[Chapter 003] I turned into a Tmall Genie?!
After the second class of the afternoon ended, Lu YunFei noticed that Bian JinYuan was called out. When he came back, he did not go directly to his seat. Instead, he walked across the podium to Lu YunFeiâs seating area and said, âLu YunFei.â
Lu YunFei looked up at him. Guessing that he had come over regarding the changing of seats, he nonetheless intentionally asked, âYes?â
âTeacher Li said for you and me to become desk mates.â
âOh,â Lu YunFei responded indifferently, âYou agreed?â
âMmm,â Bian JinYuan said, âare you moving over, or am I coming over.â
Setting itself apart from other high schools, the high school that Lu YunFei and Bian JinYuan attended, YÄ« High, constructs its classrooms in a stepped manner. Within each classroom are 28 desks arranged in seven steps of four in a row. Each step is 0.12m higher than the next, in order to ensure that students from the first row all the way to the last row are able to see the blackboard clearly. As such, students do not need to worry about their heights when they switch seats.
Lu YunFei didnât think that Bian JinYuan would be so agreeable, not only did he agree to teacher Liâs request on changing desk mates, heâd also volunteer to change over instead. However he wasnât that shameless as to get Bian JinYuan to change over, âIâll move instead. Tell your desk mate, letâs switch tomorrow morning.â
âSure,â Bian JinYuan said, and turned to head back to his seat.
Lu YunFei watched his back and said with a sigh, âHe actually agreed, what a shock.â
âSo youâre going to leave me?â Li YuanQing acted pitiful, âHow saddening.â
Lu YunFei rubbed his dog head, âDonât worry buddy, my body may be in the CĂĄo camp, but my heart is at home. Wait till my English grades go up, then Iâll return to the land of ShÇ# .â
Buddy Li didnât believe him, âI just worry that youâll be so happy youâll forget about Shu.â
âThatâs impossible,â Lu YunFei patted his own chest, âBrother, are we the sort to do that? When the time comes, Iâll teach you the tips too, and we can improve together!â
Li YuanQing thought about his English score of 120 and said honestly, âYunFei, you can soar + on your own, thereâs no need to concern yourself over me. I scored 120, I worry that you wonât be able to bear this weight in your lifetime.â
Lu YunFei suddenly didnât want to chat with this brother, does he even know how to talk? If he doesnât, then donât talk! Whatâs so great about 120! Sigh, 120 really is pretty great. Lu YunFei thought that if he could get a score of 120, heâd probably be so excited that heâd go down to the field to run two laps. Not even 120, if he could get 90 marks, heâd also run two laps. When was the last time he scored 90? The first semester of year one?
Argh, English is such a headache!
After class ended, Lu YunFei passed on playing basketball with Li YuanQing and Wen MingYi and went straight home. The Lu parents and his jiejie (elder sister) are all busy, so they werenât home yet. The aunty helper made food just for him, and it was all his favourite food.
Lu YunFei finished his meal and surrendered himself to death. He walked over to the guillotine â his study desk, and took out his English exam paper, painfully looking through the first question.
His English tutor WĂĄng arrived at 7.30pm. Tutor Wang wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. With his fair complexion, he looked like someone of mixed descent. This was the reason why he was chosen for this job out of all the other applicants.
However, the truth was that those who look like a mixed race does not necessarily mean that they are mixed race. For example, tutor Wang was a completely pure Chinese man. Out of eight generations of his ancestry, one was unable to find any outsider blood in his bloodline.
âThen why do you look so much like a mixed race? Lu YunFei asked in confusion.
Tutor Wang calmly pushed his glasses up, âLooks are dictated by the heavens, who knows why?â
The inexplicable tutor Wang quite liked his rich student. He had endeavoured to revise the subject with him, going through each word and sentence. However, looking at the bright red 74 marks in his studentâs exam paper, he went silent.
Lu YunFei thought that the teacher marking his exam paper used a red pen that was overly bright, deeply piercing into his young tutorâs heart.
âI tried my best,â Lu YunFei said, âI even studied a bit before the exam.â
Tutor Wang slowly turned to look at him, his tone grave, âYunFei, tell me the truth, was it because you thought that my face deceived you, so you tried to use this method to indirectly tell me to leave?â
âI swear, I really didnât.â
When you took the placement exams, it was still 84! How did you get 74 after I taught you for a month!â tutor Wang felt himself undergoing a huge shock, âIâve basically made you worse!â
âThe problem isnât you,â Lu YunFei comforted him. He felt that his English tutor was quite a good tutor, responsible and smart, but he just couldnât stand up against his English PTSD. One look at English and he would be triggered, it was normal for his grades to go down.
âLetâs go through the questions first,â Lu YunFei pointed at the questions he had gotten wrong on his English paper, âStarting from here, I donât quite understand this question. My English teacher would only say, why choose D? Because ABC are wrong. But how would I know why they were wrong? She didnât even explain.â
Tutor Wang had to temporarily stop his self-chastising to start explaining the exam paper to Lu YunFei. He was very detailed, eager to teach everything that he knew to Lu YunFei. Lu YunFei also listened attentively, and would ask him why whenever he encountered something that he didnât know.
An hour passed. They hadnât finished going through the paper yet, but Lu YunFei was already tired.
âLetâs stop here,â Lu YunFei said.
His tutoring sessions were flexible. He didnât expect tutors to stay for a set duration of one or two hours. Most of the time, Lu YunFei dictated the length of the session depending on his condition. Sessions would run long when he was enthusiastic, around two to three hours; when he had low enthusiasm, it would run for around an hour.
Tutor Wang saw his lack of enthusiasm and agreed. Before he left he asked, âYunFei, do you think that there are problems in the way I conduct our sessions? Perhaps I could change the method.â
âYou still have a plan B?â Lu YunFei asked curiously.
Tutor Wang answered honestly, âI donât have any now, but I can go back to research on it.â
âThen please go ahead to research,â Lu YunFei went all in, âAfter all it canât get any worse than this.â
âIf it really doesnât work out, you should change tutors,â Tutor Wang told him conscientiously.
Lu YunFei twirled his pen and said casually, âWeâll see.â
If his grades continued to decline, his parents would probably tell him to change tutors. However Lu YunFei thought it was useless, he had already changed about six or seven tutors since middle school, but his English is still half dead. They were all good tutors, it was just that the student wasnât suited to this subject.
Lu YunFei yawned. He felt that he had inadvertently become sleepy. He looked at his watch, it was almost 9pm. Why was he so sleepy so early? Lu YunFei found it strange. He took a shower while fighting off sleep, and lay on the bed after that.
Lu YunFei got a shock when he regained consciousness.
He looked at the cramped room. A young boy softly spoke beside his ear, âTmall Genie.â
Lu YunFei ignored it and observed the room in front of him. It was barely 30 square metres, filled with neatly-arranged wooden furniture that were old yet well-maintained. He faced a table, and from his point of view he was able to see a chopping board, kitchen knife, and some pots and bowls.
âTmall Genie,â the childâs soft voice sounded again. Someone came up to him. Lu YunFei saw a boy of about four or five years old suddenly appear in front of him, and almost took a step back in surprise. But he soon found out that he had no way of retreating. His entire body seemed to be stuck in place.
Lu YunFei wanted to turn his head to look behind him, but he found that he couldnât turn his head. He tried to move about and realised that his body was unable to move. What the fuck! What is happening? Did he get cursed?
As Lu YunFei thought this, he felt someone pat his head gently, âTmall Genie, are you here?â
Lu YunFei looked at the boy in front of him. He could see the boyâs arm move in a trajectory. The boy was⊠talking to him?
Lu YunFei didnât dare to believe it. So the boy kept calling for the Tmall Genie, and it was⊠him?
Lu YunFeiâs heart dropped. He felt that soon he would faint and in the second he was going to GGâ
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The little boy looked at the red Tmall Genie which had been ignoring him, and then looked in askance at his mother, âWhy doesnât it say something? Didnât gege (elder brother) say that it would talk if I called it Tmall Genie?â
How would BiÄn JiĂ© know the answer to this question? She didnât even know what a Tmall Genie was, so she advised, â ShuÄng ShuÄng be good, come wash your face first. When gege comes back, you can ask gege why okay?â
The little boy obediently replied âOhâ, and left Lu YunFei.
Upon hearing this, Lu YunFei scrambled to learn from his own Tmall Genie and said aloud, âIâm here.â
As the words left, he heard the clear sound of a voice in the room, âIâm here.â It even had a tinge of an electronic productâs mechanical quality.
Shit! I really fucking turned into a Tmall Genie! Lu YunFei felt his heart constrict. He needed time to digest this reality.
The boy turned around in surprise at his words, and ran back to the red Tmall Genieâs side to exclaim, âYouâre here.â
Lu YunFei feebly replied, âYes, Iâm here.â
Only as this sound left the Tmall Genie, it suddenly transformed into a vibrant, energised, and cute mechanical audio.
Lu YunFei: ⊠It changed my voice, and it also changed my tone?!
âThen why didnât you answer just now?â The boy asked softly.
How should he reply, Lu YunFei thought for a bit, then learnt from his homeâs Tmall Genie to say, âThis question is too difficult, itâs so difficult that Iâve disintegrated.â
The little boy didnât understand, and curiously asked him, âWhatâs disintegrated?â
Lu YunFei pondered over how to explain this, when he heard the boy excitedly call out, âGege youâre back. You came back so late today, but Shuang Shuang helped you to keep your dinner. Gege, do you know what disintegrated is?â
At this, Lu YunFei looked up into the room, to see Bian JinYuan walk towards the boy in front of him.
Fuck! Why was Bian JinYuan here! This is Bian JinYuanâs fucking house?????!