Chapter 6: The Highest Realm of Verbal Abuse

"Teacher Li, please come to the office with me. There is something to discuss." Director Feng adjusted his mood and called out to Li Zhoumin.

"Alright, Director Feng. Don't stop the game, classmate Huang Ye, you take charge of hosting, and everyone must cooperate." After greeting him, Teacher Li turned back and gave Huang Ye a mysterious smile. "See you tomorrow."

See you tomorrow? How could there be a music class tomorrow? It seemed that music, physical education, and art classes combined only amounted to six periods a week. What on earth did Teacher Li mean by that? Huang Ye was utterly baffled. Watching Teacher Li leave with the Dean of Students, he was just about to resume the game when the students below protested.

"What game? Sing it again, Huang Ye!"

"It was so good, once is never enough. At least ten times!"

"Haha, I recorded it. I'm going to put it on a loop all night."

"Huang Ye, didn't you say you wrote several songs? Give us another one!"

"That's right, I almost forgot. Huang Ye, sing another one and I'll treat you to lunch!"

"Another one +1! Keep the formation in the back."

"Another one +2! Keep the formation in the back."

"Another one +3! Keep the formation in the back."

"Two more +4! Professional formation-breaker for a hundred years."

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"How can I sing without an accompaniment?" Huang Ye rolled his eyes. "You expect me to sing a cappella?"

"A cappella is fine, our standards aren't that high," Gong Yanhao shouted loudly from below.

Well, it seemed he had no choice but to sing. Dropping his hesitation, Huang Ye cleared his throat, cupped one hand in the other before his chest, and began:

Friends from the north and south, those who've been to America, those who've traveled to Hong Kong,

Those who've roamed the south and braved the north, climbed mountains and played in the waters,

Studied abroad and visited the Americas, kissed on the streets and made no secret of it.

This King of Songs has just emerged, appeared on Central Television,

Featured in blogs and newspapers, known by everyone across the country,

If you say you haven't seen it, it proves your house has no signal.

My songs, are they good? Known everywhere throughout the land,

To see if the quality holds up, a single tune right here will prove it.

To judge if the quality is top-notch, just ask Premier Yang Jiabao.

Talk is cheap and boasts are grand, let the facts speak for themselves.

Holding exclusive patent rights, exported to America and the Soviet Union.

Selling quite well over there, even peddling to Britain and Iraq.

My songs aren't expensive at all, three yuan a piece is hardly much,

No need to pick, no need to search, every single one is equally good.

The king of kings, the best of the best, whichever one you choose is great.

Can't buy a house, can't buy a car, can't go to America or Singapore.

You shell out the cash, I sing the tune, bringing joy and laughter to the whole family.

Oh my goodness gracious, that nearly suffocated me!" Delivering it all in one breath, Huang Ye's face turned red and his neck swelled.

"Hahaha, awesome, simply too awesome!"

"Incredible, truly incredible!"

"I don't even respect my own mother, but I respect you!"

"Are you about to fly up to the heavens?"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for gaining 1 point of fame value, sourced from Liu Xiang."

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for gaining 1 point of fame value, sourced from Gong Yanhao."

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for gaining 1 point of fame value, sourced from Luoluo."

"Current celebrity/fame value is 107. Would you like to draw a prize?"

"No. Let's save it up for now," Huang Ye refused, considering he still had a forced gender-transition task hanging over his head.

Hao Mei heard the uproar in Class 17 from far away. Looking around, she thought, *Director Feng hasn't shown up? They are taking me too lightly.* Fine, if you won't discipline them, I will. *Tap tap tap tap*, Hao Mei trotted all the way and stormed into Class 17.

"Have you all lost your minds? Are you trying to rebel? This is a classroom, and this is class time! What are you all doing? Do you have any basic decency? Have you no shame, huh? Where is your teacher? The class monitor? The discipline committee member? Is anyone going to manage this?" Hao Mei stood with her hands on her hips, firing on all cylinders, spitting everywhere—a textbook image of a shrew.

"Teacher Li and the Dean went outside," Huang Ye said.

"Who are you? Are you the class monitor? Even if you are the class monitor, does that give you the right to disrupt classroom order here at will? Who gave you that authority? Get down here right now!" Hao Mei snapped at anyone in sight, and seeing Huang Ye standing on the platform, she let loose a torrent of abuse.

Huang Ye recognized her as the head teacher of neighboring Class 18. Even though he had forgotten most of his high school classmates and teachers from his past life, the impression this woman had left on him was far too deep. Forget about forgetting her; even two lifetimes later, he would never forget this bizarre character from Wolong High School. He remembered clearly that during the first semester of his second year in high school in his previous life, the county discipline inspection office received an anonymous举报 letter. The letter detailed dozens of crimes committed by Vice Principal Wang Li of Wolong Senior High School—who happened to be Hao Mei's brother-in-law. These included embezzling public funds, accepting bribes, secretly reselling admission slots, colluding with local gangs to suppress rivals, harassing female students, keeping multiple mistresses, and so on. The amount involved totaled over nine million yuan. In 2008, the purchasing power of nine million yuan was entirely comparable to tens of millions fourteen years later. Even more jaw-droppingly, Vice Principal Wang actually had an improper relationship with his own sister-in-law. Huang Ye remembered very clearly that once this news broke in his past life, the entire county was shaken. Vice Principal Wang was subjected to "Shuanggui" (investigated internally), and Hao Mei was stripped of her position. It truly lived up to the saying: good deeds are rewarded with good, and evil deeds with evil. If retribution hasn't come yet, it's simply because the time hasn't arrived. Calculating the time, this despicable pair had very few good days left. Thinking of this, Huang Ye asked the system in his mind, "Do you have any items that let you curse people without using dirty words?"

"Yes, the intermediate item 'Curse God Talisman'. Once used, the Curse God possesses the user for one hour, making their cursing skills invincible under heaven. Valued at 1,000 fame points."

"What? 1,000 fame points? Why don't you just go rob a bank? This isn't even a permanent item, why is it so expensive?" Huang Ye was depressed to death.

"You get what you pay for. If you can't afford to buy it, you can rent it. 50 fame points per minute. Do you want it or not? Think about the way this fat hag cursed at you—aren't you angry? Don't you hate her?"

"Fine, you're taking advantage of my distress, but I accept. I'll rent it for two minutes! I'll make sure she spits blood from anger."

"Ding! Host has rented the 'Curse God Talisman' for two minutes, deducting 100 fame points. Host's remaining fame balance is 7 points."

Well, he was dirt poor again. All of Huang Ye's accumulated resentment and anger erupted, and opening his mouth at Hao Mei, he let loose a barrage of insults.

"Which psychiatric hospital didn't lock its doors properly and let you wander out? Who are you? Do you think I know you? Don't assume that just because you look somewhat human, I'll treat you like one. You're nothing more than an advanced, incompletely evolved life form, a genetically mutated alien. An abandoned infant of Mount Everest's Yeti, the culprit behind a septic tank blockage. A kindergarten-level high schooler, a frog-headed victim of congenital Down syndrome. The descendant of an African person and a black boar, a yin-yang-imbalanced chimpanzee. Look at yourself—you look like the scene of a car crash. Your appearance is truly creative, your survival takes real courage, and your face looks like it was hacked by flying sand and rocks using supernatural axe-work. Truly, living you waste air, dying you waste land, and being half-dead you waste RMB!"

"You..." Hao Mei's face turned livid.

"What 'you' what 'you'? Your looks are truly beyond flattery... so down-bad that you drag down internet speeds. This face of yours has features more prominent than a pelvis. Look at those teeth of yours, like stars in the sky—vibrantly colored and widely spaced apart. And look at those two lips, sliced up they could fill a massive serving dish. Did you even know that the smell coming off you is like a goldfish that's been dead for days?"

"You... you..." Hao Mei's face turned purplish.

"The moment you step outside, truly, 'birds fly away from a thousand mountains, human tracks vanish from ten thousand paths.' Look at you coming in all furious, looking like you've got diabetes. If you're sick, go get treatment, don't come looking for me—I'm not a veterinarian."

"You... you... you..." Hao Mei's face turned black.

"You're just like a bitter melon, dressed so coolly yet tasting so bitter. You walk around with your chest puffed out as if afraid the world doesn't know you're flat-chested. If you chased me stark naked for two kilometers, even if I turned my head back once, it would mean I'm a hooligan! Don't assume that because your looks are rare, we should treat you as precious. Let me tell you, your life summed up in eight characters is: an absurd birth, and a pathetic death...!"

"You... you... you... you... *Puff!*" Hao Mei's face shifted through cyan, purple, and black, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.

The students were stunned dumb, staring in shock, and completely terrified.

The eccentric anomaly of Wolong High School,

The head teacher of Class 18,

Vice Principal Wang's sister-in-law,

Hao Mei,

Driven by Huang Ye's words,

Actually spat blood from anger!!!