But neither Yhan Qingwu nor Mo Ke expected to be ambushed just five minutes after they speculated that the Archaeology Departnt was "ambushed."
Just a minute ago, the two were walking towards the school gate, handing over their invitations to the person in charge.
The person in charge wasn’t from Qing University, although young-looking, it was evident they had an official or military deanor. After looking at the invitations, they glanced at the two, stamp! The invitation was approved.
Yhan Qingwu and Mo Ke were about to enter.
"Are you Yhan Qingwu and Mo Ke from Beijing University?"
Although it was a question, the tone was affirmative.
Sowhat unfriendly.
The two turned to look.
A student from Qing University, a female student.
They locked eyes for a second, and it seed that the onlookers could sense the tension?
If there was, it was one-sided.
It seed the two girls from Beijing University weren’t ready for confrontation.
In the second second, this girl continued to show hostility, extending her slender and beautifully manicured hand painted in three colors.
"Zhan Yu from Qing University, Civil Engineering, Class of 2009, Class 1"
Cold speech, sharp eyes, a not especially tall but well-proportioned figure, impeccable makeup. From this girl, Yhan Qingwu and Mo Ke experienced a different kind of arrogance and aggressiveness compared to Seo Man’s aristocratic pride and strength. This girl’s pride seed to stem from certain purposes.
If Seo Man’s pride was purely a "height competition" – I want to appear better because you’re excellent; if you truly excel, so be it, I’ll strive to beco even better.
Then this girl’s pride was purely a "trample competition" – You’re excellent? What a joke, I’m better, aren’t I? Look how short you are.
And stepping down a couple of tis.
Well, this girl’s character and style were fully exposed in her eyes and ongoing gesture.
Aggressiveness.
Yhan Qingwu and Mo Ke extended their hands in turn, they feigned a handshake. Hello.
After retracting her hand, Zhan Yu said lightly, "You two don’t know the way, right? If you need, I can show you around."
A bit forceful.
It felt like rejecting would be unappreciative, but accepting would seem as if you were pleading for her help.
Mo Ke glanced at her and the few girls behind her, and smiled slightly, "If we can handle things on our own, there’s no need to waste others’ ti, thanks. Let’s go, Yhan Qingwu."
The two of them walked into the campus. In fact, this kind of "ambush" was only worth a small mont of their ti.
"It seems the personalities of these two from Beijing University are a bit soft, they don’t seem like much," a girl giggled.
But another said, "But it’s undeniable that their superficial and empty appearance brings them significant advantages, don’t n all fall for this stuff?"
"And I think that one called Mo Ke isn’t as harmless as she seems, didn’t you hear what she said earlier? It sounded like she was mocking us for making a fuss over nothing."
"And that Yhan Qingwu, what’s with the high-cold act? Lucky enough to make money... I’ve read so analysis posts, a lot of her funds have unclear sources... After getting rich, she skips class all the ti, and Beijing University didn’t say a thing, even helped cover up."
Zhan Yu watched them walk away, curling her lips. "The Archaeology Departnt’s classical and elegant beauty? Financial sector beauty? Hah~"
Mo Ke didn’t know that her casually polite and reasonable words were instantly analyzed and labeled as being a "calculating hypocritical white lotus green tea girl..."
And for Sui Yi, who hadn’t said more than one sentence from beginning to end, she was labeled as a "young nouveau riche female indulging in material life, skipping class, and flirting with n."
If they knew, they’d probably just have to chuckle.
--Kids these days, how strange.
Actually, it was also the circle they interacted with and their own upbringing and personalities that set them apart from so of the "malignant tumors" born in these female circles of comparison and envy.
Would Su Zimu be like this? Would Yhan Qingwu be like this? How about those two rough Gong Jiu guys? Even Lin Yun and Liang Bing had strong, upright morals.
So, once they interacted with Zhan Yu’s circle, their perceptions would be updated.
Not that it can’t be understood, just that it’s unimaginable that these people would harbor malice from so psychological changes, not a large group, but there’s always that bunch.
"The world isn’t full of open-hearted good people, so if you encounter one, cherish them."
This is the saying of a psychologist.
And also a kind of social philosophy.
The best way is to ignore them.
Yhan Qingwu and Mo Ke quickly found the place and t with the other seven mbers of the Archaeology Departnt.
In fact, a good portion of the Archaeology Departnt’s students was there.
The seven were standing among the crowd.
Seeing the two archeology departnt’s sole seedlings, they all looked over.
"Finally eting in person, the two juniors"
Among the ten people, there were only three first-years, Yhan Qingwu, Mo Ke, and Ye Zixu.
The selection of these three was an exception, which should have made the seniors a bit uncomfortable, but with Mo Ke and Ye Zixu’s usual academic presentations and solid foundations being obvious, they didn’t have much debate, and even Sui Yi, who didn’t show up often, had so "proof" that was indisputable. With professors having a particular liking for Sui Yi, they naturally wouldn’t undermine them on the surface. eting was a seemingly pleasant welco...
However, with Mo Ke’s insight into them, this pleasantness seed rather superficial and couldn’t withstand probing.
Yhan Qingwu and Mo Ke nodded to them.
"Let introduce you, I’m Zhang Yunlong, a senior, this is Li Rui, Yun Chun, Lih Yang, we’re all seniors, and here are your junior classmates, Hu Yun..." (To be continued. If you like this work, please vote for it at Qidian (qidian), and give monthly votes, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian for reading.)
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