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Sometimes I feel like my luck is bad.
But in reality, I’ve actually been blessed with more good fortune.
—From the Diary of Fairy Su Zaizai
Su Zaizai let out a snort and burst into laughter.
The dormitory had already grown quiet.
The other three roommates were studying under small desk lamps, but they weren’t bothered by her.
Feeling a bit embarrassed, Su Zaizai quickly stifled her laughter.
She bit her lip, trying to hold back her giggles.
After tapping on the voice message again and listening to it several times, she long-pressed to save it as a favorite.
She tossed her phone aside and buried her entire head under the blanket.
Silently grinning like a fool.
After a while,
Su Zaizai reached out to grab her phone back and started typing on the screen.
Su Zaizai: Rang Rang.
Su Zaizai: Are you mad?
Su Zaizai: If you’re mad, you have to say so. Otherwise, through the screen,
Su Zaizai: The celestial fairy Boss Su won’t be able to notice.
On the other side, after seeing her reply,
Zhang Lurang slid open the floor-to-ceiling window and walked into the dormitory.
He sat cross-legged on his bed, thinking for a moment.
Then, biting his lip, he hesitantly typed an “Mm.”
Before sending it, he immediately deleted it.
He retyped: No, studying.
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The next day, after school let out in the afternoon.
Ye Zhenxin declined her roommate’s invitation to go eat together.
Seeing that most of the classmates had already left the classroom to have dinner, she stood up.
She headed to the fifth floor.
Turning right, she entered the office.
Her homeroom teacher, who was just getting ready to go eat dinner, saw her, raised an eyebrow, and smiled: “What’s up?”
Ye Zhenxin stood there, glancing around.
Once she confirmed there were no familiar classmates nearby, she spoke.
“Teacher, Zhang Lurang and Su Zaizai from Class Nine are dating early.”
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After the evening self-study bell rang,
The homeroom teacher of Class Nine walked into the classroom and brought up a few things.
“I already said last week, people from the Education Bureau will come to inspect tomorrow. The boys… well, most of them have already cut their hair. Girls, remember to tie your hair up tomorrow.”
Su Zaizai twirled her hair with her index finger, round and round.
She lowered her head, writing with one hand while holding a pen in the other.
It was unclear whether she was listening to the teacher or not.
“The ones on duty today should mop the floor,” the homeroom teacher added after a moment of thought. “Tomorrow, wear your uniforms properly. Don’t mix uniforms with formal attire. If you get caught, you’re done for.”
Finally, he said meaningfully,
“Also, how old are you all now? Focus on studying and don’t think about other things. You’ll have plenty of time for that later; there’s no need to rush.”
Upon hearing this, Su Zaizai finally raised her head.
Her gaze happened to meet the teacher’s.
She froze for a moment, staring at his eyes without looking away.
Instead, it was the teacher who shifted his gaze first.
Jiang Jia suddenly leaned over.
Lowering her voice, she said: “Hey, do you think the teacher might be talking about you?”
Su Zaizai hesitated: “I don’t think so…”
“Is it that obvious between you and Zhang Lurang?”
“How can you talk like we’re together?” Su Zaizai said in confusion.
“…I think it’s pretty obvious.”
Hearing this, Su Zaizai widened her eyes, looking as if she’d been wronged.
“No way! When I talk to him, there’s at least a meter between us. If that counts as being together, I… I might as well die.”
Jiang Jia: “….”
“You don’t know how uptight Beauty is. If I accidentally say something slightly suggestive, he gets mad instantly.”
Jiang Jia didn’t believe her: “It can’t be that serious…”
“How can it not be?! For example, the other day when I accidentally called him ‘Big Brother,’ he got so angry he blocked me right away.”
“…”
Su Zaizai cowered: “So, physical contact… honestly, I don’t have the guts.”
“…”
Su Zaizai concluded: “He’s like a chaste widow.”
“…”
Realizing how strange that sounded, she immediately corrected herself.
“No, a chaste Rang Rang.”
Jiang Jia twitched her lips: “…Let’s do homework.”
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Early the next morning.
Su Zaizai, still groggy, shuffled in slippers to the balcony to wash up.
Outside, the sky was still dimly lit.
The air was damp and cold, with the wind blowing fiercely.
Su Zaizai instantly became alert, shivering as she brushed her teeth.
After finishing washing up, she simply smoothed her hair with her hands.
With a casual twist, she tied it up.
Su Zaizai walked back into the dormitory and closed the sliding door behind her.
Seeing Xiaoyu about to go out to the balcony to wash up, she gave a reminder.
“Put on a jacket before going out, it’s cold.”
Jiang Jia, who had just come out of the bathroom, glanced at her.
Then, pointing at her hair, she said: “Fix your hair again, it’s a mess.”
Hearing this, Su Zaizai picked up the mirror from the cabinet and took a look.
“It’s fine, it has volume, perfect.”
“…”
Feeling inspired, Su Zaizai began rambling: “You shouldn’t judge me by appearances. Every strand of my hair has been meticulously adjusted and cared for. You can’t just casually change its position.”
“…Hehe.” So much nonsense so early in the morning.
“This kind of talk is inviting a curse.”
Ignoring her, Jiang Jia went to the balcony to wash up.
Then, Su Zaizai turned and walked into the bathroom to change into her uniform.
By the time she came out, Jiang Jia had also finished tidying up.
The two left together.
At six-thirty, there were still very few people in the cafeteria.
Most had already gotten their breakfast and found seats, with hardly anyone lining up at the windows.
Su Zaizai walked up to one of the windows and ordered two pieces of bread.
She found a seat and sat down.
Not long after, Jiang Jia also came over.
Su Zaizai glanced at the noodles in her bowl and sighed: “Suddenly, I want noodles too.”
Jiang Jia looked at her: “Do you want to trade?”
“No.” She took a bite of the bread. “Bread is fine too.”
Jiang Jia didn’t say anything else and continued eating her breakfast with her head down.
A minute later.
“This bread is so dry…”
“So hard to swallow.”
“How do they even make bread like this in the cafeteria? Unbelievable.”
“I feel like I’m going to die of thirst.”
Jiang Jia couldn’t take it anymore: “Talk less, it’ll help you survive longer.”
Su Zaizai immediately fell silent.
Jiang Jia thought for a moment and said: “Should I go buy you a bottle of milk?”
Su Zaizai shook her head, chewing on her bread.
Half a minute later.
She glanced at the beverage window and finally spoke.
“There are too many people. By the time you come back, I’ll have already finished eating. Alright, stop talking to me. Don’t tempt me to talk; I want to live a little longer.”
Jiang Jia was about to say something when she suddenly noticed the person sitting behind Su Zaizai stood up.
With a backpack slung over one shoulder and a tray in the other hand, he walked out of the cafeteria.
Jiang Jia tilted her chin towards him and said: “Isn’t that your beautiful boy?”
Hearing this, Su Zaizai turned her head to look.
She quickly turned back.
“He just sat behind me?”
“Yeah.”
“Hmph.”
“...What’s wrong with you?”
Su Zaizai bitterly analyzed: “If he sat down before me, I definitely would have noticed him. But I didn’t notice him, which means he came after me. And from this angle, he must have seen me but didn’t greet me.”
“...Maybe he didn’t recognize your back.”
“Impossible!” Su Zaizai refused to admit it. “That’s why I say he’s a very heartless person.”
Jiang Jia was somewhat speechless: “Does your beautiful boy know you always talk bad about him like this?”
“I didn’t say anything,” Su Zaizai innocently replied.
“...”
“This doesn’t count; everyone knows about it.”
Jiang Jia lowered her head to eat her noodles and mumbled unclearly: “Is that so?”
“Of course! Why can’t I say something that everyone knows!”
“...”
“Zhang Lurang is really heartless. Sometimes I even want to beat him up, if not for him…”
Before Su Zaizai could finish, a distinct hand suddenly appeared in front of her.
Fair, long, and strong.
Casually, he placed a bottle of milk in front of Su Zaizai.
Then he turned and left.
Su Zaizai could recognize the owner of that hand without looking up.
And... she didn’t dare to look up either.
Jiang Jia finished her noodles and raised her head.
Noticing Su Zaizai’s stunned expression and the extra bottle of milk, she sighed: “What’s going on?”
“Have you ever experienced despair?” Su Zaizai softly said.
“Huh?”
Su Zaizai didn’t speak again.
She never expected Zhang Lurang to come back, let alone bring her a bottle of milk.
Looking at the milk on the table, Su Zaizai reached out to touch it.
It was warm.
This brand seemed only available at the convenience store.
Thinking about it, he really moved pretty fast...
Su Zaizai, as if afraid to face reality, kept thinking about other things.
She sighed.
Inserting the straw into the bottle, she took a sip.
She felt her luck was absolutely terrible.
Every time she spoke ill of him, she was sure to get caught.
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During the extended break for morning exercises.
The students from each class lined up outside the classroom and then headed to the playground.
Several girls hurriedly borrowed rubber bands from others and hastily tied their hair up.
The sun had already risen.
The temperature wasn’t scorching; it felt warmly pleasant.
The sunlight shone on Su Zaizai, casting a golden glow.
Because of her height, Su Zaizai stood at the end of the girls’ line.
Her hair was naturally chestnut brown.
Under the sunlight, the color became even more pronounced.
The music for the morning exercises started.
As soon as Su Zaizai made the first move, someone pulled her out of the line.
Before she could react, a loud accusation hit her.
“Who allowed you to dye your hair?”
Su Zaizai froze and turned to look at the speaker.
The grade director of the first year.
She pointed to her hair and softly explained: “I didn’t dye it; it’s naturally like this.”
He frowned, completely ignoring her explanation.
“Go home this week and dye it back to black.”
“I really didn’t dye it,” Su Zaizai explained again.
The grade director’s temper flared, his voice loud and sharp: “Every student I catch gives the same excuse of being born like this. Do you think I’m that easy to fool? Can’t even change the excuse?”
Su Zaizai stopped talking.
After all, the teacher had already made up his mind.
No matter what she said, he wouldn’t believe her.
Seeing her stop arguing, the director’s expression softened a bit.
He pointed towards the direction of the teaching building and said: “Go back to the classroom. The Education Bureau people are coming today; don’t embarrass us. Dye your hair back this weekend.”
Su Zaizai looked at him, her face cold: “I can go back to the classroom, but I won’t dye my hair black.”
“You...”
“Why should I bear such consequences because you don’t believe me?” Her temper rose, enunciating every word: “I said I didn’t dye it, and I didn’t.”
He was utterly unreasonable, abruptly changing the topic.
“Who gave you permission to talk to a teacher like that?”
Su Zaizai completely ignored him: “You don’t respect me, so why should I respect you.”
With that, she walked towards the teaching building.
Not long after, another figure passed by the director.
He hurriedly called out: “Hey! Where are you going?!”
Zhang Lurang turned and coldly said: “Dyed hair.”
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Su Zaizai hadn’t reached the teaching building when someone grabbed her elbow.
She instinctively turned to look.
Seeing it was Zhang Lurang, her first reaction was.
“Rang Rang, I didn’t scold you this morning.”
Zhang Lurang: “...”
Second reaction.
“Aren’t you doing exercises? What are you doing?”
Zhang Lurang didn’t speak, just stared into her eyes.
Su Zaizai thought for a moment and asked: “Did you hear what the grade director said?”
He nodded.
His voice was too loud, and he subconsciously looked over.
He saw her.
Too far away to hear what she was saying.
He could only hear the teacher mention the words “dyed hair.”
Su Zaizai didn’t care about others’ opinions, only his.
Anxiously, she spoke: “Don’t listen to him; I didn’t dye it.”
Zhang Lurang nodded again.
Su Zaizai breathed a sigh of relief and began to educate him.
“Rang Rang, let me tell you, in situations like this, don’t be afraid. Usually, if you’re fiercer than him, he won’t dare say anything. Typical bully who fears the strong.”
“...I thought...”
“He doesn’t listen to reason, thinking being loud makes him right. It drives me crazy.”
“...She might cry.”
“I’m not afraid of him. He wouldn’t dare hit me. If he dares to hit me, my dad will kill him first.”
“...”
“At most, he’ll call my parents. When my mom comes, she’ll scold him to death too.”
“...”
“Anyway, no matter what, he’s the one who loses.”
Zhang Lurang suddenly found it amusing.
He wanted to pat her head, fluffy and looking soft and cute.
After venting, Su Zaizai’s anger dissipated.
She remembered the milk from this morning and smiled brightly.
“Rang Rang, you bought me milk this morning.”
“Mm,” he softly responded.
“How should I repay you?” Su Zaizai fretted.
“...No need.”
“Then I’ll give you all my wealth.”
“...”
“I get it, you probably think it’s too little.”
As the two walked into the teaching building, Su Zaizai suddenly realized something.
“So why did you come back?”
“...” He thought she understood.
“You weren’t scolded for dyeing your hair, were you? Even with such black hair?”
Zhang Lurang was about to deny it.
Su Zaizai continued, her face full of sympathy: “You’re worse off than me.”
“...” Fine.
The two reached the third floor.
Zhang Lurang was about to walk into the classroom when Su Zaizai suddenly tugged at his sleeve.
Her face earnest and shamelessly bold: “I really didn’t scold you this morning.”
Zhang Lurang wanted to say that he heard everything.
Before he could speak, Su Zaizai confidently explained: “I hadn’t finished speaking at that time. I had another sentence, ‘If only because you’re handsome,’ that I didn’t say. Everything I said before was just to set up that line.”
“...”
“So my main purpose was to compliment you.” Her eyes were full of sincerity.
Zhang Lurang truly wondered how thick her skin could be.
After a moment of silence, he said: “...Let’s go back.”
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Su Zaizai returned to the class and wrote homework for a while before Jiang Jia also came back.
She quickly approached and asked: “You didn’t cry, did you?”
Su Zaizai was speechless: “There’s no reason to cry...”
Jiang Jia sighed in relief: “That’s good.”
After a while,
She asked: “Did Zhang Lurang go to find you earlier?”
Thinking about it, Su Zaizai started to feel unhappy again: “Yeah, the director even said he dyed his hair. Sigh, what’s wrong with them?”
“No,” Jiang Jia lowered her voice, “I heard from the boys behind us that he himself said he dyed his hair.”
Su Zaizai: “...How is that possible.”
“Maybe they misheard,” Jiang Jia no longer insisted.
Su Zaizai was stunned.
She thought, if it was true.
Then she still felt pretty lucky.
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Not long after the evening self-study bell rang.
Su Zaizai was called to the office by the homeroom teacher.
She thought it was about today’s hair issue and didn’t pay much attention.
Su Zaizai pushed open the office door and walked in.
At first glance, she saw Zhang Lurang standing in front of the English teacher and the homeroom teacher.
Their gazes met.
Su Zaizai’s heart tightened.
She could guess that the teachers suspected the two of them of early dating.
Although they really weren’t, Su Zaizai panicked.
Because no matter what happened,
She didn’t want to involve Zhang Lurang.
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