Chapter 2.5

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T/N: This is the last part of chapter 2. :)
Mass update of chapter 3 today or tomorrow!!!!

Chapter 2.5 – Breeding Hate

“If you touch the piano again, I will break your hands.” With that sentence, Xue Zi Xuan walked away.

“Why?” Zhou Yun Sheng gritted his teeth and asked. His ten fingers were uncontrollably trembling because of the pain.

“The sound of your piano is like the walking dead with no soul.” When he said this sentence, the loathing was clear in his tone of voice.

The door of the room slammed with a bang, and silence rang loud in the piano room. Zhou Yun Sheng stood up and furrowed his eyebrows at his red and swollen fingers. His face was pale and white.

Xue Jing Yi, who was crackling with anger before, let out a silver bell-like laugh. Her slightly curved eyes were full of joy. She said slowly, “I remember warning you before, don’t enter the piano room, otherwise I’ll have Mom and Dad send you away. But forget it. Seeing that my brother has taught you a lesion, I’ll forgive you this time. There is no soul? Like the walking dead? How do you do it? That is the worst evaluation I have ever heard.”

She was very happy. All of her restless fears were relieved when she saw her brother almost crushing the youth’s phalanges. It was as if she had been waiting for this scene for a long time. Genius? Humph.

Zhou Yun Sheng did not respond to her satire and left in a hurry. Going back to his room, he heard the system announcing the completion of his task, but this did not extinguish the anger in his heart. Instead, he let out a fierce laugh.

“You predicted this situation long ago, isn’t that right? I am the villain. My role is to be repeatedly stuck down by the protagonist? F*ck. In what way was my piano playing bad?” He turned on the computer and used the software to play Early Morning. Resisting the pain of his fingers he said, “Look at this fingering technique, look at the pitch, look at the rhythm. This is perfection. This is the height of technical skills. It is superb! Where is it not good? What are you talking about? There is no soul? Walking dead? Tch. You don’t even understand perfection when you hear it!”

It was impossible for the system to give any response. Zhou Yun Sheng cursed for a while and then calmed down. He was preparing to sleep when Fu Bo pushed open his door with a taut face.

“I heard that you broke into the piano room today and angered the young master?” He was full of disdain and disgust, and warned coldly, “You can go anywhere in this house, but you can’t enter the piano room. If you commit another blunder, I will tell the mister and missus, and have you sent back to the countryside.”

This one and that one, they’re all using that sentence to threaten me. If you can then send me back now. That is exactly what this lao zi* wants! But do you dare? If you don’t dare then stop grumbling like a motherf*cker! Zhou Yun Sheng sneered in his heart. But he assumed a timid expression on his face, shrinking in the corner of the bed and did not dare to move, as if he was really scared.

[*Muse: 老子 lao zi: An exalted way of referring to oneself. “I, your father” (said in anger or out of contempt)]

Comparing the conditions of the Xue family and Xiao Liu Village, one was like the sky and the other was like the earth. Even living as a dog in the Xue family was better than living in Xiao Liu Village. Fu Bo used his own prejudices to measure the other, and thought that the youth must be reluctant to leave. Seeing that he knew his place and was afraid, he threw a medicine box over. “Tend to yourself, I don’t have time.”

Zhou Yun Sheng nodded. He took out the ointment and applied it on his red and swollen fingers. The knuckles could still move. It seemed to not be broken, but he didn’t know if the bones were cracked. Unless the Xue family was willing to take him to the hospital to have an X-ray done. But he already knew that it was impossible. Never mind breaking ten fingers, even if his limbs were wasted, as long as the heart was whole and hale, they would not care.

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