Even if they like each other, isn’t it nice to prolong the ambiguity a bit, knowing but holding back, making every move and conversation interesting, almost impossible to stop..."
Lin Li, who was analyzing, suddenly realized he was off track, halted his argunts on ambiguity, and continued to give advice:
"Anyway, just hold your ground for these two days and see if she plans to ask you out for another al. If she does, congratulations, it’s definitely going steady.
If not, that’s normal too. As long as she doesn’t suddenly go cold in chats, you can say it’s your turn to treat her to a al in a couple of days, and if she doesn’t refuse, congratulations, it’s still steady.
If her chatting desire drops and she dodges al plans, congratulations, it’s steady, Bao Wei will transform into the perfect wife and greet you at your dorm with nothing but an apron and a genuine smile, saying, ’Welco back, single dog.’"
Wang Ze adjusted his school trousers: "Damn, that last line really hit ."
Zhou Baowei: "?"
Bai Bufan, who was drinking water, almost spat it out in laughter at the move.
"You ass, Wang Ze, you’re really consistently performing well." Bai Bufan landed a punch on Wang Ze’s butt at the table.
"But it does make sense. It’s my first ti being pursued, and I’m feeling sowhat anxious. Lin Li, your advice is reliable and makes sense." Wang Ze nodded but then inquired:
"But, Lin Li, how should guys and girls chat with each other? During lunch today, there were so many awkward monts."
"We hardly know each other, and many tis the awkward chats couldn’t continue, ending with ’um, ha-ha,’ followed by an almost suffocating silence. I was brainstorming for new topics; it made my brain want to die."
Wang Ze expressed his true feelings.
"Talk about shared topics, right? Isn’t that obvious?" Bai Bufan, standing around and giving advice without any pain to himself.
"The problem is here: she is more of an indoor person and likes watching dramas, variety shows, and novels, while I play gas and basketball; there’s no matching topic." Wang Ze shrugged helplessly.
"Don’t you also read novels?"
"Completely different channels, can’t talk about them. She reads either BL or palace intrigue novels, which I can’t get into, and I read explicit ones, which she doesn’t." Wang Ze shrugged again.
Bai Bufan pondered, his eyes lighting up: "No, no, at the core it’s the sa, Wang Ze. I’ve got a move, maybe it can show off your masculine charm."
"Tell ?" Wang Ze frowned.
Bai Bufan stood up, since Wang Ze was sitting on the table, making him appear taller, and Bai Bufan moved forward, pinched Wang Ze’s chin, lifted it for eye contact, smirked mischievously, and spoke with a magnetic voice:
"Oh, naughty senior, the next ti you read novels and co across words you don’t know, ask ."
Wang Ze: "?"
Isn’t this ’at the core’ a bit too ’at the core’?
But Bai Bufan thought his suggestion was sheer genius.
"Look, Wang Ze, this showcases your dominant charisma while highlighting your intelligence. If the senior is sapiosexual, she would probably faint from excitent!"
"Here, I need to correct a misunderstanding."
Lin Li finally couldn’t take it anymore, having frowned all along, he stepped in to set things right:
"Many girls like domineering presidents, but rember, they like the ’president’ part, not the ’domineering’ part.
For instance, no one likes a ’domineering beggar’."
To demonstrate, Lin Li kicked Bai Bufan aside, took his place, pinched Wang Ze’s chin, smirked mischievously, and spoke with a magnetic voice:
"Oi, naughty senior, this weekend co beg with at the school gate, your bowl has already been prepared by the butler. Shh—don’t speak, don’t refuse, this isn’t a consultation, it’s notification."
"How about that? Would you like such a domineering beggar?"
With his mouth covered, Wang Ze: "(;☉_☉)?"
Wants to kick these two to death.
"Got it? So teaching senior to recognize words is logically fine, but don’t use the tone of a domineering president, because Wang Ze isn’t a president, so discuss it."
Lin Li looked at Bai Bufan and gave a conclusion.
"I see, I’m still thinking too narrowly." Bai Bufan nodded.
Watching the animated conversation between the two, Wang Ze: "..."
"Seriously, I know Bufan spews nonsense; he’s just a coward afraid of girls. Pri Minister, you can’t be like this, give sothing real! How should I chat in this situation?"
Tugging Lin Li’s hand away, Wang Ze looked at Lin Li with grievance.
Yet Lin Li just shrugged: "I don’t know either."
"Eh?"
"No, Wang Ze, you actually see as a love guru? My romantic experience is akin to Shang Yang’s limbs — zero. Until this year, the tis people asked for my contact info are as nurous as the tis Bai Bufan’s butt has been entered — once.
What I told you before was just so emotional intelligence stuff; I don’t have experience in the other aspects.
Without common topics, chatting is just improvisation, winging it."
Lin Li spoke honestly.
Can’t have Wang Ze treat the senior like a buddy, right?
Bai Bufan is a cautionary tale.
However, if the senior likes BL, then Wang Ze joking about testosterone might actually work wonders.
"But Pri Minister, how do you always have endless talk with the class rep? Do you chat about subjects and studies? But I see you smiling so lewdly, it doesn’t seem like it."
Wang Ze contemplated for a long ti, failed, and still asked with a headache.
"Just chat casually, talk about whatever cos to mind, my situation is different from yours." Lin Li spread his hands open.
"Give an example, maybe it’ll be the sa. What was the last topic you chatted about?" Wang Ze was relentless.
Lin Li thought for a bit.
"At noon, I wanted to touch the class rep’s leg, but she wouldn’t let ."
Wang Ze, Bai Bufan, Zhou Baowei: "?"
Bai Bufan’s mouth twitched, his expression eased as he looked at Wang Ze: "Wang Ze, still want to learn?"
Wang Ze chanically shook his head.
How the hell do I learn this?
Discussing a poem during the first chat and talking about touching legs the second eting?
Then the confession wall, "Head of the Boys in Class 4, Senior Year Wang Ze," might make a grand coback.
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