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Chapter 243 - 241. The First Punishment! (Fourth Update)_1

Chapter 243: 241. The First Punishment! (Fourth Update)_1

The reason Ren He looked so bizarre was that the Divine Punishment System suddenly spoke up, but it wasn’t about rewards; it was about punishment!

"Host has received a poor evaluation for completing the task, and is consequently punished with a three-day lisp," said the Divine Punishment System calmly.

Ren He was completely dumbfounded on the spot, okay? It wasn’t that he hadn’t completed the task, but that his completion of the task was rated poorly! Damn it, a lisp for three days!

What’s the situation, had he not invited a female classmate? Had he not gone to the dance? Why would he still get such an evaluation?

Could it be that the Divine Punishment System required him to dance with the opposite sex other than Yang Xi? That he couldn’t just do other stuff? But you damn well didn’t specify that, did you!

Ren He felt like he was just smacked in the face by the Divine Punishment System, alright? This was too much of a trap! This was his first time being issued a punishment, totally lured into it, and to think he was previously proud of having solved this task perfectly. The slap in the face came too quickly and unexpectedly.

If he had known such a loophole wouldn’t work, Ren He would have used his exemption right away, and he hurriedly asked in his mind: "Can I use my exemption right now?"

If he didn’t use the exemption, facing a three-day lisp, he wouldn’t even want to open his mouth to speak. What if a teacher calls on him during class? Should he answer or not?

Even if he didn’t know the answer, he’d have to honestly admit his ignorance; what’s the deal with keeping mum, anyway?! Plus, Yang Lan had recently taken great pleasure in questioning members of the Qinghe Club aside from Yang Xi, focusing particularly on Liu Bing, with him and Jiang Haoyang just being swept along. It had gotten to the point where Liu Bing and Jiang Haoyang were striving to improve out of sheer necessity — who could withstand being questioned every day?!

Being able to exempt himself would be best. After all, he still had four exemption rights left — plenty to spare.

"No," said the Divine Punishment System calmly.

But why did Ren He feel like the Divine Punishment System was suppressing a laugh beneath that calm tone? Can he even play properly anymore? What a divine pitfall! It was clear that the Divine Punishment System was out to screw with him, wasn’t it? So you can’t use exemption rights after a punishment has been issued? This must be intentional!

Yang Xi suddenly noticed that Ren He’s complexion was off and asked, "President, what’s wrong with you?" Yang Xi especially liked calling Ren He "President" now.

Ren He, with his mouth closed and brows furrowed, had a contemplative expression. How was he supposed to respond, with his inevitable lisp?

However, the more he remained silent, the more worried Yang Xi became: "What’s wrong with you?"

The sound of Yang Xi’s voice drew everyone’s attention to Ren He: "What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

"I’m fine," Ren He tried to say, but as soon as he opened his mouth, his lisp made his speech incomprehensible, and immediately after, he regretted speaking!

Everyone was startled by his strange articulation. Jiang Haoyang burst into laughter: "Oh my goodness, Ren He, what happened to you, why have you developed a lisp?"

Ren He wished he could hit him with the Tear Potion...

"What happened? How did this happen," Yang Xi asked with concern, looking at Ren He. They all realized Ren He wasn’t joking with them; his speech problem was real.

I’m just as desperate here, what can I do, Ren He thought, amused yet frustrated. Thankfully, this lisp would only last for three days, or it would really be a joke.

He typed in the Qinghe Club’s chat group: "A bit overheated, I’m fine, really fine, will recover in two or three days."

The crowd eyed him doubtfully; he seemed genuine enough about being okay, but explaining away a lisp as overheating seemed a bit too convenient...

Making Ren He talk had become everyone’s greatest pleasure throughout the evening, and Ren He was bewildered. Was it really okay to build happiness on someone else’s misery?

But actually, this was what true friends were like. You tease him, he teases you, knowing neither of you would really get mad — the perfect teasing buddies.

Ren He thought it was a blessing to have made these friends since coming to No.4 Middle School, but he still chose not to speak, conversing through text in the group chat instead.

Later in the evening, as a few of the boys got more drunk, Ren He chuckled to himself — now that everyone had a bit of a lisp, it didn’t matter anymore, so he started speaking with his own lisp as well.

Although everyone was a bit tongue-tied, his was particularly noticeable...

It was downright infuriating!

That evening, he wanted to call Yang Lan to ask for a couple of days off, but the thought of how the person on the other end of the line would laugh at the sound of his speech made Ren He hang up the phone again.

This truly reeked of despair.

The next day at school, he kept his mouth shut. Liu Bing and Jiang Haoyang knew to crack jokes within limits and didn’t let other students find out about Ren He’s sudden speech impediment, after all, it was also about the face of the Qinghe Club.

However, right in the first class with Yang Lan, Yang Lan suddenly said, "Ren He, stand up and answer this question."

Ren He’s slim hope instantly shattered, and he stood up slowly, trying to express himself as succinctly as possible, "Don’t know."

He meant he didn’t know the answer, and at that moment, he had to say he didn’t. If he did know, wouldn’t that mean having to say even more?

Yang Lan suddenly paused, "What did you say?"

Ren He, with a dark face, said, "Don’t know."

"Hahaha, what’s wrong with your tongue? Straighten it out and talk to me," Yang Lan laughed loudly. He had noticed during class that Ren He was always avoiding his eye contact and felt that there was a problem, which is why he called Ren He to answer. And this inquiry revealed the problem—Ren He had a speech impediment!

Straighten it out! Straighten your ass! Ren He was completely flustered at that moment, "Teach-er, me don’t know."

Teacher, I don’t know.

Yang Lan nearly cried with laughter at the lectern, and Ren He’s face grew even darker. Was this really a proper teacher?! Was this really a respectable class advisor?!

Screw this!

Ren He then tossed the Tear Potion at Yang Lan, as well as at Liu Bing and Jiang Haoyang, the two who laughed the most heartlessly, enjoying his misery. It seemed that no one remembered that he had the talent to make anyone cry by simply staring at them if he didn’t demonstrate it for a few days!

Yang Lan, Liu Bing, and Jiang Haoyang, these three irreverent jokers, burst into tears on the spot, crying so hard that tears flew outward.

However, they were both laughing and crying at the same time—was this the origin of the idiom ’crying while laughing’? The whole class was baffled, spending half the period watching Yang Lan on the lectern alternating between laughter and tears. Yang Lan, Liu Bing, and Jiang Haoyang also wanted to stop, but they simply couldn’t!

What Ren He never expected, though, was that this incident made him famous once again.

Rumors flew far and wide: "The president of the Qinghe Club suddenly developed a speech impediment and laughed their teacher to tears!"

Laughed to tears...

Ren He felt as if his entire life’s wisdom was destroyed in that single moment, with only Yang Xi comforting him via text message, "Actually, it’s not that funny, hahaha!"

Hmph, life truly has no love left to offer.

But it was through this very incident that Ren He understood one thing: the Divine Punishment System was a real scam!

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