Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Almost all the boys took the initiative to greet He Meng, so Wang Yan’s behavior was particularly eye-catching.
Yu Qiuli was pleasantly surprised. Before Wang Yan could speak, she smiled brightly.
Eh?
What’re you thinking?
Wang Yan was puzzled. With a “biu”, favorability + 5, Loyalty-2.
It’s coming, it’s coming!
It was a familiar scene — a self-guide!
The young master couldn’t be bothered to think about what she was thinking. Anyway, as long as there was money to be made, she could do whatever she wanted.
He leisurely sat across from them and took the initiative to greet Hong Hong and the others. “Happy New Year, everyone. How was your holiday?”
The girls laughed and replied.
“It was just so-so because Fu Guige didn’t come back!”
“Exactly. We were waiting for you to take us flying, Godfather!”
“He reported to Qiuli as soon as he arrived. Are you two… Heehee!”
“Don’t talk nonsense!”
Yu Qiuli pretended to clarify.
Wang Yan nodded instead. “Well, our class monitor has always coveted my body. I didn’t let her succeed…”
Pooh!
The girls naturally refused to believe it and spat at Wang Yan one after another.
As Wang Yonglei and Zhang Yin rushed over, the place became more and more lively.
At the next door, Gu Jiashu was actively livening up the atmosphere. Everyone could hear his loud voice.
“Liu Weilong?”
“That shameless bug, I’ll never call him to the party I organized!”
“F*ck, just thinking about it now makes me angry!”
“Last time, that bug dragged Wang Yan and me to fight the landlord. He only lost 128 and he’s already reneging on the debt, a half of it gone!”
“F*ck! If Wang Yan didn’t stop me, I would have torn its head off on the spot…”
Some classmates who didn’t know the situation finally understood why they didn’t see Liu Weilong, who was usually the most active, and they began to discuss among themselves quietly.
The other classmates who were aware of the situation long ago looked at Wang Yan when they heard that, and recalled the fun at the nightclub that day.
Zhang Yin’s face was full of pride and a little perverted. He asked Wang Yan, “Brother, my dear brother! Have you prepared any programs for today?”
You probably didn’t know how poor I was!
The young master glanced at the sand sculptures who had their ears pricked up. Suddenly, he rolled up his sleeves and said, “Today, the internet cafe will be closed. No one is allowed to leave!”
With a whoosh, all the boys were gone…
The girls were collectively dumbfounded. “Wang Yan, what have you done to them?”
Those who knew how to play games understood in a few seconds. They laughed until they were out of breath…
In a short while, everyone had arrived and were ready to begin the banquet.
Gu Jiashu sat at the main seat at the middle table. He boldly greeted Wang Yan and Yu Qiuli.
“Class Monitor, Wang Yan, come over and sit down! Why are the two of you hiding?”
Gu Jiao had many bad habits, which the high school students followed and were very particular about it. For example, high-ranking people would be seated at the host table, and less prominent would sit at the second rated table.
Yu Qiuli didn’t want to sit at the same table as He Meng, and she didn’t want Wang Yan to sit there either. She rolled her eyes and just as she was thinking about what to say, she saw Wang Yan open his mouth to reject him.
“We’re having a class reunion, there’s no need to be so particular. Just follow the principle of voluntarism and sit freely with those who are close to you! I’ll stay here with Zhang Yin and Yonglei, you take care of that table.”
Zhang Yin and Wang Yonglei: “Wu wu, I’m so touched!”
Yu Qiuli: Happy!
Gu Jiashu: F*ck!
You didn’t think of a way to flirt with your goddess? Were you really f*cking thinking of my class monitor?!
Son of a b*tch, did you think that I didn’t have any tricks up my sleeves? !
I had been guarding against you for a long time!
He slammed the table, shook his big head, and laughed evilly. “Hey, Wang Yan, I’ve specially invited goddess He for you. Are you really not coming?”
“Wow!”
Everyone burst into laughter, and then some of the sand sculptures started to cheer along.
“That’s right, that’s your goddess!”
“Fu Guige, who are you lying to? Are you lying to yourself?”
“Be brave, Fu Guige, show me the imposing manner that you showed when you booked the entire nightclub the last time!”
Not many people knew that Wang Yan had a crush on He Meng…
Well, because Wang Yonglei knew, most people actually knew…
Of course, that was not embarrassing.
There were far more boys who had a crush on He Meng in Experiment than imagined. In fact, all of them did. The reason why they were making a fuss was because Wang Yan’s status was enough now.
If it was Wang Yonglei, who would have the time to make a fuss over him?
But Young Master Wang was very annoyed.
“After three days of separation, a scholar should be looked at in a new light”, did you understand?
I was no longer a child… I did not have a crush on her anymore!
“Stop messing around, stop messing around. My legs are weak when I’m facing the great beauty He. Just let me sit here.”
It seemed like he was admitting, but in reality, it was still a rejection. However, it was easier to be accepted by others.
Everyone really stopped fooling around. When they were not drinking, Wang Yan had a reputation.
However, Gu Jiushu didn’t care. He forcefully dragged Wang Yan back to the table.
“You’re the one who should stop messing around! What are you pretending for? You old b*stard, you tricked me 128 times the last time. If I treat you as a pure and innocent little girl again, I’ll be a f*cking thug!”
Wang Yan really didn’t expect this to happen. He was at his wit’s end.
Three months had passed. Gu Jiashu was becoming more and more like a devil king and a profligate young master. The changes were too fast and caught the young master off guard.
“Sit here, don’t hide from the wine!”
Gu Jiashu forcefully pushed Wang Yan to He Meng’s side, smiled evilly, and sat back in the main seat. He patted the empty seat on the right and greeted Yu Qiuli.
“Come, Class Monitor, I’m waiting for you!”
F*ck!
Datou has learned to play tricks?
And he’s playing very high-end…
Wang Yan saw Yu Qiuli walking over with a sullen and forced smile, and suddenly wanted to erect a monument for Datou.
He actually dared to set me up with He Meng in front of Yu Qiuli… Brother, you’re so cold!
If Class monitor did not peel off your skin today, I would follow her surname Yu!
After laughing secretly for a while, Wang Yan suddenly heard a magnetic voice with some curiosity, “You like Yu Qiuli now?”
The young master’s expression froze.
There were some things that we thought we had forgotten, but in fact, we didn’t. As long as it was a small stimulation, our memories would instantly flash back.
It was a sunny and quiet afternoon.
Wang Yan watched in a daze as He Meng was writing on the blackboard at the back of the class. The sunlight shone on the side of her face, shining through her skin. Her long eyelashes blinked, and chalk dust was rustling down. Lines of beautiful words flowed like a stream, and it flowed into Wang Yan’s eyes.
This girl’s handwriting was really beautiful.
Er, she was even more beautiful…
Wang Yan’s thoughts ran wild in his mind. She suddenly turned around, looked over, and asked curiously, “Do you know how to write a board newspaper?”
Her curiosity at that time was just like now, pure and without any other meaning.
Her voice at that time was clearer than now. It wasn’t as magnetic, and there wasn’t as much restraint from the environment.
Wang Yan thought that he had forgotten He Meng. In actual fact, he did not. It was just that he no longer had a crush on her. However, the throbbing of that time was still there, and it would always be there.
So all men were pigs’ feet?
No, I was not, not me!
I was just too pure, and that’s why I remembered my first love so deeply…
Having studied psychology, Dr. Wang easily convinced himself. He firmly believed that He Meng was too pretentious now, and that she was no longer the most beautiful illusion in his memory.
Sighing sadly, the young master’s temperament suddenly changed. He looked back with a smile.
“No, my girlfriend is awesome. She’s the legend of No. 2 High School.”
Instantly, it was He Meng’s turn to be stunned.
You were Wang Yan?
The Wang Yan who sold watermelons at my door?!