Everyone Knows I'm a Good Man - Chapter 20
After Qi Yishu left, Ji Changze went straight to the dormitory building.
Although the original owner had a place in the school dormitory, he didn’t come to live there very often. It was not as comfortable as living at home, and he can get anything he needed by calling out for his mother, Qin Xinlian.
He was already acting like ‘you mere mortals don’t deserve my attention’ every day, and he didn’t come back to the dorm often, so his relationship with his roommates was naturally cold.
Most importantly, the original owner didn’t work.
In the dormitory, you have to take turns cleaning the dormitory, and it is usually the dormitory leader who schedules the dates—one person per day. In the end, when it was the original owner’s turn, he came right out and said he wouldn’t.
It’s not like there are no rich second-generation kids in the dormitory, but other rich second-generation kids also clean. So, when it came to his turn, he didn’t work.
The original owner refused to take out the garbage, clean the toilets, or do any sanitation.
In modern society, if he didn’t do it, his roommates couldn’t just beat him up, so the original owner became a invisible person in the dormitory.
But the original owner didn’t care!
If a bunch of pretty girls ignored him, he would feel a little uncomfortable.
But, three grown men?
Who cared about them!
He continued to do what he did, doing things that his roommates disliked.
In general, the boys in college dorm rooms were relatively lazy, but a few of them were particularly clean. Clothes and shoes could be accumulated for a week. But, the boys in dorm room 301 were special!
Among them, there was the flamboyant rich guy, the loyal dormitory leader from the countryside, and the hardworking nerd.
These three people have their own characteristics. The only thing in common is that they love cleanliness.
Even if he didn’t like to do the laundry, he should take it to the washing machine downstairs and wash it with one coin, but the original owner didn’t do any work at all. The clothes would be directly thrown into the basin, waiting until the next day to bring it back to his mother to wash. Naturally, he became the oddity.
Besides, he looked like an attractive iceberg male god to girls and a dead fish face to boys. It would be surprising if his three roommates would be interested in talking to him.
Ji Changze: Not a problem.
When he came to the dormitory, there was no one in the room. After putting things down, he turned to take a shower.
When he came back, the door was open. Cheng Yueyang, the bookworm, was packing up his clothes. It seemed that he was going to take a bath.
Seeing Ji Changze was back, Cheng Yueyang showed some embarrassment on his face and hesitantly opened his mouth, as if to greet him. Then, he thought of something and closed his mouth again.
Ji Changze could guess what Cheng Yueyang must have been told by the others in the dormitory when seeing him like this.
Accurately speaking, what the rich second-generation roommate told him.
There were four people in the dormitory room. Except for the original owner’s wonderful nature, only the rich second-generation roommate was arrogant among the remaining three people, unlike the other two who were too shame-prone to tear his face off.
(TNote: tear his face off = metaphor; meaning to rip off someone’s façade and make the other party feel shame/embarrassment. ‘Face’ here is the same as the one used as a metaphor for pride.)
Easy to bully.
Ji Changze still had the same expression on his face, but he put his clothes in the basin under his bed, sat down at his desk, and opened a book and read.
Cheng Yueyang looked at the basin and seemed a little hesitant and slightly guilty.
After all, the school forum was now making so much noise, but he witnessed it with his own eyes right now. When they were arguing about Ji Changze not cleaning up, many dorm members saw it. Now that this Ji Changze incident came out, a few people have been posting replies and making references to this.
Although this forum incident involved none of them, Cheng Yueyang was feeling a little guilty.
He was a classmate. Although Ji Changze was a little cold, except for not cleaning, he didn’t cause any trouble to the people in his room.
And, now it’s come to this.
He hesitantly looked at the basin on the floor, but he still couldn’t hold back. He said, “Ji Changze, I’m going to the laundry room to wash clothes after taking a shower. Why don’t I take your clothes down with me?”
If it was the original owner, he would have agreed.
Anyway, as long as he doesn’t do it himself, the guy can do whatever he wants.
But when it came to Ji Changze.
He lifted his gaze from the book and looked coolly at Cheng Yueyang: “No need.”
“I advise you not to use it.”
Cheng Yueyang was at a loss: “Why?”
Is using the washing machine wrong?
Ji Changze took one glance at him, typed a few times on the computer, and showed the highlighted picture to Cheng Yueyang.
His tone was cold: “This is the inner drum of a washing machine that is being used for a long time.”
Cheng Yueyang looked at the picture of a washing machine’s inner cylinder that looked like it had been rolled around in mud and got goosebumps all over his body.
“I remember … we’ve had the washing machine downstairs for over two years …”
The young man turned the computer back with a blank expression.
The sentences were brief, but each contained a significant amount of information.
“When I entered school, I checked the essential guide for freshmen. The washing machines downstairs are shared, and someone used them to wash shoes.”
“Some people also wash their underwear.”
He looked at Cheng Yueyang and added, “Maybe he washed it after having intercourse with his girlfriend.”
Cheng Yueyang: “…”
He loves to be clean. The thought that his clothes once shared a washing machine with these things almost made him vomit.
With goose bumps all over his body, he didn’t know what tone he should use: “Why didn’t you tell us you knew this? Oh my God, no, I want to vomit.”
The young man looked at him again in bewilderment:
“You didn’t ask.”
It was quite reasonable.
Cheng Yueyang: “…”
“We’re all roommates, so wouldn’t it be nice for you to remind us of that in passing???”
Ji Changze: “A waste of time.”
Cheng Yueyang: “???”
Ji Changze continued to speak in a natural tone of ‘your all responsible for your own lives’: “I thought that every freshman would read the necessary guide for freshmen.”
Cheng Yueyang thought so.
How can they blame others if they don’t read the guide themselves?
Isn’t that guilt-tripping?
That’s not good, but …
He asked in a slightly puzzled tone, “…… But I don’t think we had this guide when we first came to the school as I recall, did we?”
Ji Changze: “Hmm.”
“I made it myself.”
Cheng Yueyang: “…”
He felt that he had been played.
“You made it yourself. How could we see it??”
The young man asked Cheng Yueyang with a bit of confusion on his handsome face, “Shouldn’t you be making guidelines when you enter school?”
Cheng Yueyang: “… should we?”
Ji Changze: “Shouldn’t we?”
There was an epiphany in his eyes: “No wonder you all use public washing machines.”
Afterward, the young man continued to read quietly with a little ‘I see, then no problem’ look on his face.
He was born with picturesque eyebrows and a fair face, and it was very pleasing to see him sitting so quietly reading a book.
However, Cheng Yueyang, who was also a man, didn’t want to appreciate it but wanted to hit him.
What the hell is Ji Changze’s expression of ‘the puzzle that has puzzled me for a long time has finally been solved.’ He called out, “If you have a question, just ask it earlier, okay?! Do you have to just stand by and watch us use the public washing machine?
Cheng Yueyang couldn’t help but grit his teeth and ask the question.
The youth, perhaps feeling that he had interrupted his reading time too many times, answered a little faster this time.
“Do I have to ask? And waste my time?”
Cheng Yueyang: “…”
Beat this guy to death!!
He gave up talking about the washing machine, and before he left the room with the laundry in his arms, he casually remarked, “Even if you don’t use a washing machine, you can still wash by hand. Just a few pieces of clothing don’t matter much.”
Ji Changze: “A waste of time.”
Cheng Yueyang: …Forget it; I don’t want to talk.
Sure enough, there was a very good reason why Ji Changze was not well liked in the dorm room.
“How much time can you waste just doing laundry, and we don’t have many classes. Really Ji Changze, I advise you to change. If you do nothing every day like this, no one would like to hang out with you.”
Ji Changze put down his book, and turned around for the first time, facing Cheng Yueyang.
Cheng Yueyang: … he isn’t angry, is he?
He was actually just speaking casually.
As he was thinking about it, the young man in front of him suddenly said, “Yishu likes me.”
Cheng Yueyang, still immersed in his own thoughts: “Huh???”
Ji Changze patiently repeated it to him: “My girlfriend Yishu likes me.”
Cheng Yueyang, who was fed dog food by surprise.
(TNote: Dog food = public display of affection.)
Oh gods in heaven, how could such a person still get a girlfriend?
He laughed: “Anyway, when you start working later, you’ll know that I’m right. How much time can one waste just doing laundry?”
He often worked part-time, and of course, knew how people like Ji Changze would be treated when they enter the society.
And then Ji Changze will know how tolerant his roommates were after being whipped several times by society.
Ji Changze’s eyes turned a little serious.
He directly picked up the pen and paper on the table and quickly wrote a bunch of beautiful numbers on it.
“As of this year, the average life expectancy of mankind is 75 years, 900 months, 27,000 days and 64,800 hours.”
“A normal child can’t learn much knowledge at the age of 7. Deducting 60,480 hours, leaving 587,520 hours.”
“After deducting 8 hours of sleep, 2 hours of meals, 1 hour of nap, half an hour of washing, and a minimum of half an hour of walking every day. The total is 293,760 hours, leaving 293,740 hours.”
“Suppose you work at the age of 24 and retire at the age of 60, and deduct the minimum working hours of 8 hours a day. Even if you don’t count the time from home to work, there will be a total of 103,690 hours.”
Ji Changze said with a blank expression, and finally concluded with a blank look at Cheng Yueyang:
“Most human beings have only 190,050 hours, 7981 days and 263 months.”
“We were born with 27,000 days, and less than 8,000 days could be used to study.”
“But you have to waste time washing clothes in school where you should study most.”
Cheng Yueyang: “…”
When the lights came on outside, the other roommates returned.
The rich second generation came back first, and saw Cheng Yueyang’s clothes in the bedside basin as soon as he entered the door. He looked strangely at Cheng Yueyang, who was studying hard:
“Yueyang, why haven’t you washed your laundry?”
Cheng Yueyang looked as if he has the word ‘fight’ written in his left eye and a ‘hard’ written in his right eye.
With a face full of ambition:
“I can’t waste time!”
“I want to study!!”