Little Terrified Bun

ghtning speed.
He cooly crossed his arms, stared down at little Wei Jing condescendingly and lectured, “Be careful next time, don’t be so stupid.
You’re so dumb.”

Xu Jiahui: I’m so cool!

A cloud of black lines appeared above Wei Jing’s forehead.
The “domineering president”* pose, the accompanying words…..
oh, no! So shameful.
(*Translator Note: from the Badao Zongcai (roughly means domineering company president/CEO) trope in Chinese novels)

After being pushed to the ground, the fat boy stood up angrily and aimed his fist at the boy in return.
Darn it! How dare this good-for-nothing Xu Jiahui push him! Watch him slam him down with his weight… As soon as he landed his first hit, his opponent unavoidably started fighting back.
The two went back and forth, but both were too scared to swing their hardest.
And so the fight became almost child’s play; the crowd was dumbfounded.

These were the two little overlords of the class – nobody dared step in to break up the fight.
A silence fell on the entire classroom, and only the grunts and curses of the two could be heard.

Wei Jing thought to himself, he definitely grew up, he couldn’t understand the minds of these children any more.

“Stop fighting, you two.” Buddha said, if I don’t enter hell, who will? Wei Jing gritted his teeth and forced himself between the two.
The fat boy couldn’t contain his power in time, and his fist came crashing down on the child’s frail shoulders.

“Y-y-you…” the chubby kid stuttered, “who let you into the fight? Does it hurt? Do you want to see a doctor, your arm didn’t break, right?” He looked like he was about to cry again.

Wei Jing rubbed his slightly aching shoulders, shocked by the boy’s words.
Was….
was he worried about him?

“Who told you to hit so hard..” Xu Jiahui circled around the boy nervously, and said, “I’ll carry you to the nurse’s office.”

Great! Wei Jing squinted his eyes as a glint of inspiration hit him.
A few drops of pitiful tears formed in his eyes; looking as if he was about to cry, he said, “I’m not hurt.
Stop fighting you guys, it’s almost time for class.”

“No, no, we’re not going to fight,” the two boys said together.

Nice, plan was a success!

Somehow he felt… a bit wronged that his past self got bullied! Who would’ve known that these two goons were such cowards! Just a few feigned tears was all it took to scare them like this.