The School Beauty Became My Live-in Maid to Pay Off Her Debts-Chapter 46 I’ll definitely come back~~

46: Chapter 46 I’ll definitely come back~~

46 -46 I’ll definitely come back~~

After hanging out with Su Wan at the milk tea shop renovation site for a while, Lin Shuang had a water conservation class later in the afternoon.

Anyway, the teacher doesn’t take attendance, so I’ll skip it!

Classes where the teacher doesn’t take attendance might as well not exist, you know?

Have you learned this little trick yet?

But some teachers of these ‘water classes’ really love to call roll.

Even though their lectures are just rehashing the PPT, they insist on making their presence felt by taking attendance every class.

Miss roll call, and there goes your participation grade; fail that, and you’ve failed the course!

Luckily, Lin Shuang has never encountered such teachers.

Even his Ancient Literature History professor had told them before the first class,

“I never take attendance in my class.

If you all don’t want to come, then it reflects on my teaching.

Forcing you to sit through my dull lectures doesn’t make sense.”

“Besides, there are always things that might be more important than my class.

Maybe you suddenly want to visit your family, have a date with your sweetheart, or the flowers beneath Qiushi Building are in full bloom and you want to go take a look—it’s all fine.”

Despite what he said, this professor’s classes are always packed to the brim.

In fact, his lectures are so popular that students from other majors also come to sit in.

Often there are no seats left, and they sit on the steps or stand at the back.

Do good teachers really need to take attendance?

Lin Shuang used to go to the library to read whenever he skipped class, but today he might as well head back early.

A little maid is waiting for him at home, and just thinking about it lightens his steps.

He turns a corner and enters a small alley.

And there he sees Li Pengfei right away!

Does this book have no other villains?

Why is it always you?

How old are you?

Lin Shuang waves his hand impatiently, “I’m in a hurry, are you going to scram by yourself, or do you want me to send you flying?”

He clenches his fists, “When the time comes, I’ll add a line for you: I will definitely come back~~”

Li Pengfei—no, Zhang Pengfei—sees Lin Shuang’s fists the size of sandbags and goes weak in the knees.

He looks like he could bolt at any moment.

He takes a couple steps back and shouts at Lin Shuang, “I know you can fight, but my older brother wants to have a word with you! freewebnσvel.cѳm

After that, I won’t bother you again!”

“How about it?!

If you’re a man, come and have a go!

Prove you’re worthy of Su Wan!”

Lin Shuang really doesn’t get the thought process of these bootlickers.

Whether I’m worthy of Su Wan or not, what does it have to do with you, a bootlicker?

We’re a match made in heaven, a perfect pair.

Who are you, a monster, to object?

Logically, Lin Shuang should send him flying with his Yong Chun Fist.

But then System Lady pops up again.

[Choice Initiated]

[Accept the challenge, and the host will gain the ability to catch mosquitoes with 100% accuracy.]

[Decline the challenge, and the host will gain the ability to catch cockroaches with 100% accuracy.]

Why would he catch cockroaches for no reason?

Especially those giant southern cockroaches with wings that can fly right onto your face.

He would scream like a warrior and turn tail at the sight, impossible to catch!

But the ability to catch mosquitoes with 100% accuracy looks tempting!

No more fearing being tormented awake by mosquitoes in the middle of the night, turning on the light and trying to catch them fruitlessly, and then being wide awake.

That’s the one!

Lin Shuang waves his hand decisively, “Let’s go, take me to your ‘brother’.”

Zhang Pengfei didn’t expect him to be so brave and, worried Lin Shuang might back out, scrambles ahead to lead the way.

At first, Lin Shuang worried this guy might take him somewhere weird.

His master-level Yong Chun Fist is impressive, but if the other side has numbers and weapons, it’s not a guaranteed win.

This isn’t a movie scene where he can arrogantly shout, “I want to fight ten of you!”

Lin Shuang thinks about whether he could find a fateful tree branch or stick on the roadside.

To execute the Dugu Nine Swords, even if the opponent really had weapons, he wouldn’t be too afraid.

Wielding a sword around all the time isn’t very practical; he figured he wouldn’t walk two steps before being invited by an uncle for a ‘tea chat.’

As it turned out, Zhang Pengfei led him to a legitimate martial arts gym.

Lin Shuang wasn’t worried then; a proper one-on-one unarmed fight, he was simply invincible.

Do you have any idea what grandmaster-level Yong Chun Fist is?

A real grandmaster, not the type who whips out flashy combos in lightning speed.

A muscle-bound man wearing boxing gloves was waiting for them in the ring.

Zhang Pengfei introduced him, “Lin Shuang, meet my big bro, the mixed martial arts champion of Huai City.”

The big brother, with his gloves on, sized him up, “Pengfei says you’re a good fighter?

You don’t look the part.”

Lin Shuang took a good look and was impressed—this guy had muscles all over, with a Green Dragon tattoo on the left and White Tiger on the right pec.

He looked even cooler than those colorful ‘Rainbow Brothers’ he encountered last time.

Zhang Pengfei chuckled, “Lin Shuang, if you’re a man, don’t be scared.

Take a couple of punches from my bro!

We’ll call it even with the past events!”

Lin Shuang gestured for him to be quiet, flipped elegantly, and landed on the ring.

He held his five fingers together and beckoned the champion, “Come on, I need to get home for dinner.”

The gesture looked like he was playing with a dog.

The champion, probably having never encountered such arrogance before, cracked his neck, making a ka-da ka-da sound.

“Hope you can still talk trash after this.

I’m not covering your medical bills.”

Lin Shuang squatted on one leg, taking up the Yong Chun stance, “Cut the chatter, will ya?

Sounding like a nagging woman.”

The champion’s face turned red, and he stepped forward with a mighty blow aimed at Lin Shuang.

The punch brought a breeze with it, powerful like a thousand pounds—if not dodged, it could break bones.

But Lin Shuang couldn’t be bothered to dodge.

Ever heard of redirecting force?

Using the principle of directing a much larger force with a minimal effort!

Zhang Pengfei, on the sidelines ready to cheer on his big bro, gathering all his strength—

But before he could shout “Go on!”

He saw his big bro flying out of the ring.

The way his big bro flew out was not much different from those ‘Rainbow Brothers’ before.

Just that this mixed martial arts champion had more meat on him, so he didn’t fly as far.

Lin Shuang stood up straight, saluted with a fist-clasped hand, possessing all the demeanor of a master.

“Remember what I said, don’t come bothering me again.”

Zhang Pengfei stood frozen like a wooden chicken, looking as if he had been turned to stone, motionless.

Lin Shuang was about to walk away.

The champion, though bulky, had been thrown into disarray but struggled to his feet, lunging to hold onto Lin Shuang’s leg.

“Master!

Don’t go!”

Lin Shuang kicked him away as if he was kicking a stray dog off the street.

“Don’t cling to me, you can’t beat me.”

The champion’s body was indeed durable; he shook his head and pounced again, grabbing Lin Shuang’s other leg.

“No!

Master!

Please come to my gym!”

Lin Shuang spoke with a hint of boredom, checking the time, “Not interested, I need to get home for dinner, move aside.”

“Thirty thousand a month!”

Lin Shuang paused, “What?”

“No!

Fifty thousand a month!

Master only needs to come and perform occasionally!

Just be a figurehead regularly!”

Lin Shuang’s mouth twitched, “Then I… might consider it?”

Originally, all he wanted was a surefire way to catch mosquitoes…