Chapter 031: Here Comes the Little Flying Stick (Please Favorite and Vote for a Monthly Ticket)
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Apartment 9, Room 412.
“Thanks, Jiannian.”
“Jiannian loves you.”
“You heartless flirt! You just dumped me and ran off!”
Since the beginning of the semester, Song Jiannian had brought back cut fruit almost every day.
The dorm’s eldest, Wang Chuyue, and youngest, Meng Tingting, both expressed their thanks.
Cao Yumeng, meanwhile, complained about the “heartless flirt.”
“I don’t even know why he asked me to go. He just told me to come over and take a look.”
Song Jiannian’s voice was soft, but the complaints in her heart continued without pause.
I’m not a heartless flirt. I’m just a useless college girl. Boo-hoo…
“After taking a look, you didn’t come back. You left me all alone. Thank goodness you’re in college—if we were still in high school, I’d be afraid you’d run off with some bleached-blond guy.” Cao Yumeng continued mercilessly.
“He asked me to have dinner with him. Since that was the reason, I couldn’t exactly refuse.”
“But you already ate.”
Song Jiannian’s mind worked a little slowly, but fortunately, it eventually caught up.
“I had to bring fruit back for you girls. Besides, I’m going to wash up now, so take your time eating.”
With her cheeks flushed, Song Jiannian hurried into the bathroom. By the time she had finished washing up, it was almost lights-out.
Lying in bed and looking at the Terriermon she had bought, she remembered the way Chen Yuan had haggled over the price.
He was incredible. He had actually managed to buy it for ten yuan.
How could he be so amazing?
“At this rate, Jiannian will probably be the first one in our dorm to find a boyfriend,” Meng Tingting said.
“Obviously. If she wanted a boyfriend, she could have found one during military training. We don’t have her natural advantages, so we’ll just have to make up for it in other ways,” Wang Chuyue said.
Very quietly, Song Jiannian hid herself beneath the covers and listened to them talk.
A real-life screen lurker.
“What other ways?”
“Obviously, we have to make the most of our strengths. Guys like girls who are gentle and good with money. If we consistently play up those two advantages, finding a boyfriend shouldn’t be difficult.” Wang Chuyue paused. “And there’s more…”
Meng Tingting added, “Being able to cook is another bonus.”
“That really is a bonus.” Wang Chuyue strongly agreed.
“We can’t just learn practical skills, either. We also need to pick up a few green-tea tricks. Hahaha…” Cao Yumeng burst out laughing beneath the covers. “I feel terrifyingly powerful already.”
“Exactly. Being a little more flirtatious never hurts. Hee-hee-hee…”
Hiding beneath the blankets, Song Jiannian memorized every word of their conversation.
Gentle…
She ought to be able to manage that. But she had to keep her surprising strength hidden.
It was all her uncle’s fault. Why had he made her practice martial arts when she was little?
Good with money…
She opened her phone and looked at last month’s expenses. In her first month at college, she had spent thirteen thousand yuan—three thousand over budget.
Pouting, she decided that she had to be more frugal this month and keep her spending under ten thousand.
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Song Jiannian’s large, slightly dazed eyes shifted as though she had thought of something. She opened TikTok.
At the end of the month, on the thirtieth, she had bought a dress for 3,200 yuan. After receiving it, she had never worn it. Tomorrow was the eighth, which meant it was still within the seven-day no-questions-asked return period. If she returned it, she could keep her September living expenses under ten thousand yuan.
How was that not being good with money?
Cooking…
That was so difficult…
Quietly, Song Jiannian held her phone and searched for related information.
“What kinds of things do girls do that guys consider a bonus?”
She turned the volume all the way down and secretly read the subtitles.
“Do the following things, and I guarantee he’ll love you desperately.”
“Guys like girls who are gentle and delicate…”
Song Jiannian paused the video. Her lovely brows drew together until they were almost knotted.
She was 173 centimeters tall and weighed 107 pounds. Could she still be considered delicate and birdlike?
Should she lose weight?
But getting below 100 pounds would be so difficult. She simply couldn’t control her appetite.
“You need to speak softly and appear fragile. Guys don’t like tomboys who can split watermelons with their bare hands or break apples in half…”
Oh no!
Song Jiannian panicked. I’ve become a tomboy!
She could pretend, at least. He didn’t seem particularly bright, so he probably wouldn’t notice.
“You must make full use of your charm. It’s perfectly fine to show a little of your sex appeal. These are women’s exclusive weapons—for example, black stockings, uniforms, knee-high socks…”
A little sex appeal…
Song Jiannian thought about it. She didn’t own any black stockings, but she bought several pairs of nude-colored ones every month.
As for uniforms and over-the-knee socks, she had plenty of those. That wouldn’t be a problem at all.
“Finally, and most importantly, guys all like girls with a good sense of humor. They’ll feel relaxed when they’re with you.”
That was so difficult.
Song Jiannian secretly pouted. I’m a person with no sense of humor.
O(╥﹏╥)o
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Apartment 3, Room 307.
Once the lights were out, it was time for the dorm’s late-night conversation.
The girls were talking about boys, and the boys were talking about girls.
Liu Shiyu: “I’m just asking you guys—if you don’t go to a hotel, how the hell are you supposed to get together?”
Sheng Kangming: “In a car, in a park, in a classroom without cameras, and so on…”
Liu Shiyu: “Holy crap, number four, you have to tell us more.”
Liu Shiyu eagerly went over to Sheng Kangming. Combined with the latter’s slightly chubby face and scruffy beard…
Here comes the little flying stick~~~
Chen Yuan lay on his bed without taking part in their conversation.
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What’s the point of talking so much? Just do it and be done with it.
There were messages from Jiang Wanyi and Jiang Shuyi on his phone.
Jiang Shuyi: “Have you made up your mind, junior?”
Jiang Shuyi: “Cute.jpg.”
Chen Yuan: “Not yet.”
There was really nothing wrong with joining the student union. He could even get to know more people.
But the way it had happened felt off, making him seem as though nobody wanted him and he had to get in through the back door. It was a little degrading.
Still, there was nothing he could say about it. Uncle Zhang had meant well.
Jiang Shuyi: “Daddy, have you decided yet?”
Chen Yuan: “Go away!”
Jiang Shuyi: “Hehe…”
Jiang Shuyi: “Although you’ll be an unofficial member, you’re still part of our External Relations Department now. We’re having a dinner tomorrow. Are you coming?”
Chen Yuan: “I’ll see how things go. If I have nothing else to do, I’ll come.”
Jiang Shuyi: “OK.”
After chatting with Jiang Shuyi, he opened Jiang Wanyi’s message thread.
Jiang Wanyi: “Little brother, are you free this Friday?”
Chen Yuan: “Yes. What’s up?”
Jiang Wanyi: “I’m planning to send the child to my mother’s place and go out for a lavish meal. Want to come?”
Chen Yuan: “Sure.”
Jiang Wanyi: “Then it’s settled.”
Chen Yuan: “OK.”
After finishing his conversations with the two of them, he browsed Douyu for a while, watching Old Soldier, and then prepared to go to sleep.
But just as he put down his phone, he received a message from Song Jiannian.
Song Jiannian: “Are you asleep?”
Chen Yuan: “Not yet.”
Song Jiannian: “Let me tell you a bedtime story.”
Chen Yuan: “Okay.”
Song Jiannian: “Once upon a time, there was a quail. All the other quails laid their eggs during the day, but this one laid its eggs at night.”
At this point, the straight man had to give her a setup.
Chen Yuan: “Why?”
Song Jiannian: “Because…”
Song Jiannian: “It laid night quail eggs.”
Chen Yuan: “Smiling.jpg.”
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