{"id":6165,"date":"2024-01-17T10:50:41","date_gmt":"2024-01-17T09:50:41","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/?p=6165"},"modified":"2024-01-17T10:50:41","modified_gmt":"2024-01-17T09:50:41","slug":"wolf-cub-chapter-23-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/2024\/01\/17\/wolf-cub-chapter-23-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Wolf Cub &#8211; Chapter 23.2"},"content":{"rendered":"\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Lin Shiyu was puzzled by the question. He just thought that if two people were to play music together, they should practice together. Yet Zhong Qi&#8217;s counter-question made this simple question seem unexpectedly complex.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">After a moment of thought, Lin Shiyu asked, confused, &#8220;Are you two fighting?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Zhong Qi cast a disdainful glance at him, as though he was looking at a fool.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Not everyone is like you.&#8221; Zhong Qi nonchalantly leaned his arm on the guitar and spoke provocatively, &#8220;Setting off a fire at the slightest thing, and can&#8217;t even sleep after failing to jump through a stone door.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;How do you know I&#8217;m upset and can&#8217;t sleep\u2013&#8221; Lin Shiyu closed his mouth, realizing he&#8217;d been toyed with by that person again.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Get out and play,&#8221; Lin Shiyu sat down at his desk. &#8220;I want to sleep.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Zhong Qi remained calm. &#8220;Go outside and sleep then.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Where can I sleep?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Where can I go and play?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Lin Shiyu took a deep breath and seriously considered throwing his math textbook at Zhong Qi&#8217;s face.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Zhong Qi started playing the guitar on his own. Lin Shiyu was forced to endure his private concert. Luckily, Zhong Qi&#8217;s skill was good enough for Lin Shiyu to bear listening.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">As Lin Shiyu listened to the guitar, he muttered to himself, &#8220;Let me love you.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">This caught Zhong Qi off guard. &#8220;You&#8217;ve heard of it?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I sing it to my sister every night to help her sleep.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;You can sing?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Why would I not be able to sing?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I can&#8217;t tell.&#8221; Zhong Qi spoke frankly. &#8220;You don&#8217;t seem to have any artistic skills.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Lin Shiyu simply ignored him, but Zhong Qi suggested, &#8220;Do you want to sing a song? I&#8217;ll accompany you.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;No.&#8221; Lin Shiyu found it odd. He wasn&#8217;t going to start singing for no reason in front of others.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;It seems you can&#8217;t sing well.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Lin Shiyu was provoked, and glared at Zhong Qi. &#8220;How do you know if I sing well or not?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;If you don&#8217;t sing, how would I know if it&#8217;s good or not?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The two remained silent, an imminent stand-off, but Lin Shiyu suddenly calmed down, saying, &#8220;It&#8217;s absurd to sing to you.&#8221;\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He then turned and left the classroom.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The standoff reached a stalemate.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Zhong Qi watched Lin Shiyu leave, then lowered his gaze and continued practicing &#8220;Confession Night.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">In a split second of distraction, he saw Lin Shiyu standing under the shadows at the studio, his lips moistened with a light-colored lipstick, soft and clean. He envisioned what kind of musical notes would emerge when those lips opened. He wondered what version of Lin Shiyu might appear.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2026.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;200.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Zhao Bin obediently handed over 200 yuan to Lin Shiyu.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Little brother, didn&#8217;t I tell you? You&#8217;ve been here several times already. Why don&#8217;t you trust me?&#8221; Zhao Bin looked helplessly at Lin Shiyu, who was being made up in the chair.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Who&#8217;s your brother?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Zhao Bin raised his hands in surrender, then turned to fiddle with the camera.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">After the first photoshoot, Lin Shiyu came a few more times. Each time, Zhao Bin kindly gave him the payment upfront, never worrying that Lin Shiyu might take the money and run. However, the enthusiasm he displayed every time the camera lens was focused on Lin Shiyu made him uncomfortable.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Lin Shiyu changed into a Japanese-style black polo shirt, loose gray casual pants, and sneakers. He stood sideways for Zhao Bin to take pictures, thinking that with over 800 yuan saved up, he might be able to buy a nice pendant for his mother.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Very good. Your figure and temperament are very suitable for modeling.&#8221; Zhao Bin roughly scanned through the photos and suddenly asked, &#8220;Shiyu, do you want to shoot outdoors?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Lin Shiyu was mentally calculating how much a good pendant would cost and absentmindedly replied, &#8220;For more money.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Adding money is not a problem,&#8221; Zhao Bin said helplessly. &#8220;The main thing is, in outdoor shoots, your face is revealed. If you&#8217;re willing to show your face, then of course we can increase the payment.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Then don&#8217;t shoot.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Zhao Bin couldn&#8217;t help but sigh. &#8220;You, kid, has anyone ever told you that you speak like you&#8217;re asking for a beating?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Lin Shiyu was concentrating on his thoughts, and was irritated by Zhao Bin&#8217;s indifferent and unnecessary remarks. He looked at him coldly. &#8220;Yes. So what?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Zhao Bin was taken aback for a moment, and his comment made him feel uncomfortable. He quickly resumed his friendly smile. &#8220;Just chatting, don&#8217;t get upset.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">After three hours of shooting, Lin Shiyu had his makeup removed by Xiao Ran and was preparing to leave the studio.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Before he could take more than a couple of steps, Zhao Bin, carrying a bag, caught up with him and walked alongside. &#8220;Heading home?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Lin Shiyu distanced himself from Zhao Bin. &#8220;Hmm.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Zhao Bin didn&#8217;t seem to mind the obvious aloofness. He asked casually, like a friendly big brother next door, &#8220;A classmate used to drop you off, but they haven&#8217;t done so recently?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;He had something last time, so it was on the way.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;That&#8217;s why I am offering to take you home today.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Lin Shiyu looked at him with a \u2018what are you talking about?\u2019 expression.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Alright, don&#8217;t look at me like that. I was just kidding.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I&#8217;m going back to school now,&#8221; Zhao Bin told Lin Shiyu. &#8220;How about experiencing the college atmosphere in advance?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;I don&#8217;t want to.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Wow, no matter what I suggest, you always refuse.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Zhao Bin following him all the way to the bus stop already made Lin Shiyu very annoyed. His next words were inexplicable. &#8220;Do I know you well? Why should I go to your school?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Both in tone and expression, Lin Shiyu was far from friendly. However, Zhao Bin stared at his face for a moment, then suddenly recovered, hastily saying, &#8220;I&#8217;m sorry, it was just a random question, don&#8217;t get angry.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Lin Shiyu found this person very strange and didn&#8217;t want to engage in further conversation. Luckily, the bus arrived just in time, and he swiped his card to board, leaving Zhao Bin behind<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p>Edited by: Jaisland<\/p>\r\n<p>Proofreader:\u00a0<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n<p>Support translation:<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.patreon.com\/bePatron?u=25191841\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"217\" height=\"51\" class=\"wp-image-338 lazyload\" data-src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/ontimestory.eu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/10\/become_a_patron_button.png?resize=217%2C51\" alt=\"\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 217px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 217\/51;\" \/><\/a><\/figure>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image is-resized\"><a href=\"https:\/\/ko-fi.com\/lajnaa\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" data-src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/ontimestory.eu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/09\/kofi3-3.png?resize=185%2C47\" alt=\"This image has an empty alt attribute; its file name is kofi3-3.png\" width=\"185\" height=\"47\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" class=\"lazyload\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 185px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 185\/47;\" \/><\/a><\/figure>\r\n\r\n<p><!--EndFragment--><\/p>\r\n<p><!--EndFragment--><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Lin Shiyu was puzzled by the question. 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