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Unfortunately, while Lin Zhan was basking in her good mood today, Zheng Yi Mian found herself plagued by misfortune.
That disposable male lead who had been rejected countless times and written dozens of love poems showed up again.
When she went to fetch water, Disposable Male said: “You are the water. I didn’t know how to cherish you when you were by my side. Only now that I’ve repented do I see your beauty.”
When she returned to the classroom to grab something, Disposable Male said: “You are the road. If all the lands were connected, I’d walk on them for a lifetime…”
Zheng Yi Mian: “What do you want?”
Disposable Male: “I’m sorry. I only now realize how foolish it was to complain about you those days…”
Zheng Yi Mian walked into the classroom: “Stop reciting poetry. You’re really bothering me. Please don’t come looking for me anymore.”
She generally disliked being too harsh, not wanting to hurt anyone who liked her. But this boy was truly persistent. If she didn’t say something stern, he would probably take it as encouragement.
After retrieving her things, she found Disposable Male leaning against the railing outside, waiting for her.
Zheng Yi Mian stood at the classroom door: “If you don’t leave, I’ll go find Huang Chen.”
Disposable Male: “Nothing can extinguish my… splat…”
Before he could finish, a large basin of water fell from above, half of it drenching him.
His hair instantly flattened, and his school uniform was completely soaked.
He leaned out, shouting upward: “Who poured that water?!”
Now he knew how to speak properly.
Tang Yuan waved from upstairs, laughing sheepishly: “Sorry about that. We just finished washing our curtains, and the drain got clogged. We didn’t know you were standing underneath!”
Disposable Male sniffed his hand: “You poured curtain-washing water on me?!!”
Liang Yu stood beside Tang Yuan, his eyes deep, but a faint smile played on his lips.
Lowering his gaze, he said: “We already said it was an accident. Why are you shouting so loudly?”
Disposable Male, who had initially looked determined not to give up, immediately wilted upon seeing Liang Yu backing him down.
“You’re not supposed to act recklessly like this in school!”
Liang Yu crossed his arms and chuckled: “You don’t belong to this class either. What are you doing standing here?”
There was an indescribable roguishness in his tone that made even the most fearless person hesitate.
At this moment, standing high above and looking down, his imposing presence made Disposable Male’s legs tremble.
Tang Yuan: “So, big brother, are you still going to stand there? We might—soon—”
Disposable Male stomped his foot, cowering like a wilted leaf: “Fine, I won’t stay here!”
Liang Yu drawled: “And don’t go to places you’re not supposed to be in the future.”
Disposable Male’s lower lip quivered with fear. With an angry “Hmph,” he stormed off in frustration.
“Our Brother Yu did well with that splash,” the person to Liang Yu’s left smirked proudly. “That guy looked so creepy. He even tried to hug our sister-in-law earlier—disgusting, ugh!”
Liang Yu exhaled softly. Seeing no further movement below, he assumed the most troublesome issue had been resolved, and Zheng Yi Mian had returned to the art studio.
Thinking of her, the corner of his eye lifted slightly, forcing a smile onto his face.
The person to his left asked: “But why do we always have to protect her secretly? Can’t we do it openly?”
Tang Yuan: “What do you know? She’s a model student who doesn’t date and hates shallow people obsessed with romance. How can our Brother Yu confess to her? What if he gets friend-zoned after failing?”
The person to the left stroked his chin: “Ah… I see.”
Who would have thought that the invincible Liang Yu could be softened by a girl at every turn?
Who would have thought that the aloof Liang Yu could also… have a crush?
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Zheng Yi Mian ran back to the art studio and dragged Sun Hong outside with her.
Sun Hong: “What are you doing?”
Zheng Yi Mian: “I think I know who’s been leaving me things. Come with me to check.”
For a better view, they ran to the first floor and looked up from below.
Class Three of Grade Two was on the third floor, and directly above it was Class Six.
A figure stood at the entrance of Class Six.
His elbows rested on the railing. He wasn’t wearing his school uniform but a dark blue long-sleeved shirt with the cuffs rolled up, revealing part of his arm.
In his hand, he held a can of cola, sipping it leisurely as he leaned against the railing.
Zheng Yi Mian pointed upward: “Sun Hong, it’s your time to shine. Who is that guy?”
Sun Hong squinted and burst out laughing.
He had been tense before, but now he relaxed completely, patting Zheng Yi Mian’s shoulder: “Alright, let’s go back.”
Zheng Yi Mian: “Why should we go back? You haven’t told me who he is yet.”
Sun Hong: “Nonsense. You’ve got the wrong person. It can’t be him.”
Zheng Yi Mian didn’t want to beat around the bush: “Just tell me who he is first.”
“Liáng Yù, one of the two national treasures of Chóng Gāo,” Sun Hong snorted at her. “The rogue-handsome type.”
Zheng Yi Mian frowned, seemingly lost in thought.
Sun Hong tugged her: “Alright, let’s go.”
Zheng Yi Mian refused to move, looking somewhat unconvinced.
“No,” Sun Hong genuinely laughed. “I can understand if you name anyone else, but you’re telling me he has a crush on you? Liang Yu has a crush on you?”
Zheng Yi Mian: “...”
Sun Hong said incredulously: “...Liang Yu, with a line of admirers trailing behind him, has a crush on you? Are you bullshitting me right now? That’s like saying Lin Zhiling has a crush on me.”
“You telling me Liang Yu likes someone—I wouldn’t believe it. And now you’re telling me he has a crush—a CRUSH, big bro—on YOU?! Liang Yu, the untamed leader, has a crush on you?!”
Zheng Yi Mian was momentarily stunned, then reluctantly glanced upward again.
The person above happened to look down, his amused gaze sweeping past her.
She blurted out: “...Maybe he really does have a crush on me?”
Sun Hong: “...”
Zheng Yi Mian burst into laughter first: “Forget it. I think it’s impossible too. I must’ve mistaken him for someone else.”
“Let’s go back and paint.”
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As the figures disappeared into the building, Liang Yu replayed the scene in his mind, his smile brimming with an indescribable sense of satisfaction.
It was as if he were laughing at his own audacity, or perhaps at her naivety.
He turned back into the classroom, holding his cola.
The person standing by the pillar asked Tang Yuan: “Why is Brother Yu so happy today?”
Tang Yuan smacked him on the head: “Idiot, didn’t you see them lock eyes just now?”
The person rubbed his head: “They locked eyes, and he’s this happy? I haven’t seen him smile like that in ages.”
Tang Yuan spat: “You uncultured swine. This is the power of love.”
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