Pursuing Her Best Friend after Confession Failed Chapter 61 - 60: When You Meet a Good Girl, Take the Initiat

The gazes of the entire class instantly converged on Li Yuan, who was sitting in the back row, waiting to see the performance by the duo of Liu Jia and Li Yuan.

What the hell is this? Liu Jia, if you want to pull a new stunt, why drag into it? Ever since I was reborn, all I’ve wanted was to flirt with beautiful won and make more money. I have no ti to play along with your act.

But Liu Jia obviously had other plans. Holding the microphone, he continued to call out, "Li Yuan, my good partner, why are you being so shy? Co on up and let our classmates see you."

Feeling the sting of social death under the stares and stifled laughter of his classmates, Li Yuan was furious with this big oaf, Liu Jia. But with everyone’s attention on him, and being the only one left who hadn’t introduced himself, he had no choice but to stand.

Li Yuan shot a glare at Liu Jia, then turned to the other students, his expression a mixture of seven parts helplessness and three parts shyness. With a wry smile, he began.

"Hello, everyone. You’ve all been working hard."

"Please don’t look at like that, especially the girls, or I might think you’ve fallen in love with ."

"And the guys, too, especially those few who play basketball. I’m as straight as they co. You can’t bend , so just give up."

As soon as Li Yuan finished, the class erupted in cheers, with boys and girls alike covering their mouths to hide their laughter. They all assud this was part of the duo’s planned cody routine.

From her seat, Wang Jierong covered her mouth and giggled. "Yanni, I didn’t expect this Li Yuan to be so interesting."

Fang Yanni nodded in agreent. "He’s witty, but also pretty narcissistic."

Wang Jierong’s eyes were fixed on Li Yuan as she said dreamily, "That’s not narcissism, it’s confidence. He really has style. I’ve made my decision. I’ll give him a chance to pursue ."

It wasn’t just Wang Jierong and Fang Yanni. Other girls, like Xiang Qin and Tan Yanqiu, were also staring at Li Yuan with curiosity.

Even the habitually shy Xia Zhijin, who had been burying her face in a book, secretly lifted her head to glance at Li Yuan before quickly looking down again, her jade-like cheeks already tinged with a faint pink. In the instant she had peeked at him, Li Yuan had noticed her and offered a smile.

Xia Zhijin’s heart pounded in her chest, her small face filled with confusion. Why did he smile at ?

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"So this is the ’new idea’ Liu Jia was talking about? It’s strange that Li Yuan would actually agree to it," Zhou Tianyu muttered under his breath, a look of shock on his face as he listened to Li Yuan’s speech. He scoffed, "I never expected Li Yuan to be such a smooth talker. He’s full of hot air, not at all as honest as he appears."

Wu Hao glanced at him. What gave you the delusion that Li Yuan was ever honest?

Over the past few days, Wu Hao, Liu Jia, Li Yuan, and a dozen other male classmates had been playing basketball together. Amidst the passionate clash of muscles, they had been subjected to a constant barrage of Li Yuan’s "trash talk." Li Yuan was a master of lewd jokes and spouted all sorts of gags off the cuff, teaching them a whole new vocabulary.

Wu Hao couldn’t help but give Zhou Tianyu a long look. Thinking of the secret plan he had cooked up with Liu Jia and the others, a strange smile crept onto his lips. Zhou Tianyu was particularly arrogant and full of himself, always acting like the leader of their dorm. Li Yuan was also a rich heir—and tall to boot—but his behavior and speech were incredibly humble and down-to-earth.

"Tianyu, Li Yuan is seriously impressive," Wu Hao remarked. "If he were to compete with you, you wouldn’t stand a chance."

Zhou Tianyu asked, confused, "Compete with for what?"

Wu Hao just smiled and said no more.

So people are just too full of themselves, always thinking they have everything under control, that victory is already in their grasp. But in reality, things don’t always go as planned.

The one thing Zhou Tianyu had failed to realize was that he had already lost touch with the masses—no, with his classmates. Li Yuan, on the other hand, had spent the last three days calling his classmates to the basketball court. Even though it was only a dozen or so guys, it was still a significant force. You can’t win over other n with trivial favors; it takes real strength.

And that was sothing Li Yuan had in spades.

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"I originally wanted to make a low-key final appearance, but my sheer awesoness won’t allow it. I’m done pretending. I’m laying my cards on the table. I’m the Li Yuan that this big idiot on stage was talking about."

On the stage, Liu Jia was unfazed. He held the microphone and shouted back at Li Yuan, "Li Yuan, stop dawdling down there! You’re going to wear a hole right through that stool."

Li Yuan’s face darkened. Damn it, doesn’t this inwardly flashy oaf know how to talk?

Fortunately, there weren’t as many "experienced drivers"—people who understood lewd jokes—back then as there would be in the future, so most of the class didn’t catch Liu Jia’s teasing.

Li Yuan rose to his feet with an air of effortless cool and walked to the podium, glaring at Liu Jia. "Liu Jia, you seem a bit thirsty, so eager to get up here. Are you begging to dominate you?"

Li Yuan was 1.83 ters tall, but his basketball shoes brought him to nearly 1.85 ters. Furthermore, since he had spent the entire sumr vacation working out and playing basketball, his muscles were well-defined. When he showed off his physique to the class, especially to the girls, it imdiately drew cheers.

Among the male students, his recent basketball buddies began to jeer loudly. "Yuan, show Old Liu your big treasure!"

"HOLY CRAP! Old Ren, don’t be so blunt! I’m afraid Liu Jia’s frail body can’t handle it."

"I have a suspicion you guys are making a dirty joke!"

"Be more confident. Drop the ’suspicion’."

Li Yuan chuckled, clenching his fists and flexing his arms to show off his solid muscles.

"Old Li, stop wasting ti! We’re all waiting for your talent show."

"Yuan, you want a basketball? Show us your skills! Do that standing windmill dunk again!"

As Li Yuan walked onto the podium, Liu Jia held up the microphone, grinning at the rest of the class.

"Hehe, Li Yuan, let’s stand together for a little comparison."

Li Yuan was speechless. "Liu Jia, what is there to compare between us?"

"First, let’s compare height!" Liu Jia eagerly stood next to Li Yuan. He was five or six centiters taller. "Classmates, between Li Yuan and , I’m the taller one, right?"

From the audience, Wang Jierong suddenly shouted, "No way! Li Yuan is ’higher’!"

Liu Jia blinked, then laughed. "Classmate Wang Jierong, I’m clearly taller than him! You can’t just make stuff up because you’re pretty!"

Wang Jierong was extrely bold. As she spoke, she winked repeatedly at Li Yuan, sending flirtatious signals his way. "Liu Jia, Li Yuan’s muscle content is higher than yours! He has abs, and you don’t."

Liu Jia glanced down at their physiques and realized she was right. He was five or six centiters taller than Li Yuan, but he weighed about ten kilograms less.

Liu Jia cleared his throat and addressed the other students. "Ahem, I just have the kind of body that doesn’t gain weight. Ladies, try not to be too jealous."

"Anyway, back to the topic. The long and short of it is this: I invited Li Yuan up here because he and I are the closest in the class. Plus, I wanted a new way to do our self-introductions, sothing that would make sure our classmates never forget us..."

After finishing his explanation, Liu Jia passed the microphone to Li Yuan, a broad smile on his face.

"Li Yuan, before we start the ga, I’d like to ask you sothing."

"Who gave you such an aweso na? Does Emperor Taizong of Tang, Li Er, know about this?"