Chapter 25 I’m Not Sure If You’re Running a Fever or Just Being Horny

Chapter 25 I'm Not Sure If You're Running a Fever or Just Being Horny

"Can it be? Are variety shows now filled with hidden talents? Even someone from the system is invited?!"

"I said, how did this brother's features turn out so upright and proper? Turns out he has this background?!"

"Speaking of which, is it allowed for those in the system to take on part-time jobs? Unless..."

"Unless he's an undercover agent!"

The night owls in the live stream grew more spirited with each guess. Some curious individuals began digging into details, from his debut through talent shows, to his breakout role in web dramas, and even to survival variety shows... they were almost ready to find his birth certificate at the hospital.

In just a couple of minutes, their efforts nearly exposed everything.

Yuan Feng was completely unaware until his subordinates started yelling, which brought him back to his senses.

"Let go! Let go of me!"

"You crazy bastard, Yuan Feng!"

"My hand is going to break again!"

Yuan Feng slowly got up, his eyes still dazed, "......"

Faced with Lu Yuanhang's fierce glare, he had no idea how to explain himself.

From a distance came a light voice, "He's sleepwalking. Don't wake him up; it could cause a mental breakdown."

Hearing this, Yuan Feng suddenly felt a surge of energy.

That's right,

I'm sleepwalking!

Acting like a cop in my dreams!

With this thought, his expression became even more bewildered. He turned and went back to his bed, resuming his sleeping position as if nothing had happened.

Everything seemed to have never occurred, except for Lu Yuanhang, who felt extremely aggrieved.

He endured the pain and got up, seeing Yuan Feng "sleeping soundly," his anger boiled over, "What are you pretending for?! Is murder during sleepwalking not a crime?!"

After cursing, Lu Yuanhang turned around and noticed that everyone in the dormitory acted as if it was none of their business, not even one person dared to speak up. A cold smile appeared on his face as he quickly walked to Jian Li's bed.

"Was it you who said Yuan Feng was sleepwalking?!"

"Do you have any proof? Are you defending him just to get back at me?"

"Every time you donated blood, it was your choice. Now why are you acting so wronged?"

At this point, Jian Li couldn't pretend to be asleep anymore; it wouldn't do justice to the fans watching. So he lifted his head, propping it up with one hand.

The moonlight filtering through the curtains accentuated his striking features, making him look rebellious and defiant. "You're right, I am wronged, and I want revenge."

"Since I can't get my blood back, seeing you suffer makes me feel quite good."

"Bastard! You're asking for it!" Lu Yuanhang, enraged, raised his hand to strike Jian Li.

But before he could, a leg shot out from under the blanket, kicking him squarely in the abdomen.

"Ugh—"

Lu Yuanhang clutched his stomach and crouched down in pain.

Jian Li glanced at the camera in the corner, "See clearly, this was self-defense."

"Haha, Brother Li is so cute, explaining it all. Yes, Lu Yuanhang clearly had murderous intent first. I can testify to that!"

"Poor Lu Yuanhang, always getting beaten up in these shows, but why does it feel so satisfying? My breasts even feel better!"

"Is it okay to glorify violence like this? If this were your child being bullied, wouldn't you stand up for them? I would! As a father, I'd give him two more slaps!"

"Looks like we have allies here. I'll put away my thirty-meter-long knife!"

"......"

Lu Yuanhang hid in the bathroom, his voice full of resentment and malice, "Beat Jian Li's father to death, and cut off his brother's tuition fees."

"Hmph, let's see who's tougher!"

---

The next day, it rained continuously.

The training ground was covered in mud pits.

Although this weather made live streaming difficult, it was perfect for close combat training.

Feng Dayuan had spoken with the Red Team's commander last night. Judging from the other side's furious attitude, the next hill battle was a must-win, and there would be no holding back.

Of course, he didn't back down, boasting boldly.

But after hanging up, he felt a bit uneasy.

After all, they were all celebrities, and their actual combat skills were still unknown.

The Red Team had been trained in real-life combat scenarios. If they went all out, what if they injured the pampered guests?

How would they explain it to the fans?

Feng Dayuan thought for a moment and decided to probe first. If the skills were too poor, he would admit defeat and cancel the upcoming competition.

Thus, at 8:10 in the morning, half an hour after breakfast,

the loudspeaker on the training field rang out,

"Assembly! Prepare for training!"

"Be assembled within three minutes!"

"Assembly—"

Lu Yuanhang hadn't slept well last night. Hearing the announcement, he muttered softly from his bed,

"Is this never-ending? Is it fun to torment people like this?"

He got up and glanced outside at the rain, then started coughing, "It's so cold."

Just as Huo Xiao was passing by, Lu Yuanhang hurriedly called out, "Brother Xiao, can you help me find the medical staff? I think I have a fever."

"No," Huo Xiao refused without turning back.

"Why?!" Lu Yuanhang's expression turned uncontrollable.

"I'm not sure if you're running a fever or just being a nuisance." Huo Xiao left with that remark, exiting the dormitory.

The live chat exploded with laughter,

"Hahaha, who knew Brother Xiao is such an expert at spotting troublemakers! Lu Yuanhang has nowhere to act up now!"

"Come on, how obvious can it be? Suddenly having a fever right before assembly? What a noble excuse for avoiding training!"

"Luckily, my Brother Xiao has no extra sympathy. Watching this is so satisfying; otherwise, I'd definitely cyberbully Lu Yuanhang!"

Regardless of whether anyone helped call for medical assistance, Lu Yuanhang decided to resist the training.

He stayed under the covers, waiting for the staff to come looking for him, then he would make up some excuses.

But outside, the assembly had been going on for a while, and there was no sign of anyone coming for him.

It seemed like they were treating him as if he didn't exist or had completely given up on him.

This made Lu Yuanhang even more frustrated.

—

Feng Dayuan stood in the rain without an umbrella, and the other guests did the same.

He noticed someone missing but didn't care much, since that guest was good for nothing except causing trouble. He paused and then said, "Today's training session is free sparring."

"Two people per pair, stop when the point is made."

Feng Dayuan squinted his eyes and pointed, "Jian Li, you and Huo Xiao, any issues with that?"

"No problem."

Jian Li nodded.

Huo Xiao nodded.

The two walked to the center.

The fans watching the live stream held their breath,

"What?! My OTP is going to fight?!"

"This scene is too cruel, I can't watch!"

"Brother Xiao exercises regularly and has won a gold belt. Will he go easy on Jian Li?"

"Praying, praying—"

The rain grew heavier, blurring the view.

Jian Li wiped his face, a slight smile forming, "Brother Xiao, don't hold back later."

Huo Xiao's gaze darkened, "Alright."

Then, the two tall figures moved swiftly closer.

After a few rounds, they were evenly matched.

Since crossing over, Jian Li hadn't fought so freely,

gradually losing himself in the moment, plus the rain blocking his vision,

he kicked with one foot and followed with a wild grab,

"Ugh—"

Huo Xiao grunted, grabbing his wrist, his voice strained,

"That's a bit unfair, isn't it?"