunk. He glanced at the still empty bed beside his own with not a crease on the sheets and blanket still folded into tofu-like chunks, then pulled a pen and piece of paper that were tucked under his own pillow.}
Suffering such a public humiliation, how could Wang Jun just let it all slide? So with swift steps, he made his way to Qin Mo before planting his fist into the other boy’s stomach, gritting, “You think you have guts? You wanna stick your neck out, huh? Then you do it. Use those lips of yours to service your Wang-ge.”

Pressing his lips in a line, Qin Mo let out a sigh and then climbed onto his bunk. He glanced at the still empty bed beside his own with not a crease on the sheets and blanket still folded into tofu-like chunks, then pulled a pen and piece of paper that were tucked under his own pillow.

_{{If I leave this place, will I never see Shen Zhuoyun again?}}After Qin Mo was done rinsing and hanging his clothes to dry, he found glasses-boy standing in the same place. With red circles around his eyes and lips moving to mouth unspoken words, Qin Mo soon noticed the boy was still muttering the words: Thank you.

If I leave this place, will I never see Shen Zhuoyun again?

_N/ABut what about Shen Zhuoyun?

N/A

_{“Move it.” One of Jiang Shao’s lackeys returned from the bathroom, and while tugging up his pants, he snarled at the glasses-boy squatting next to the bed. “How the hell am I supposed to do my laundry when you planted your aѕs right here, huh?” There were no clothes he had or intended to wash, however, because all of them were piled into the squatting boy’s basin.}“I-I-I… I’m s-s-sorry… I-it was an accident… I-I…” Glasses-boy trembled and stammered as he explained, but that only made the lackey more enraged. So much so that his foot slammed into the basin, kicking it over.

“B-but… it’s dirty. P-please, anything else, p-please…” Sputtering out incoherent pleas, with how much he had been beaten over the years, glasses-boy learned well how to yield.

_{“Oh,” the lackey scoffed. “So you wanna give me attitude, huh? You wanna start something, yeah?” Accident or not, the lackey was pissed—already pissed. So the suds on the face were inconsequential.}When Qin Mo returned to his room, the group of boys had already cleaned the dormitory. The musty stench in the air was far less pungent, and the stink of sweat was completely gone. Now, the strongest fragrance in that room was the clean scent of laundry detergent.

_{On the sheet of A4 paper were densely packed characters printed in black that were all code. Checking them over with a glance, Qin Mo then began writing in bursts.}
“I took this punch in his stead,” Qin Mo tіghtened his grip on Wang Jun, “so this matter ends here.”

On the sheet of A4 paper were densely packed characters printed in black that were all code. Checking them over with a glance, Qin Mo then began writing in bursts.

_{“Are you done?”}Qin Mo glanced at the mountain of clothes piled into glasses-boy’s basin and said nothing, only walking to grab his own basin and the detergent before squatting down to scrub his own clothes.

“Are you done?”

_{Jiang Shao, unlike the others, was lying on the bed with his legs pompously crossed while chewing on some sort of snack. Shen Zhuoyun wasn’t there, so it took him no time at all to swoop into the boss’ seat. As for his dirty laundry, those were piled high in glasses-boy’s basin.}Loosening his grip on Wang Jun, he dodged the flailing arm as he spoke. With his centre of gravity lost, Wang Jun stumbled forward before regaining his balance, still unwilling to concede and let the matter be.

_{Wang Jun was the real name of this lackey, but everyone just called him Wangzi. He was the one in the little gang riding on Jiang Shao’s coattail the hаrdest.}Usually, Qin Mo sweated a great deal given how much they trained, so his clothes would get soaked in perspiration, dry, and soaked again to the same result. After a week of this, the smell was anything but pleasant, and if it were not for Qin Mo washing his underclothes every day, he wouldn’t have been able to bear it.

_{Loosening his grip on Wang Jun, he dodged the flailing arm as he spoke. With his centre of gravity lost, Wang Jun stumbled forward before regaining his balance, still unwilling to concede and let the matter be.}
Loosening his grip on Wang Jun, he dodged the flailing arm as he spoke. With his centre of gravity lost, Wang Jun stumbled forward before regaining his balance, still unwilling to concede and let the matter be.

_{Qin Mo pretended he heard nothing and picked up his basin to pour out the dirty water.}Pressing his lips in a line, Qin Mo let out a sigh and then climbed onto his bunk. He glanced at the still empty bed beside his own with not a crease on the sheets and blanket still folded into tofu-like chunks, then pulled a pen and piece of paper that were tucked under his own pillow.

Qin Mo pretended he heard nothing and picked up his basin to pour out the dirty water.

_{Qin Mo pursed his lips tіghtly.}Anyhow, once he’s on the outside, Qin Mo planned to contact Qin Zhen to sell the progrаm in his hands. He doesn't yet know the value he’ll get for his code, but he knows anything he creates would certainly fetch him some reward.

Qin Mo pursed his lips tіghtly.

_{Acquiescing to his audience, Wang Jun then declared, “Alright, alright. Lоcking the floor is off the table. So how about you lіck what’s on my body instead?” After saying this, Wang Jun straightened his back, and because he had just come from the toilet, his pant zipper was still half-pulled down.}Pressing his lips in a line, Qin Mo let out a sigh and then climbed onto his bunk. He glanced at the still empty bed beside his own with not a crease on the sheets and blanket still folded into tofu-like chunks, then pulled a pen and piece of paper that were tucked under his own pillow.

_{Qin Mo pursed his lips tіghtly.}The boys from Jiang Shao’s little clique were all overjoyed as they listened in, going so far as to chime in. “Yeah, Wangzi! Give us a show!”

Qin Mo pursed his lips tіghtly.

_{Qin Mo accepted the first blow but used his hand to catch the second punch Wang Jun swung.}
“Wangzi,” Jiang Shao called out from his reclined position, “drop it.” His words were curt.

Qin Mo accepted the first blow but used his hand to catch the second punch Wang Jun swung.

_{Qin Mo’s voice was still changing, so the crackle in his tone was quite distinct. So when he spoke up, everyone knew who it was, and so the crowd turned their gazes on him.}“Ha, he’s so well-behaved!” The other boys chimed in again. “Wangzi, change it so he’ll lіck something else!” More and more they egged him on, their cheers mixing with the sound of pounding bed frаmes that rose in intensity, creating an eerie tune that made one’s hair stand on end.

Qin Mo’s voice was still changing, so the crackle in his tone was quite distinct. So when he spoke up, everyone knew who it was, and so the crowd turned their gazes on him.

_{Note: When the bully boys are referring to themselves, they use masculine words that read more like Ore does in Japanese.}N/A

Note: When the bully boys are referring to themselves, they use masculine words that read more like Ore does in Japanese.

_{Qin Mo threw a glance the glasses-boy’s way, watching as he quietly tried to get on his feet. Sitting for so long may have made his limbs go numb, because as he tried to stand, his body wobbled, and to steady himself, he grabbed hold of the bedpost and accidentally flіcked some suds onto the lackey’s face.}
From the beginning, Wang Jun’s handling of this matter was unreasonable, but it was fine if no one else stepped in. But since Qin Mo decided to step forward and protect the little glasses-dog, continuing to push the matter would make things unsavoury.

Qin Mo threw a glance the glasses-boy’s way, watching as he quietly tried to get on his feet. Sitting for so long may have made his limbs go numb, because as he tried to stand, his body wobbled, and to steady himself, he grabbed hold of the bedpost and accidentally flіcked some suds onto the lackey’s face.

_{Having just finished washing his clothes, Qin Mo now stood upright. At just sixteen years old, he was far from being considered big amongst the boys there.}Hearing some cheering him on made Wang Jun’s nerves grow bolder. Putting on a domineering air, he wound his finger into glasses-boy’s hair and leaned in close. “Did I not make myself clear? I said, lіck it.”

_{“Wangzi,” Jiang Shao called out from his reclined position, “drop it.” His words were curt.}Qin Mo pursed his lips tіghtly.

“Wangzi,” Jiang Shao called out from his reclined position, “drop it.” His words were curt.

_{Jiang Shao, unlike the others, was lying on the bed with his legs pompously crossed while chewing on some sort of snack. Shen Zhuoyun wasn’t there, so it took him no time at all to swoop into the boss’ seat. As for his dirty laundry, those were piled high in glasses-boy’s basin.}Usually, Qin Mo sweated a great deal given how much they trained, so his clothes would get soaked in perspiration, dry, and soaked again to the same result. After a week of this, the smell was anything but pleasant, and if it were not for Qin Mo washing his underclothes every day, he wouldn’t have been able to bear it.

_{“Oh,” the lackey scoffed. “So you wanna give me attitude, huh? You wanna start something, yeah?” Accident or not, the lackey was pissed—already pissed. So the suds on the face were inconsequential.}
Pissed, Wang Jun withdrew his readied fist. He had gone to bed early the night Qin Mo strangled Jiang Shao on the ground, so he never saw a thing. So he just couldn’t wrap his head around why Jiang Shao would give that little pet of Shen Zhuoyun any kind of respect.

_{Suffering such a public humiliation, how could Wang Jun just let it all slide? So with swift steps, he made his way to Qin Mo before planting his fist into the other boy’s stomach, gritting, “You think you have guts? You wanna stick your neck out, huh? Then you do it. Use those lips of yours to service your Wang-ge.”}“T-thank you.” Glasses-boy bowed his head and spoke in a voice so light it was closer to a mosquito's hum.

Suffering such a public humiliation, how could Wang Jun just let it all slide? So with swift steps, he made his way to Qin Mo before planting his fist into the other boy’s stomach, gritting, “You think you have guts? You wanna stick your neck out, huh? Then you do it. Use those lips of yours to service your Wang-ge.”

_{Usually, Qin Mo sweated a great deal given how much they trained, so his clothes would get soaked in perspiration, dry, and soaked again to the same result. After a week of this, the smell was anything but pleasant, and if it were not for Qin Mo washing his underclothes every day, he wouldn’t have been able to bear it.}Pressing his lips in a line, Qin Mo let out a sigh and then climbed onto his bunk. He glanced at the still empty bed beside his own with not a crease on the sheets and blanket still folded into tofu-like chunks, then pulled a pen and piece of paper that were tucked under his own pillow.

_{Loosening his grip on Wang Jun, he dodged the flailing arm as he spoke. With his centre of gravity lost, Wang Jun stumbled forward before regaining his balance, still unwilling to concede and let the matter be.}Glasses-boy paled in an instant, with not a word leaving his lips. Gaze fixed on the floor of soapy water, he slowly brought his head to the ground and hesitantly extended his tongue until Wang Jun wrenched him back up.

_{But what about Shen Zhuoyun?}
“T-thank you.” Glasses-boy bowed his head and spoke in a voice so light it was closer to a mosquito's hum.

But what about Shen Zhuoyun?

_{“I-I was wrong—I messed up. I really messed up. I’m sorry. I’m s-so sorry. Please, don’t…” With a face fully flushed and eyes on the verge of spilling tears, glasses-boy sputtered out apology after apology and pleas. Wang Jun refused to let him go, however, grabbing by the hair again to force the boy’s face against his crоtch.}Wang Jun was the real name of this lackey, but everyone just called him Wangzi. He was the one in the little gang riding on Jiang Shao’s coattail the hаrdest. Unlike Shen Zhuoyun, whose power was based on his strength alone and was enough on its own to dominate a group of ten—unlike Shen Zhuoyun, who never had formed a faction and had no one dare touch the smallest finger on his hand—Jiang Shao gathered many followers. It turns out that even bullies were capable of changing enough to fall into a group.

_{Qin Mo accepted the first blow but used his hand to catch the second punch Wang Jun swung.}Pissed, Wang Jun withdrew his readied fist. He had gone to bed early the night Qin Mo strangled Jiang Shao on the ground, so he never saw a thing. So he just couldn’t wrap his head around why Jiang Shao would give that little pet of Shen Zhuoyun any kind of respect.

Qin Mo accepted the first blow but used his hand to catch the second punch Wang Jun swung.

_{He believed there was no point in thanking him; after all, he had only protected him this one time for the sake of his own conscience. Seeing how glasses-boy was unable to toughen up and defend himself, his fate in that place was to be bullied.}“T-thank you.” Glasses-boy bowed his head and spoke in a voice so light it was closer to a mosquito's hum.

_N/AAs long as I can get out of that place, I…

N/A

_{On the outside, the amount of adult videos he watched was in no small number, and the few times he did it with his girlfriend, it was actually her getting him off with her mouth. So now that the opportunity presented itself, it was hаrd for him to reconsider and take it back. He really wanted glasses-boy to sυck him off once to take the edge off, and he refused to back down.}“I-I was wrong—I messed up. I really messed up. I’m sorry. I’m s-so sorry. Please, don’t…” With a face fully flushed and eyes on the verge of spilling tears, glasses-boy sputtered out apology after apology and pleas. Wang Jun refused to let him go, however, grabbing by the hair again to force the boy’s face against his crоtch.

_{Qin Mo pretended he heard nothing and picked up his basin to pour out the dirty water.}Pissed, Wang Jun withdrew his readied fist. He had gone to bed early the night Qin Mo strangled Jiang Shao on the ground, so he never saw a thing. So he just couldn’t wrap his head around why Jiang Shao would give that little pet of Shen Zhuoyun any kind of respect.

Qin Mo pretended he heard nothing and picked up his basin to pour out the dirty water.

_{Skillswise, everything he knew about computing was learned on his own. He surprisingly discovered he had talent in this area, and the only ones to know about it were his grandfather and Qin Zhen.}
He believed there was no point in thanking him; after all, he had only protected him this one time for the sake of his own conscience. Seeing how glasses-boy was unable to toughen up and defend himself, his fate in that place was to be bullied.

Skillswise, everything he knew about computing was learned on his own. He surprisingly discovered he had talent in this area, and the only ones to know about it were his grandfather and Qin Zhen.

_{Loosening his grip on Wang Jun, he dodged the flailing arm as he spoke. With his centre of gravity lost, Wang Jun stumbled forward before regaining his balance, still unwilling to concede and let the matter be.}What else is there to be expected from a father who knew nothing of his son’s congenital disease?

_{He believed there was no point in thanking him; after all, he had only protected him this one time for the sake of his own conscience. Seeing how glasses-boy was unable to toughen up and defend himself, his fate in that place was to be bullied.}Having just finished washing his clothes, Qin Mo now stood upright. At just sixteen years old, he was far from being considered big amongst the boys there. Shorter and thinner than the lot, even after training in the sun for so many days, his bare upper body showed no signs of tanning. He did develop some muscles, however. So like this, he stood there with lather-stained hands and a frosty expression while looking at Wang Jun like trash. “That’s enough.”

_{“Wangzi,” Jiang Shao called out from his reclined position, “drop it.” His words were curt.}On the sheet of A4 paper were densely packed characters printed in black that were all code. Checking them over with a glance, Qin Mo then began writing in bursts.

“Wangzi,” Jiang Shao called out from his reclined position, “drop it.” His words were curt.

_{“What the hell are you doing?! Are you looking down on me? You would rather lіck the goddamn floor than do it for me just once?” Originally, Wang Jun was only teasing, but now he really had perverted thoughts in mind.}
After Qin Mo was done rinsing and hanging his clothes to dry, he found glasses-boy standing in the same place. With red circles around his eyes and lips moving to mouth unspoken words, Qin Mo soon noticed the boy was still muttering the words: Thank you.

_{Hearing some cheering him on made Wang Jun’s nerves grow bolder. Putting on a domineering air, he wound his finger into glasses-boy’s hair and leaned in close. “Did I not make myself clear? I said, lіck it.”}Anyhow, once he’s on the outside, Qin Mo planned to contact Qin Zhen to sell the progrаm in his hands. He doesn't yet know the value he’ll get for his code, but he knows anything he creates would certainly fetch him some reward.

_{He believed there was no point in thanking him; after all, he had only protected him this one time for the sake of his own conscience. Seeing how glasses-boy was unable to toughen up and defend himself, his fate in that place was to be bullied.}
Pressing his lips in a line, Qin Mo let out a sigh and then climbed onto his bunk. He glanced at the still empty bed beside his own with not a crease on the sheets and blanket still folded into tofu-like chunks, then pulled a pen and piece of paper that were tucked under his own pillow.

_{“I took this punch in his stead,” Qin Mo tіghtened his grip on Wang Jun, “so this matter ends here.”}From the beginning, Wang Jun’s handling of this matter was unreasonable, but it was fine if no one else stepped in. But since Qin Mo decided to step forward and protect the little glasses-dog, continuing to push the matter would make things unsavoury.

“I took this punch in his stead,” Qin Mo tіghtened his grip on Wang Jun, “so this matter ends here.”

_{Before he got sent to that place, Qin Mo had discussed developing his own software progrаm with Qin Zhen. He would handle the coding, and Qin Zhen would handle the sale using his contacts.}Usually, Qin Mo sweated a great deal given how much they trained, so his clothes would get soaked in perspiration, dry, and soaked again to the same result. After a week of this, the smell was anything but pleasant, and if it were not for Qin Mo washing his underclothes every day, he wouldn’t have been able to bear it.

_{After Qin Mo was done rinsing and hanging his clothes to dry, he found glasses-boy standing in the same place. With red circles around his eyes and lips moving to mouth unspoken words, Qin Mo soon noticed the boy was still muttering the words: Thank you.}“What the hell are you doing?! Are you looking down on me? You would rather lіck the goddamn floor than do it for me just once?” Originally, Wang Jun was only teasing, but now he really had perverted thoughts in mind.

_{Wang Jun was the real name of this lackey, but everyone just called him Wangzi. He was the one in the little gang riding on Jiang Shao’s coattail the hаrdest.}Glasses-boy paled in an instant, with not a word leaving his lips. Gaze fixed on the floor of soapy water, he slowly brought his head to the ground and hesitantly extended his tongue until Wang Jun wrenched him back up.

_{Hearing some cheering him on made Wang Jun’s nerves grow bolder. Putting on a domineering air, he wound his finger into glasses-boy’s hair and leaned in close. “Did I not make myself clear? I said, lіck it.”}
On the sheet of A4 paper were densely packed characters printed in black that were all code. Checking them over with a glance, Qin Mo then began writing in bursts.

_{What about his father, Qin Hongjun?}Most of the boys squatted over individual plastic basins while their upper halves were left bare. Squishes and gurgles erupted from their busy hands as they washed their clothes.

What about his father, Qin Hongjun?

_{The overturned basin sent clothes, suds, and dirty water all over the concrete floor, which quickly darkened. The lackey's lips tugged into a sneer as he spat towards the boy with glasses. “It was just an accident, huh? I’ll give you a chance to apologise, then. Get on your knees and lіck all this water off the floor.”}
Before he got sent to that place, Qin Mo had discussed developing his own software progrаm with Qin Zhen. He would handle the coding, and Qin Zhen would handle the sale using his contacts. With money of his own, he would no longer be kept under Qin Hongjun’s thumb. So for the past six months, he busied himself with this project, and if not for him being sent to that place, his code would’ve all been complete and would enter the debugging phase.

“I took this punch in his stead,” Qin Mo tіghtened his grip on Wang Jun, “so this matter ends here.”

_{“Oh,” the lackey scoffed. “So you wanna give me attitude, huh? You wanna start something, yeah?” Accident or not, the lackey was pissed—already pissed. So the suds on the face were inconsequential.}“Move it.” One of Jiang Shao’s lackeys returned from the bathroom, and while tugging up his pants, he snarled at the glasses-boy squatting next to the bed. “How the hell am I supposed to do my laundry when you planted your aѕs right here, huh?” There were no clothes he had or intended to wash, however, because all of them were piled into the squatting boy’s basin.

_{“I-I was wrong—I messed up. I really messed up. I’m sorry. I’m s-so sorry. Please, don’t…” With a face fully flushed and eyes on the verge of spilling tears, glasses-boy sputtered out apology after apology and pleas. Wang Jun refused to let him go, however, grabbing by the hair again to force the boy’s face against his crоtch.}Acquiescing to his audience, Wang Jun then declared, “Alright, alright. Lоcking the floor is off the table. So how about you lіck what’s on my body instead?” After saying this, Wang Jun straightened his back, and because he had just come from the toilet, his pant zipper was still half-pulled down.

_{“B-but… it’s dirty. P-please, anything else, p-please…” Sputtering out incoherent pleas, with how much he had been beaten over the years, glasses-boy learned well how to yield.}
Skillswise, everything he knew about computing was learned on his own. He surprisingly discovered he had talent in this area, and the only ones to know about it were his grandfather and Qin Zhen.

“B-but… it’s dirty. P-please, anything else, p-please…” Sputtering out incoherent pleas, with how much he had been beaten over the years, glasses-boy learned well how to yield.

_{“Ha, he’s so well-behaved!” The other boys chimed in again. “Wangzi, change it so he’ll lіck something else!” More and more they egged him on, their cheers mixing with the sound of pounding bed frаmes that rose in intensity, creating an eerie tune that made one’s hair stand on end.}Anyhow, once he’s on the outside, Qin Mo planned to contact Qin Zhen to sell the progrаm in his hands. He doesn't yet know the value he’ll get for his code, but he knows anything he creates would certainly fetch him some reward.

_{After Qin Mo was done rinsing and hanging his clothes to dry, he found glasses-boy standing in the same place. With red circles around his eyes and lips moving to mouth unspoken words, Qin Mo soon noticed the boy was still muttering the words: Thank you.}After Qin Mo was done rinsing and hanging his clothes to dry, he found glasses-boy standing in the same place. With red circles around his eyes and lips moving to mouth unspoken words, Qin Mo soon noticed the boy was still muttering the words: Thank you.

_{“Are you done?”}Hearing some cheering him on made Wang Jun’s nerves grow bolder. Putting on a domineering air, he wound his finger into glasses-boy’s hair and leaned in close. “Did I not make myself clear? I said, lіck it.”

“Are you done?”

_{Note: When the bully boys are referring to themselves, they use masculine words that read more like Ore does in Japanese.}What else is there to be expected from a father who knew nothing of his son’s congenital disease?

Note: When the bully boys are referring to themselves, they use masculine words that read more like Ore does in Japanese.

_{“Ha, he’s so well-behaved!” The other boys chimed in again. “Wangzi, change it so he’ll lіck something else!” More and more they egged him on, their cheers mixing with the sound of pounding bed frаmes that rose in intensity, creating an eerie tune that made one’s hair stand on end.}Pissed, Wang Jun withdrew his readied fist. He had gone to bed early the night Qin Mo strangled Jiang Shao on the ground, so he never saw a thing. So he just couldn’t wrap his head around why Jiang Shao would give that little pet of Shen Zhuoyun any kind of respect.

_{Suffering such a public humiliation, how could Wang Jun just let it all slide? So with swift steps, he made his way to Qin Mo before planting his fist into the other boy’s stomach, gritting, “You think you have guts? You wanna stick your neck out, huh? Then you do it. Use those lips of yours to service your Wang-ge.”}
What else is there to be expected from a father who knew nothing of his son’s congenital disease?

“B-but… it’s dirty. P-please, anything else, p-please…” Sputtering out incoherent pleas, with how much he had been beaten over the years, glasses-boy learned well how to yield.

_{What about his father, Qin Hongjun?}Pissed, Wang Jun withdrew his readied fist. He had gone to bed early the night Qin Mo strangled Jiang Shao on the ground, so he never saw a thing. So he just couldn’t wrap his head around why Jiang Shao would give that little pet of Shen Zhuoyun any kind of respect.

What about his father, Qin Hongjun?

_{Having just finished washing his clothes, Qin Mo now stood upright. At just sixteen years old, he was far from being considered big amongst the boys there.}
Anyhow, once he’s on the outside, Qin Mo planned to contact Qin Zhen to sell the progrаm in his hands. He doesn't yet know the value he’ll get for his code, but he knows anything he creates would certainly fetch him some reward.

_{“I took this punch in his stead,” Qin Mo tіghtened his grip on Wang Jun, “so this matter ends here.”}Pressing his lips in a line, Qin Mo let out a sigh and then climbed onto his bunk. He glanced at the still empty bed beside his own with not a crease on the sheets and blanket still folded into tofu-like chunks, then pulled a pen and piece of paper that were tucked under his own pillow.

“I took this punch in his stead,” Qin Mo tіghtened his grip on Wang Jun, “so this matter ends here.”

_N/APissed, Wang Jun withdrew his readied fist. He had gone to bed early the night Qin Mo strangled Jiang Shao on the ground, so he never saw a thing. So he just couldn’t wrap his head around why Jiang Shao would give that little pet of Shen Zhuoyun any kind of respect.

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_{Anyhow, once he’s on the outside, Qin Mo planned to contact Qin Zhen to sell the progrаm in his hands. He doesn't yet know the value he’ll get for his code, but he knows anything he creates would certainly fetch him some reward.}“What the hell are you doing?! Are you looking down on me? You would rather lіck the goddamn floor than do it for me just once?” Originally, Wang Jun was only teasing, but now he really had perverted thoughts in mind.

_{Qin Mo pretended he heard nothing and picked up his basin to pour out the dirty water.}Skillswise, everything he knew about computing was learned on his own. He surprisingly discovered he had talent in this area, and the only ones to know about it were his grandfather and Qin Zhen.

Qin Mo pretended he heard nothing and picked up his basin to pour out the dirty water.

_{Qin Mo pretended he heard nothing and picked up his basin to pour out the dirty water.}
But what about Shen Zhuoyun?

Qin Mo pretended he heard nothing and picked up his basin to pour out the dirty water.

“I took this punch in his stead,” Qin Mo tіghtened his grip on Wang Jun, “so this matter ends here.”

Qin Mo pursed his lips tіghtly.

_{“T-thank you.” Glasses-boy bowed his head and spoke in a voice so light it was closer to a mosquito's hum.}What about his father, Qin Hongjun?

“T-thank you.” Glasses-boy bowed his head and spoke in a voice so light it was closer to a mosquito's hum.

_{Qin Mo pretended he heard nothing and picked up his basin to pour out the dirty water.}“Move it.” One of Jiang Shao’s lackeys returned from the bathroom, and while tugging up his pants, he snarled at the glasses-boy squatting next to the bed. “How the hell am I supposed to do my laundry when you planted your aѕs right here, huh?” There were no clothes he had or intended to wash, however, because all of them were piled into the squatting boy’s basin.

Qin Mo pretended he heard nothing and picked up his basin to pour out the dirty water.

_{“Wangzi,” Jiang Shao called out from his reclined position, “drop it.” His words were curt.}
If I leave this place, will I never see Shen Zhuoyun again?

“Wangzi,” Jiang Shao called out from his reclined position, “drop it.” His words were curt.

_{“Ha, he’s so well-behaved!” The other boys chimed in again. “Wangzi, change it so he’ll lіck something else!” More and more they egged him on, their cheers mixing with the sound of pounding bed frаmes that rose in intensity, creating an eerie tune that made one’s hair stand on end.}From the beginning, Wang Jun’s handling of this matter was unreasonable, but it was fine if no one else stepped in. But since Qin Mo decided to step forward and protect the little glasses-dog, continuing to push the matter would make things unsavoury.

_{Qin Mo’s voice was still changing, so the crackle in his tone was quite distinct. So when he spoke up, everyone knew who it was, and so the crowd turned their gazes on him.}If I leave this place, will I never see Shen Zhuoyun again?

Qin Mo’s voice was still changing, so the crackle in his tone was quite distinct. So when he spoke up, everyone knew who it was, and so the crowd turned their gazes on him.

_{“I took this punch in his stead,” Qin Mo tіghtened his grip on Wang Jun, “so this matter ends here.”}

“I took this punch in his stead,” Qin Mo tіghtened his grip on Wang Jun, “so this matter ends here.”

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Note: When the bully boys are referring to themselves, they use masculine words that read more like Ore does in Japanese.

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