Chapter Nine: Is This How You Show Courtesy?

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[Host, please make your choice within two minutes, or the system will randomly assign you an appropriate illness.]
Damn it!
It even has a matching system?
What do you think this is, a ranked game?
Suppressing the urge to curse, Wu Bin carefully examined the options the system presented.
This time, the system offered three choices: poisoning, fracture, sudden death.
Wu Bin fell silent.
He had already experienced sudden death.
Honestly, it was painful.
Despising death might not lead to actual demise, but the suffering endured throughout was no lessened in the slightest.
He had no desire to relive the repeated heart attacks.
Fracture sounded alright, but since he had previously sprained his ankle, he knew how excruciating it could be.
Better to choose poisoning.
Preferably something potent so it wouldn’t hurt too much.
[Host has made a selection.]
[Next illness: poisoning.]
Is that it?
Wu Bin’s eyes widened.
He had expected the system to at least tell him what kind of poison it would be, so he could prepare himself mentally.
But this was all the notice he got?
“Wu Bin, are you alright?”
Seeing Wu Bin’s pale expression, He Bingbing thought he was having heart discomfort again.
Wu Bin forced a bitter smile and shook his head.
“I’m fine, just thinking about some... unhappy things.”
Just as Wu Bin finished speaking, the hospital room door opened, and Xu Wenyao entered with a group of school leaders.
“Wu Bin, how are you feeling now?”
Wu Bin quickly sat up and smiled, “Thank you for your concern, school leaders. I’m feeling much better.”
“Oh, Principal, I heard the school is covering my surgery expenses, and I...”
Before Wu Bin could finish, Xu Wenyao waved him off.
“Wu Bin, it was our school’s failure that you ended up in the hospital.”
“So all your medical expenses will be borne by the school. You don’t need to worry about that.”
“Also, this is a small token from us. I hope you’ll accept it.”
In front of the camera, Xu Wenyao handed Wu Bin fifty thousand yuan in cash.

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Wu Bin was stunned.
“Principal, you’re too kind.”
Not giving Wu Bin a chance to refuse, Xu Wenyao said sternly, “This fifty thousand is a small gift from all the faculty and staff, to help you buy nutritional supplements.”
“Wu Bin, focus on your recovery. Don’t worry about school matters. I’ll handle everything for you.”
Xu Wenyao’s words made the viewers in the live stream envious.
“This guy really turned misfortune into blessing. I thought he’d just offended the counselor when he first arrived, but now the principal himself is backing him.”
“Haha, jealous? This is a life-for-life trade!”
“I died for the school once; shouldn’t the principal have given me some privileges?”
“As long as he doesn’t cause trouble at school, the principal will probably turn a blind eye.”
Wu Bin hadn’t expected to gain anything from falling ill.
After all, Xu Wenyao was the university principal.
Many students never even see the principal after enrolling, let alone receive special care.
Wu Bin played along, moved, and promised, “Don’t worry, Principal. I will study hard and live up to everyone’s expectations, becoming a useful person to the school and society.”
Huh?
Why did the tone suddenly change?
He Bingbing, standing nearby, was confused.
This was supposed to be a casual live stream, but now with Wu Bin and Xu Wenyao shaking hands and tearing up, she felt like she was covering a news segment on leadership visits and targeted poverty alleviation.
After greeting the school leaders, the counselor Yang Kang finally appeared.
He approached Wu Bin’s bedside, a tall man nearly six feet, now tearfully apologizing.
“I’m sorry, Wu Bin. This is all my fault. I shouldn’t have spoken so loudly to you.”
“Don’t worry, Wu Bin. From now on, I will speak quietly and never make the same mistake again.”
Wu Bin, sitting on the bed, was bewildered.
Where was the mosquito buzzing?
He Bingbing was equally stunned.
Did Yang Kang really just speak?
Xu Wenyao awkwardly reminded from the side,
“Teacher Yang, you can speak a little louder.”
Yang Kang nodded and kept moving his lips.
Yet no one could hear what he was saying.
The live stream viewers burst into laughter.
“Oh no, the counselor got psychologically scarred.”
“Anyone would be scared after almost stepping onto a sewing machine.”
“I thought my headphones broke. This counselor is amazing!”

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“This guy will be able to run wild on campus now. With the principal backing him, the counselor will probably treat him like a living god.”
Though Wu Bin couldn’t catch what Yang Kang said, he could guess the gist.
He was gracious, initiating a handshake and reconciliation, admitting his own faults and understanding that the counselor was just doing his duty.
At this point, Wu Bin mentioned,
“Counselor, actually, I was the only one who organized the hot pot in the dorm. My roommates had nothing to do with it. Look at this punishment...”
Before Yang Kang could respond, the principal immediately spoke up.
“College students want to enjoy hot pot to improve their lives—that’s understandable.”
“Moreover, the fact that you thought of cooking hot pot in the dorm shows your frugality and good character. You’d rather cook yourself than pay high prices outside.”
“That’s something I truly admire.”
“So I’ve decided the school cafeteria will open a new window serving hot pot ingredients.”
“From now on, if you want hot pot, just eat at the cafeteria. Stop using high-power electrical appliances in the dorm.”
“As for the punishment, it’s forgiven this time, but don’t let it happen again.”
Wu Bin gave Xu Wenyao a thumbs-up.
No wonder he’s a principal.
He upheld the school’s rule against high-power appliances while cleverly sparing Wu Bin’s roommates from punishment with a noble excuse.
Brilliant!
Truly brilliant!
“All right, Wu Bin, rest assured and recover well. We’ll head back to school now.”
“Oh, let’s add each other on WeChat. If anything comes up, just contact me directly.”
Xu Wenyao’s move once again caused a stir in the live stream.
“Damn, this is getting ridiculous. The principal actually added him on WeChat!”
“I thought it was just special treatment, but now it’s direct communication!”
“Come on, the principal has a life-or-death bond with him. What’s wrong with adding him on WeChat?”
After the WeChat exchange, Xu Wenyao and the group of school leaders hurried away.
Before Wu Bin could catch his breath, Li Guotai arrived with a group of senior professors.
Li Guotai smiled brightly, looking at Wu Bin as if he were a rare treasure.
“Wu Bin, we came to see you. How are you feeling now?”
Before Wu Bin could answer, the professors had already put on their stethoscopes and started examining him.
Wu Bin could only laugh and cry at their over-the-top politeness.