After School Tuition Centre

"What is wrong with the last chapter?"

"No, no, no, it couldn't even be considered a chapter; it was just a bunch of useless facts."

"What was the author thinking when he wrote that? What a bad way to celebrate the 70th chapter milestone."

"The author was probably thinking about the usual…"

As our main group of friends is discussing the failure of a chapter titled 'boring' and whether they should just get a new writer for After School Tuition Center because the current one is just plain idiotic and lazy, Lim Zhen Cong walked in.

"Hey, doesn't the baldy look weird a bit off today?" Lee Kai Wen asked as Lim Zhen Cong walked pass where they are sitting without even doing anything.

In Lim Zhen Cong's hand, a letter was being held tightly in his grasp, the letter seems that it had been through a lot recently as wrinkles and tears could be seen on the envelope.

By the time Lim Zhen Cong sat down on his chair, the letter in his palm had been crumpled into a ball, retaining nothing of its former glory as a letter.

Then within a matter of seconds, the crumpled up letter was flying through the air like a meteorite blazing through the vacuum of space with rays of light.

The crumpled letter finally found its place of landing, a place conveniently called the planet in front of Lee Kai Wen's face as it smashed onto the surface mercilessly.

The inhabitants of Planet John Ng did not give a flying f.u.c.k about its neighbour's face, instead Planet John Ng together with Planet Tan Han Sheng and Planet Koh Zi Hong placed more importance on the crumpled letter.

When they opened the envelope, a hand-pulled out the contents before anyone could take a peek at it, it was Lee Kai Wen who did it as he started to read the contents of the letter.

Dear Mr. Lim,

I want to see everyone living well except you with, which is why I will be participating in the Race of Gods Tournament 2019. The Race of Gods Tournament helps those with talent outside of listening to your bullshit to be successful in life. I am writing to request your support as I run for my dreams of being more successful than you. Your donation, regardless of the amount, will go toward my bank account and make a significant difference for my wallet.

If you would like to hear my story about why I'm doing this, you may chapter 69 of After School Tuition Centre at F.u.c.k you, you fking bastard. Thank you for wasting the time to read about my involvement in leaving this shithole called ASTC and for considering my request.

Sincerely,

Chong Xi Kang

After reading the letter, tears started to flow down from Lee Kai Wen's eyes as he mumbled beautiful, what a beautiful poem to himself over and over again.

As the rest was about to agree with him, Lim Zhen Cong walked over and tore the letter into bits and pieces and then throwing it into the garbage bin without batting another eye at it.

"Sir, before you said anything else Xi Kang's tournament is going to be held next week, and if he wins he will move overseas. This might be the last chance we see him, so can we go cheer him on?" Koh Zi Hong asked as he showed the webpage containing the details of the tournament to Lim Zhen Cong.

"Why think about a dead man while you all are still living?" Lim Zhen Cong asked them as he lights the garbage bin on fire.

They all quiet down as they mentally said to themselves…

'How cold…'

'What is going to happen next…'

End of week 71