Chapter 97 – The Duel of the Youngest Childhood Friends

“It’s no fun, Ming you’re not responding at all.”

Lin Jingyi had wanted to see Cheng Ming’s lowly voice begging for mercy saying “No, help, spare me” and use this to get back a little bit of revenge.

It wasn’t fair that she was the only one who got to see so much ugliness from Kotomine.

“It’s not like there’s no reaction at all, in fact I’ve been holding it in.”

Lin Jingyi grasped his thighs with one hand to keep her balance, while the other hand poked at her calves, her chest pressed right between her legs, causing Cheng Ming’s body to repeatedly bounce sideways between soft and hard.

“Really? Didn’t lie to me?” Lin Jingyi asked suspiciously.

“Of course it’s true, I can’t hold it in.”

“Uh-huh.”

Lin Jingyi hummed softly, her heart pressed not believing all of it.

Lin Jingyi’s body turned a hundred and eighty degrees, changing from lying on Cheng Ming’s lap to lying with her legs bent.

“Xiaoming, randomly recite Guan Ju.”

“Eh, didn’t we agree not to read today?”

“It’s good to learn from the past, and you can’t leave behind what you memorized.”

Cheng Ming had to memorize it from beginning to end.

“Write about Guan Ju and Wakey Wakey?”

After each recitation, Lin Jingyi would also deliberately pick out such sentences that would often be tested for him to mime.

There was no pen and paper at hand, so Cheng Ming grabbed Lin Jingyi’s hand and flattened her palm.

Use your finger as a pen and write on your palm, reciting the radicals or strokes as you go.

Her palm was slightly hot and a little itchy to the touch, Lin Jingyi’s attention was not at all on what words Cheng Ming had written, and she looked at Cheng Ming’s chin and froze.

After memorizing a few more poems, Cheng Ming, whose mouth was dry, licked his lips and said, “I’m a little thirsty, I’m going to go buy some water, Jing Jing what would you like to drink? Coca-Cola?”

“To quench your thirst it’s better to drink mineral water.” Lin Jingyi suggested.

“I’ll be right back then, wait for me.”

Cheng Ming placed Lin Jingyi, who was on his lap, lightly on the bench and went to find the school’s kiosk.

Lin Jingyi looked at the light and shadows of the leaves falling in a whirling fashion and raised her hand to shield her eyes.

Alone and solitary in an unfamiliar environment, wrapped in an unprecedented sense of loneliness, the emotions of loneliness and sadness flooded the mind.

Isn’t it better to go with Ming?

Lin Jingyi, who had just sat up, suddenly had a black eye and was covered by a pair of large, cold, wet hands.

“Guess who I am?”

“Ming! Are you using my face as a rag?” Lin Jingyi feinted.

“I’m using it as an artificial ice pack for you.”

Lin Jingyi grabbed Cheng Ming’s hand and moved it down to hold her neck, cold droplets of water flowing in through her collar and seeping into her underwear.

Lin Jingyi couldn’t help but narrow her eyes and shiver.

Then the second drop, the third.

I can’t. It’s going to break.

Lin Jingyi pushed Cheng Ming away and wiped the water stains on her neck.

“Here, cold mineral water.”

Cheng Ming handed over a bottle of mineral water, shaking it a bit, the ice inside would still clunk.

Lin Jingyi held the mineral water and pressed it against her forehead, showing a cozy expression.

“This bottle is room temperature.”

“Why don’t they all buy cold mineral water? Out of stock?”

“I’ll drink the iced one, you drink the room temperature one, girls tend to mess up their bodies by drinking ice water.”

Although Cheng Ming does not know what days Jing Jing’s period is and whether it has arrived yet, but the midterm examination is approaching, it is better to take precautions, and we can’t just try to have a momentary pleasure, sustainable development is the right way.

“Jing Jing you don’t seem to drink much water when you’re in school.”

Except for a few mouthfuls of iced tea poured by Chen Ziyi yesterday, Cheng Ming had barely seen Jing drink water, at least not in the past two months.

“Ah, I accidentally broke my water glass earlier. Anyway, every time I carry a bottle of water to school, and then I carry a good bottle of water home, without moving.”

“You can get heatstroke in the summer if you don’t hydrate properly, and there will definitely be people collapsing from heatstroke during the three days of the midterm exams, so you need to hydrate well and properly as well.”

Physical management is also a key part of the exam, and there are many people who miss the exam or fail to perform well because of diarrhea, vacation, colds, or family changes.

Cheng Ming’s previous life can also be said to be a family change that led to a fall from grace.

But it is also partly due to self-loathing and sinking into depravity.

“But if you drink too much water during a test you’ll want to go to the bathroom, and you can’t go to the bathroom during a test, so it’s better to drink less or not drink at all.”

“It is said that when you hold your urine during the exam and go to pee in order to finish writing the questions earlier, one’s brain will run at a fast pace and one’s concentration will be more focused, and there is also a study done by a specialized university abroad that the more distended the bladder is, the higher the rate of correctness in doing multiple-choice questions is.”

“What kind of university is this, study such boring things, hold your urine, full of only thinking about peeing, the brain is blank, what knowledge is forgotten, only do multiple-choice questions also because multiple-choice questions have the lowest difficulty, there is still a probability that you can get it right, hold your urine to write a neatly written 600-word essay to see.”

Well, you can’t generalize about people’s physiques, some people just hold their urine to think clearly and have a flash of insight.

It’s like a procrastinating novelist or painter who is rushing to the death line and can’t explode into true power until the last minute.

“Do all novelists hold their pee to write their books? Sooner or later, they’re going to screw up their bodies, aren’t they.”

“Metaphorically, metaphorically, not really holding my pee.”

Cheng Ming almost wanted to kneel down and give thanks to all the novelists and painters in the world.

“Jing Jing, why don’t we do a pre-exam special?” Cheng Ming said with a sudden thought.

“Special training? Betting on questions? In fact, the only questions you really have to bet on are the last questions in math and physics, right?”

“It’s not betting, it’s holding your pee.”

“Special training to hold urine? Why do you need special training for such a strange and …… perverted thing ah, this kind of skill can’t be used in life.”

“No. You’d think that, except for the small percentage of people for whom holding their pee is helpful in solving problems, most people holding their pee would impair their thinking and judgment, right?”

“Uh-huh.”

“So what if we train to increase the limit of how much we can hold our urine? For example, normally, if you drink 500 milliliters of water, which is this can of mineral water, you might want to go to the bathroom after half an hour or so. But if we train, we might be able to raise the time to 40 minutes, which at first glance doesn’t seem to do much.”

“In fact, we won’t drink so much water in one breath when we take the test, we will only take a sip when we’re thirsty, and we won’t be able to finish a whole bottle of water until almost the end of the test, which is when our training will be very effective.” Cheng Ming was so serious about his nonsense that even he was on the verge of believing it himself.

Cheng Ming continued to goad him on, “How about it? Want to try?”

“Well, I’ll try it if you accompany me, Little Ming.” Lin Jingyi said as she rubbed and spun the mineral water bottle.

Jumping down the hole you dug for yourself is for fools.

And women hold their pee better than men, odds are he can’t hold it first.

“Surely you’re teasing me, I’m not going to fall for that.”

“Ahem, come on, I’m going to have to train to hold my pee in order to improve my midterm scores, too.”

Well, I’m an idiot, and if I can see Jing’s flushed face from holding her pee it’s a bonus.

What is this, laying down your life for your wife?

“Then let’s count to one, two, three and drink the water in one gulp.” Lin Jingyi said boldly.

“All in one gulp? But I still have ice on my side.”

“Then we’ll start with half of it, and drink it all in half an hour; it’s two-thirty now, and we’ll hold it till four-thirty, two hours.”

It was clearly Cheng Ming who came up with the whole scheme, but gradually Jing took hold of the sovereignty and also set the rules of the game.

“No objections, speaking of which, I think I did something similar when I was a kid, competing to see who could hold their pee better.”

Cheng Ming vaguely remembered doing something related to urine when he was a child.

“It’s obviously a competition to see who can pee farther, a boy is still competing with me on this, ah ah ah, shame on you.”

Lin Jingyi swung a mineral water bottle and hammered at Cheng Ming.

That happened when Jing Jing was still wearing little dresses, right? I think it happened in kindergarten, or even before kindergarten.

It was quite a long time ago anyway, even more so for Cheng Ming, and it would be nice to remember the keyword urine.

After gulping down half a bottle of water, Cheng Ming and Lin Jingyi raised their bottles together and touched them to compare how much water was left for each of them; they could drink more, but never less.

The childhood sweetheart showdown is officially on and burning up.

During the thirty minutes of waiting, neither side was idle and each had a question and answer session.

Not only the subject of language, but also ideology, history, English words, physics formulas and chemical equations, everything that can be asked questions.

Wracking your brain to get the other person to say more, get thirsty faster, drink all the water sooner, and finally not be able to resist surrendering and going to the bathroom first.

Cheng Ming and Lin Jingyi were both stuck drinking all the water in their bottles at exactly three o’clock in the afternoon.

Then begins a new round of conflicting duels, ah no, Q&A.

As the sun moved west, the two men who had been hiding in the shade to cool off were fully exposed to the sun.

The sun was still hot at three in the afternoon, the battle was at its peak, and neither man had any intention of moving.

But thanks to that, no one goes where the sun is.

No one would have guessed that someone would play the game of holding …… learning to be strong in a corner of a sacred campus.

“Xiao Ming, if you want to go to the restroom go quickly, don’t suffocate your body.” Lin Jingyi, who had already suffocated her face with a blush, said with a smile.

She folded her legs together and pressed them down again with her hands, forcing herself to pee, her body covered in sticky sweat, her bangs slightly messy in front of her forehead, this learning game was more physically and mentally taxing than she thought it would be.

“You’re the one.” Cheng Ming said through clenched teeth, his side wasn’t much better.

“Xiaoming, was the benevolent government proposed by Confucius?”

“No. Ren is the doctrine of Confucius, and benevolent government is the proposition of Mencius.”

“My Turn! Bicycle tires have a bumpy tread pattern on the surface, explain the purpose of this design.”

“At a certain pressure, you can increase the roughness of the contact surface and increase friction.”

It’s so touching to see them all staring at each other’s weaker subjects and asking questions, going after them, seemingly attacking weaknesses, but actually filling in the gaps for each other.