Chapter 417: Chapter 294: The Grand Illusion
The multidia network was disconnected.
Yu Wen couldn’t play her MV anymore, so she had to co down from the podium.
Upon seeing this, Cui Yu quickly taunted her, “Go on, why aren’t you playing it now?”
“All the bad karma from doing shady things has co back to bite you, hasn’t it?”
Yu Wen retorted with a cold face, “What does it have to do with you? Mind your own business.”
Cui Yu crowed, “Ah, no enchantress-dancing videos, I feel so relaxed!”
He returned to his seat comfortably.
Yu Wen was annoyed in her heart; her spirits had been high, and now, cut off midway, it was truly uncomfortable.
She sulkingly stayed at her desk, when suddenly, a tall figure appeared at the classroom door.
The class president walked in, and when Yu Wen saw Huang Zhongfei’s handso face, she instantly wasn’t angry anymore.
So n can indeed be so handso that a single glance can brighten a woman’s mood instantly.
Yu Wen squeezed out what she thought to be her most beautiful smile, approached Huang Zhongfei, and called out in a voice that gave people goosebumps,
“Class president, let treat you to a milky tea~”
Naturally, Cui Yu noticed this scene, and he couldn’t help but twitch the corner of his eye.
Looking back at Yu Wen, he found that the more arrogant she had been in front of him, the more restrained she was in front of Huang Zhongfei.
This extre contrast puzzled Cui Yu.
He admitted Huang Zhongfei was handso, but was being handso that important?
Could it make an unreasonable girl coax and flatter so much?
Cui Yu couldn’t understand.
To solve his confusion, he wanted to find ng Gui, but then rembered that ng Gui had gone ho to change clothes.
He thought about it and darted to the back row.
“Brother Ma, I’d like to ask you a question.” Cui Yu expressed his dilemma, “Does being handso make you popular with girls?”
Ma Shicheng logically said, “Isn’t that obvious? Handso guys are of course popular with girls.”
Next to him, Guo Kunnan, equally interested, thought of the ti he had used Huang Zhongfei’s identity to have an online romance with Manman. Manman was utterly submissive, catering to him with care.
He didn’t say a word, and Manman waited on ten from him.
It was a feeling Guo Kunnan had never experienced before.
“How important is being handso? Is it more important than money?” Guo Kunnan asked, “Do girls prefer rich guys or handso guys?”
Ma Shicheng said, “If you want to date, being handso is undoubtedly much more important than money. Innocent girls will like you for being handso, not for your money, and it’s the sa with rich won.”
Listening to Ma Shicheng’s confident answer, Guo Kunnan felt dispirited:
“Am I dood to never asure up to those handso guys?”
Cui Yu glanced at Huang Zhongfei’s face, feeling a sense of desperation:
“Even if I work hard to earn money and beco a big boss, I won’t be as popular with girls as the class president.”
Ma Shicheng countered, “Is your life just about girls?”
“Being handso only gives you an edge in dating, but having money, in 99% of domains, you’re unbeatable, right?”
Guo Kunnan said, “But I just want to love.”
Ma Shicheng gave in and sincerely advised, “…If you really want to find a partner, you could consider setting your sights a little lower.”
“And why compare yourself to others? The vast majority of people in the world are ordinary; neither handso nor rich.”
“At those tis, what’s more important is a noble character.”
Cui Yu listened, looked surprised, and couldn’t help but see him in a new light:
“Brother Ma, I’ve learned my lesson.”
After Ma Shicheng’s talk, Cui Yu felt much more balanced.
Cui Yu left.
Guo Kunnan said, “Brother Ma, my old classmate just told , either I lend her the money, or she’ll post about it on Monts and Qzone.”
“She has the contact info of many of our middle school classmates, and if she really posts it, I’m done for, Brother Ma!”
“Brother Ma, my reputation is in your hands, you’ve got to co up with sothing quick; she’s only given ten minutes!”
Ma Shicheng had a headache. It was his own doing after all.
And there was a damn ti limit, too!
“Why don’t you try this then,” he said. “Claim your account got hacked, and copy that ssage to send to all your female classmates.”
“Fight poison with poison.”
Upon hearing this, Guo Kunnan thought carefully and it seed like it could work!
And he had a bold idea; he wanted to take this opportunity to send it to Xu Yan.
What if, by so fluke, Xu Yan took an interest in him?
If it failed, he could just say his account was hacked.
He would have a chance to start over.
The more Guo Kunnan thought about it, the more tempted he felt. He copied a confession of love and sent it to all the girls on his list.
…
Yu Wen fixed the straw for Huang Zhongfei and handed him the oat milk tea.
“No need,” Huang Zhongfei refused.
“Class president, we are all grateful to you for telling us that the school anniversary wasn’t canceled. This is sothing we all chipped in to buy for you as thanks.” Yu Wen invoked the honor of the class.
Sure enough, after hearing this, Huang Zhongfei took the milk tea.
In reality, he didn’t like milk tea, and if he did drink it, he’d only have it with a third of the usual sugar. Unfortunately, the ones Yu Wen bought for him always had full sugar—they were too sweet, and Huang Zhongfei would feel sick from the sweetness every ti.
He took a sip. It was very sweet.
After just one sip, Huang Zhongfei placed the milk tea to one side. He probably couldn’t drink any more of it.
Yu Wen, sipping her milk tea, felt happy inside. Such delicious milk tea; the class president surely loved it, right?
If he drank the milk tea, he’d definitely think more highly of , right?
If he thought more highly of , that ans he’d start to like , right?
If I could be the class president’s girlfriend…
Oh, how joyful that would be!
Yu Wen sat sideways, facing Huang Zhongfei, sipping her milk tea little by little, showing him her gentlest and most ladylike deanor. She only wanted to show the class president the best side of herself.
Yu Wen even started acting extra cute; she intentionally turned on the charm, her hands cradling the cup. With her mouth slightly open, she placed her front teeth on the straw, propping up her head.
Nibbling on it a little, wow, Yu Wen thought she was super cute.
She must be the heroine in a romance drama, so cute that a CEO would be smitten with her, willing to go against everyone’s wishes just to be with her.
Even if her legs were disabled and she could only sit in a wheelchair, the CEO would remain steadfast and always love her.
Unknowingly, Yu Wen’s eyes beca dreamy, her vision grew misty, and she gazed upon Huang Zhongfei’s profile. What kind of profile was that?
It was no less than any CEO’s from those dramas, perhaps even more handso, and this was a real person in the flesh, within reach.
The way the class president worked—no, how serious he was about his studies—was just so cool!
Yu Wen fantasized about years later, marrying the class president, owning their house together, watching him work in silence just like today.
Huang Zhongfei felt a burning gaze on him, sothing to which he had long grown accustod.
As Yu Wen fantasized, her head bobbed up and down, her front teeth tapping the straw.
“Eh~” Yu Wen made a noise.
Huang Zhongfei turned to look at her.
The excitent Yu Wen felt upon seeing Huang Zhongfei’s face…
She moved her teeth, and the straw she propped her head on suddenly slipped, right in front of Huang Zhongfei, poking into her nostril…
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