Chapter 174: Little Stutterer

Qu Qianqian hammered the table and laughed crazily, "Hahaha—fatty, you finally have your day!"

Zhang Yiming suddenly felt aggrieved, thinking he couldn’t be looked down upon by such a pretty girl.

So, he took the badge with his name written on it, placed it on the table, and shouted:

"I’m not called fatty, I’m Zhang Yiming!"

"But you can call me Zhang Dapang, that’s my old name! Later on, my dad thought this name was too tacky and would get me discriminated against, so he changed it. Oh, right, my dad works in coal mining, and my dad said that our family doesn’t have much else, but we have plenty of mines and money, so you can come to my house and I’ll let my dad treat you to a meal!"

"That sounds great!"

Little Lu Li applauded supportively, then turned her head, her clear and beautiful eyes gazing at the little boy who had been silent:

"It’s your turn, Xi... Brother?"

That word was not easy for the little girl to pronounce; she had just heard Xie Qin say it but hadn’t quite remembered the pronunciation.

Zhang Yiming and Qu Qianqian hadn’t listened to Xie Qin’s speech at all, even less knew what his name was.

Thus, all three of their gazes fell on Qin Xiyin.

Qin Xiyin seemed a bit shy, being so closely stared at by their three pairs of eyes, he resembled a pure and harmless little white rabbit, scared and quickly lowering his long eyelashes.

His lips were tightly pursed, his eyelashes kept trembling, his small hands clenched tightly, he couldn’t utter a single word.

Qu Qianqian noticed this, her little face showing concern, "Could it be he’s mute?"

Zhang Yiming nodded, "It’s possible."

Qu Qianqian: "That’s really pitiful."

"Brother, don’t be afraid, we’re not bad people!"

The little girl didn’t know if he truly couldn’t speak; she thought for a moment and took out a milk candy from her small pocket to give him:

"This milk candy is for you, we really, truly are good people, don’t be afraid of us, okay?"

Qin Xiyin’s crow-feather-like beautiful eyelashes trembled as he stared at the milk candy for a while, then met the girl’s clean and innocent eyes, his eyes slightly quivered.

Seemingly realizing her lack of malice, much less mocking him, the little boy stuttered after holding back for a long time, finally squeezing out a few words.

He lowered his head, his small hands clenched, not daring to look at them, his voice thin and soft, carrying a slight timidity:

"I... I’m Qin Xiyin, the Xiyin in ’proverb’..."

"Qin Xiyin, Xiyin..."

Little Lu Li repeated the name several times and then laughed, her dark, bright eyes curved, her childish voice serious:

"Your name sounds really nice."

Qin Xiyin looked at her bright and innocent smile and also tried his best to give a slight shy smile, timidly whispering:

"...Thank you."

Then, he took a careful breath, summoned courage, and quietly said:

"My... My birthday is August 12—"

"Everyone, look!"

Already being highly regarded by the group members so much that she almost forgot her own name, Song Wanwan seemed to hear something.

She directly pointed at Qin Xiyin, loudly mocking:

"Their group actually has a stutterer! How embarrassing, being in a group with a stutterer! It’s just too shameful! Luckily, our group doesn’t have one!"

With her shout, the other members in Song Wanwan’s group joined in the uproarious laughter.

"Hahaha—"

"Little stutter, little stutter..."

Being laughed at like that, Qin Xiyin couldn’t say a word more.

He bit his lower lip tightly, his clear and fair little face flushed with shame, wishing he could hide his head under the table.