“Bootlicker Bro, you mean all this time you’ve been kneeling and flattering Shen Chenxi, it was actually a mission? And after completing it, you even get rewards?” Li Fei stared at Chu Feng, “Bootlicker Bro, you don’t really have a system, right? Like in those novels, the system assigns missions for you to flatter the campus belle Shen Chenxi, and once completed, you get some mysterious big prize?”
Li Fei carried a thermos, cheerfully following behind.
Chu Feng glanced at the time, 06:38.
With only two minutes left, he quickened his pace and said, “Old Li, it’s fine if others call me Bootlicker Bro, but why are you joining in? Believe it or not, once I get the system reward, the first one I’ll kick away is you.”
Li Fei grinned, the fat on his face squeezing his eyes into slits. “Who told you to flatter Shen Chenxi every day? Everyone calls you the King of Bootlickers. Bootlicker Bro is already a nice name. Wait… Brother Chu, you really have a system?”
The two jogged and soon arrived at the school gate.
A moment later, a silver Rolls-Royce slowly stopped.
When the driver opened the door, a dazzling girl stepped out. She wore a simple white dress, her clear eyes sparkling with spirit. She looked like a dream, stealing countless hearts.
Just as everyone was lost in her beauty, Chu Feng snatched the thermos from Li Fei’s hands. Adjusting his expression, he approached with a fawning smile. “Chenxi, it’s so hot today. I made sour plum soup for you. I bought the recipe from a Chinese medicine shop and brewed it myself. Just try a sip, okay?”
Despite his eager face, Shen Chenxi remained completely unmoved. When she left, murmurs quickly spread around.
“Look, Chu Feng the bootlicker is at it again with Shen Chenxi.”
“He’s been at it from first year to third year, three whole years. Shen Chenxi is about to become a superstar, and he doesn’t even look at himself—just a toad dreaming of swan meat.”
“No wonder he’s the King of Bootlickers. Even when he’s cured, he still drools.”
Watching the dreamlike girl walk away, Chu Feng tossed the thermos back to Li Fei. “Reward for you.”
Li Fei’s face lit up. “Brother Chu is the best.”
As they walked back to class, Li Fei opened the thermos and gulped eagerly. “I have to admit, Brother Chu, you really suit being a bootlicker. This sour plum soup you made tastes amazing—sweet and tangy, really good.”
“Like it?” Chu Feng pointed toward the shop near the gate. “Twenty yuan for a pack. Makes five cups. That big thermos is worth about four yuan.”
Li Fei suddenly felt it wasn’t sweet anymore, but after a moment he remembered something. “Brother Chu, tell me if I’m right. Back in first year, you sat next to Shen Chenxi, right? That’s when you got the system. The system gave you the mission to help Shen Chenxi become a superstar. After that, she suddenly got noticed by Tianhua Entertainment, became a trainee, everything went smoothly, and now she just won The Voice championship.”
He grew more excited as he spoke. “No one knows your contribution. They all think you’re just a bootlicker, but the truth is, Shen Chenxi is where she is today because you’ve been protecting her behind the scenes. Brother Chu, tell me, isn’t my analysis spot on?”
“You’ve definitely been reading a lot of girl-targeted novels lately.”
Li Fei tilted his head proudly. “Of course. Recently I’ve read ‘Overbearing CEO Chasing His Beloved Wife,’ ‘Three Girlfriends in a Love Triangle,’ ‘The Evil King’s Little Beloved’! And those didn’t even have systems. I’ve also read plenty with systems—let me tell you about them…”
Chu Feng gave him a thumbs up. “You’ve got quite the taste.”
As they walked, Li Fei suddenly remembered the important question. “Brother Chu, don’t change the subject. The reward—what did you get? Shen Chenxi has already become The Voice champion. She’s a superstar now. What’s the system reward?”
“Five hundred thousand yuan count?” Chu Feng pulled out his phone and opened his messages, showing a transfer record of 500,000 yuan.
“What the hell!?” Li Fei’s jaw dropped. “What kind of trash system is that? You licked for three years and only got 500,000 yuan? Are they treating you like a beggar?” Then his tone instantly shifted as he flattered, “But then again, 500,000 yuan isn’t small either. Brother Chu, how much are you planning to share with me?”
Chu Feng kicked him away. Li Fei dusted himself off and cheerfully ran to catch up. Chu Feng slung an arm around his friend’s shoulders. “This was actually a deal with Tianhua Entertainment. Three years ago, when Shen Chenxi was chosen as a trainee, her icy personality led to many confessions being rejected. Rumors spread in school. Tianhua worried it would ruin her career, so they hired me to protect her. These three years, my daily bootlicking was my mission from Tianhua. Of course, I wasn’t working for free. They paid me 10,000 yuan a month.”
Li Fei blinked curiously. “Brother Chu, you never told me before. Why say it now?”
“You know Shen Chenxi won The Voice championship last night. She’s now a superstar, with countless companies chasing after her for contracts and endorsements. At this point, it’d be inappropriate for me to keep flattering her. Tianhua ended the deal yesterday. Today is my last day. After this sour plum soup, I’m free.”
A crisp laugh rang from behind. “Chu Feng, from now on you’ll be my bootlicker.”
Chu Feng turned around. A slim girl stood there—Zhao Shuangshuang, the school’s domineering flower. She was fierce, rebellious, and could fight. Her most famous moment was in first year, when several boys tried to harass her. She beat them all down, even breaking one boy’s arm. Since then, no one dared provoke her.
In terms of beauty, Zhao Shuangshuang could stand on equal footing with Shen Chenxi. But her fierce reputation preceded her. Just one glance from her made Li Fei shiver, and he bolted with the thermos. “Brother Chu, I forgot my bag at home, going back now!”
Chu Feng cursed him as ungrateful, left alone to face her.
For the first time, he stood this close to Zhao Shuangshuang. She had long hair like a blooming begonia, a seductive face, peach blossom eyes, and a slender neck. With a lollipop between her lips, she tilted her head and stared at him. “One month left until exams. For this month, you’ll be my bootlicker. Otherwise… face the consequences.”
Chu Feng had just finished his Shen Chenxi task.
As a master of time management, he was already thinking of new targets to fill his Monday-to-Friday schedule.
Zhao Shuangshuang delivering herself to his door was perfect. He smiled brightly. “Sure, but you’ll have to pay extra.”
Zhao Shuangshuang froze, surprised he agreed so easily. For three years, he had grovelled endlessly before Shen Chenxi, ignoring all other girls. Yet now, with the deal over, he switched so casually. The contrast was shocking.
She asked in disbelief, “Chu Feng, did you ever truly like Shen Chenxi? All those confessions every day—was it just for money?”
Walking toward the teaching building, Chu Feng replied with deep affection, “Bootlicking is my profession. As long as it pays, I’ll sincerely love anyone.” He added, “Are you sure you want to hire me? Since we’re classmates, I’ll give you a discount. One month, 10,000 yuan.”
Zhao Shuangshuang stood frozen, recalling three years of ridicule from the whole school. To everyone, Chu Feng was Shen Chenxi’s shameless lackey, kneeling without dignity, ignored by her, treated as a clown. But now she realized, in truth, they had all been the clowns.
“Awake while all others are drunk? Interesting.” The corners of her lips curled into a sly smile as she quickly followed. “Chu Feng, from today onward, you’re my personal bootlicker.”
“Not today. I have to finish my last shift. If you want to experience being flattered, it’ll start next Monday. But you need to pay a deposit first.”
After classes ended, Chu Feng watched Shen Chenxi leave in her Rolls-Royce. He opened his notebook.
On the first page, thirteen targets were listed. He crossed out Shen Chenxi’s name, ending her service. Losing one client didn’t affect him much.
He always remembered one principle: you can regret losing a client, but you can’t collapse because of it. The more clients you have, the steadier your income. Multiple strategies mean fewer risks. Shen Chenxi was never his only client.
“The next client must be getting impatient.” He flagged down a taxi, gave the address, and leaned back with his eyes closed. “Shen Qingchen’s service is over. Zhao Shuangshuang is already hooked. I’ll seal the deal with her next week. Monday to Friday was for Shen Chenxi. Friday night to Saturday belongs to another client. Wonder what that chuunibyou woman has planned this time. Last time she dressed as a magical girl and made me play a tentacle monster… This time, no way I’m letting her ride on top again.”