Infinitely Criticizing the Villain for Being Like My Ex-Boyfriend

"Aaaaaaaaaaaa!!!"

A very penetrating scream came from Zhang Chen's room, and even the strong sound-proof cotton could not completely block it.

Zhang's mother in the kitchen finally realized that something was wrong. She dropped the spatula in her hand and rushed into Zhang Chen's room.

“What on earth are you doing——!”

The scene before her made her silent.

The floor of Zhang Chen's room was now littered with all kinds of garbage.

It’s not right to say it’s garbage, because Zhang Chen was crying and wailing as if his mother had died, while hugging the pile of garbage.

Zhang's mother had sharp eyes and saw a torn magazine page in his arms, which showed a naked woman's body.

Mother Zhang narrowed her eyes slightly: "..."

Qu Anran took the initiative to stand up: "Auntie, blame me, it was my idea."

Mother Zhang cast a cold look at Zhang Chunliang and said in a flat tone, unable to tell whether she liked or disliked him: "Are you the one who took the lead in bullying my son?"

Qu Anran sighed: "Actually, I have concealed it from you... I have now transferred to Dehong No. 2 Middle School, and my grades are ranked last in the whole grade."

Zhang's mother's eyes moved, and she finally looked at Qu Anran, asking in a puzzled tone: "What's going on? Why have your grades dropped so much?"

Qu Anran is a recognized genius student. What happened to make his grades decline so much?

Zhang's mother had heard some rumors... about Qu Anran's transfer to another school. It was said that he was bullied so badly that he had no choice but to transfer.

She knew her son herself. He was a bit naughty and had made some bad friends. It was hard to say whether he participated in bullying Qu Anran at school. If he really did... she should have found a way to get Qu Anran, her enemy, out of her home. She didn't want to invite someone who had ill intentions towards her baby to visit her home.

"It's because... I fell in love with playing games!" Qu Anran's expression was very sad. "I was obsessed with a game and gave up studying. In my spare time, I secretly saved my living expenses and bought some... disgusting books to read. As a result, I had no energy to study during the day, and my grades got worse and worse... Even if I went to a good school like Dehong, it didn't save me."

"So serious?!" Zhang's mother looked at him in surprise.

"Not only that, I also fell in love with playing with action figures. I stopped eating and reading, and spent all my pocket money on action figures. As a result, I am malnourished, and now I am not growing taller. No girls like me..."

Qu Anran became sadder as she spoke, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

He did look a bit disheveled. His clothes were old sportswear that had never been washed, his hair was frizzy and had not been trimmed for a long time, and there were strange knots on his wrists. He looked like he was not doing well in school and his mental state was not good either.

"So you--" Zhang's mother looked at the mess on the ground and seemed to have a guess.

"I finally repented and gave up these things, but unfortunately, my grades have been hard to catch up because I have neglected them for too long... I was really heartbroken to see Zhang Chen not doing his job properly, so... I used a bit of a rough method."

Zhang Chen cried and crawled over on his knees, pulling Zhang's mother's pants: "Wang Hongfang, you...you killed them! Hurry up - kill them for me, wuwuwu..."

The game console and the remains of the pornographic book in his arms fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

Mother Zhang: "..."

She pulled her pants out of Zhang Chen's hands, her tone gentle: "Baby, let's not take these things, okay?"

Zhang Chunliang couldn't help but laughed quietly. In order to avoid being exposed, he quickly buried his head in Chen Yue's arms.

Zhang Chen was about to collapse. He looked at Zhang's mother with eyes that almost bled blood: "Even you--even you!!!"

Mother Zhang turned her head away guiltily: "My pot seems to be overflowing, I need to check it out..."

She left the room quickly, closing the door considerately.

Zhang Chen had a dazed look on his face and was unable to come back to his senses for a long time.

When the figures hiding under the bed saw the scary woman leaving, they crawled out one after another and dragged out the treasure that Zhang Chen had hidden under the bed.

"Zhang Chen." Zhang Chunliang stopped laughing, "This is your punishment for bringing us to the arcade and sneaking away by yourself."

Zhang Chen turned his head away and lowered it in frustration and annoyance, completely losing the desire to resist.

He couldn't beat Chen Yue, and Wang Hongfang was his last trump card, but now - even Wang Hongfang was not on his side.

"I still have half of my things that haven't been destroyed." Zhang Chunliang kicked the box under his feet.

"Destroy it, destroy it!" Qu Anran enjoyed the fun and waved his hand while holding up a hideous mummified arm and cheering.

The arm blocked his mouth with its backhand.

Qu Anran: “……?”

"There are some things I don't want to know from Qu Anran's mouth."

One reason is that they are afraid that Qu Anran will be overly stimulated and awaken his other personality. The other reason is that by looking at things from the perspective of the abuser, they may be able to obtain more accurate information.

Qu Anran is an important NPC in this copy, and the life trajectory surrounding him will also be an extremely important clue.

Zhang Chunliang believes that every arrangement in the game house is deliberate, and each "family" to which the players are assigned must contain important clues related to the main line of the mission.

And the clues and information about his "family" are right in front of Zhang Chen.

"Next, you tell us what Qu Anran went through in junior high school." Zhang Chunliang produced three large cups of iced mung bean soup and gave one to Chen Yue and Qu Anran respectively.

Qu Anran's eyelashes trembled slightly, she was silent for a moment, then took the cup of mung bean soup.

Just as he was about to say something, he found that the mummy's arm was still tightly blocking his mouth.

Qu Anran: “…”

Chen Yue's eyes were always on Zhang Chunliang. The smile in his eyes was incredibly strong, and he couldn't spare a glance to look at the poor Qu Anran beside him.

It must be intentional.

Qu Anran rolled his eyes. This petty-minded guy was taking revenge on him for calling him a cripple.

He looked at the pair of earplugs that Zhang Chunliang had stuffed into his ears and threw them casually into the corner.

Qu Anran inserted a straw into the mung bean soup, pried open the mummy's arm on his face, and tried hard to stuff the straw into his mouth.

He was long past the age where he would have nightmares because of this garbage, and there was no way he would give the sweet mung bean soup to another personality.