"Qi Jing dumped Sun Decai, it wasn’t because of you, was it? Could it be that your old fla has reignited?" Xiao Manxuan asked, her eyes narrowing aningfully.
Lin Tian flicked the little girl’s forehead with his hand and pretended to be stern, "Maybe I’m just part of the reason. As for the rest, I’m clueless, but the old fla reigniting, that’s impossible."
Xiao Manxuan pouted, rubbing the forehead that had been flicked, but still probed, "Qi Jing is also very beautiful and has a great figure. Could it be that you, the big womanizer, are not tempted?"
"Is she more beautiful than my Second Miss? If I’m to be tempted, it would be by my own Second Miss, Xiao Manxuan. Don’t you fall for your own beauty every day when you look in the mirror? Anyway, every ti I look in the mirror, I’m floored by how dashing I look," Lin Tian exclaid admiringly and narcissistically.
His flattery was effortless and did not require thinking; his thick skin could rival city walls. Zhang Lingyu, who was listening by the side, felt dizzy, thinking that this jerk’s skin was as thick as ever, yet the girls fell for it nonetheless.
What she didn’t realize was the ultimate skill in picking up girls: be quick, accurate, ruthless, and have thick skin. With such a huge gender imbalance these days, reportedly with tens of millions more n than won...
... in a situation where there are more monks than porridge—oh no, more n than won—if you’re hesitant about picking up a girl, you’re straight out rejected, dood to be lonely for life.
It’s not that there’s no destiny in this world, but when destiny is handed to you and the girl is right in front of you, and you as a man are shier than won, then what’s the point of trying to pick up a girl? Even Yue Lao would take back that destiny.
Of course, Lin Tian did have the idea of hitting on girls since he was still single, but the little girl needed to grow up, didn’t she? She was too young now, right?
Xiao Manxuan’s cheeks flushed red when she heard Lin Tian speak so straightforwardly, but hearing the latter half, she couldn’t help but laugh. Her shy, blushing smile mixed with laughter was so charming that Lin Tian was dumbfounded. At such a young age, the little girl’s allure was challenging Zi Yan, and if she grew up, wouldn’t she srize thousands of n?
"You anie, have no sha. Who’s your Second Miss? You are not allowed to say that in public ever again," Xiao Manxuan commanded assertively, barely concealing her embarrassnt, but Lin Tian could tell, the little girl’s words didn’t match her feelings.
Won are creatures of contradiction, and if a man lacked insight, he would actually believe her words and be cursed as a blockhead. This aligns with the "accurate" principle of the four key tactics in flirting; the insight must be precise.
Lin Tian chuckled, "As you wish, Second Miss. Whatever you say goes. I’ll never say it in public again, only in private."
"You... you jerk, picking on . I’m not talking to you anymore." Xiao Manxuan gave Lin Tian a flirtatious glare, turned her head, and pretended to read a book, but the lingering blush on her face told Lin Tian she was deceiving herself.
"Cough cough..." Zhang Lingyu could no longer stand by, pretending to cough a few tis to interrupt Lin Tian’s "harassnt," "Lin Tian, Xuanxuan is still a young girl, don’t seduce her with your sweet talk."
"Ah, you’re right, Zhang Lingyu," Lin Tian said earnestly. "Being the honest man that I am, I should be more euphemistic."
Zhang Lingyu felt an urge to bang her head against the wall and rolled her eyes at him, "Euphemistic or not, it’s the sa aning in the end. Everyone’s scheming against you, and you still feel like joking around?"
"Life in senior year is dull and uninteresting. If soone brings so fun, should I put on a gloomy face instead? Besides, heads and limbs grow on others, what they decide to do with them is beyond my control," Lin Tian said with a look of helplessness.
"Aren’t you always a proponent of solving problems with violence? If heads and limbs are growing on others, you could just make them stop growing, couldn’t you?" Zhang Lingyu said indifferently.
Your grandpa’s, Lin Tian thought with disdain, you turn murder into such an elegant act, what a huge roundabout way of saying it, but he knew that Zhang Lingyu was just speaking hypothetically; she wasn’t the kind of maniac who kills at whim.
Powerful cultivators train, not necessarily to protect the weak, but they will certainly not kill the weak without a good reason. If they do, it’s because the opponent has a reason to die.
"Forget it, life is always so lonely and empty. I might as well keep it. After all, this kind of ga doesn’t even require intelligence; just play it casually. A ga, after all, that starts with a ga over is just too boring," Lin Tian said casually with his hands clasped behind his head, leaning back in his chair.
Zhang Lingyu was speechless. In this day and age, people are happy to be sched against. What kind of person is this?
Lin Tian indeed hadn’t put much effort into thinking about it. Up to now, he still didn’t know what Lai Xiucheng or Sun Decai were up to. With the preliminary exams approaching, he continued his revisions. As for what others were plotting, it would soon beco clear.
And so a day passed, and the next day Lin Tian went to school as usual, expecting sothing to happen. However, the whole morning passed without any incident.
Both Xiao Manxuan and Zhang Lingyu were puzzled. Could it be that all this was just their own misperception? Was Lai Xiucheng feigning his injury for so other purpose?
At noon when school was over, Lin Tian went to the garage to get his car. Before he could start the engine, his phone rang with a call from an unknown number.
"Who could be calling you at this hour?" Xiao Manxuan asked curiously.
Lin Tian was also puzzled; he had saved the numbers of people he knew, so how would soone he didn’t know have his number?
"Hello, may I ask who this is?" Lin Tian said after answering the call.
"This is Yan Dehui," ca the voice from the phone.
"Yan Dehui? Who is that?" Lin Tian was caught off guard and asked in confusion. Should he recognize this na?
Xiao Manxuan tugged at his clothes and whispered a reminder, "It’s Principal Yan."
The person on the other end of the phone also fell silent for a mont, probably choked by Lin Tian’s response.
Lin Tian responded with an "Oh," showing no sign of embarrassnt, and then asked, "Principal Yan, hello, may I ask what’s the matter?"
"I’ll get straight to the point. It’s about the school doctor, Lai Xiucheng," Principal Yan said directly, knowing that Lin Tian didn’t like beating around the bush.
"Oh, Doctor Lai. Isn’t he hospitalized? Has his condition worsened?" Lin Tian paused for a mont, then deliberately asked.
It was very strange for Principal Yan to suddenly call and start talking about Lai Xiucheng. Considering his position as a principal, he shouldn’t be so free to suddenly take an interest in a school doctor who was about to be fired.
"Lin Tian, here’s the thing. Didn’t I tell you last ti that we were going to fire Doctor Lai? But now there’s been a change, and this punishnt might..." Principal Yan said, quite awkwardly hesitating as if he feared Lin Tian would get upset.
"The punishnt might what?" Lin Tian asked, perplexed. Could Lao Lai really turn his fortunes around?
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