Chapter 295: Love at First Sight
At six o’clock, the class bell rang.
Zhang Shaoqing jumped up excitedly, rushing to the podium.
“Teacher, I don’t understand this knowledge point!”
He lunged to the front of the class, hands pressing down on the podium, urgently shouting at Teacher Qian Qian.
As a teacher, Qian Qian was more than willing to clarify doubts for her students. She paused her lesson plan, looked up, and smiled at Zhang Shaoqing, “Sure, I just have some time.”
Zhang Shaoqing felt his bones turn to jelly listening to Qian Qian’s soft yet slightly raspy voice. He picked up his textbook, lowered his head to flip it open, and fell silent.
What if he didn’t understand the whole book…
He was just a rich kid who lounged around, never taking classes seriously—totally reasonable, right?!
“Um… I don’t quite understand this part.”
“And here, and here…”
Qian Qian’s gentle smile began to fade: “This… might take a while.”
“Teacher, can we add each other on WeChat? I can ask you about any questions online too.”
Though she had just started working, she wasn’t stupid and quickly realized Zhang Shaoqing was looking for something beyond just academic help. She eyed him suspiciously.
That was an aggressively strong gaze that sparked fear.
“Teacher, I really don’t understand.”
“Alright then…”
Ning Chu and Wen Yang weren’t in a hurry to leave, watching the scene unfold from their seats.
“Whoa~ his approach is so direct!” Ning Chu exclaimed, “If he were this straightforward with Ling Ling, he wouldn’t have lost his childhood sweetheart ~”
She felt a bit more relieved. Although it was a shameless and clingy pursuit strategy, it matched Zhang Shaoqing’s shameless character perfectly.
At least it wasn’t the villain’s method of coercion.
“Learn from this, afraid of being intercepted again.”
Wen Yang had never seen Zhang Shaoqing so hyped up before. Previously, when he encountered some cat girls, Zhang Shaoqing only displayed mild interest, not this urgency.
Looks like all men really are fond of a turbulent sea.
The previous cat girls were just too calm.
And his little succubus was gradually becoming a big succubus with careful nurturing.
“I got it done!”
Zhang Shaoqing strutted back, bouncing as he walked.
Ning Chu looked up at him and asked, “You just got WeChat, what’s your next plan?”
“Um… take it one step at a time?”
“Hey! Can you give me back that spray? Just in case things get out of hand…”
“No way!”
Wow! You’re already thinking of underhanded tricks before even starting, huh?
“Hey~ it was mine to begin with.” Zhang Shaoqing turned to Wang Jie and asked, “Got any questions you don’t understand? I can help ask the teacher.”
“You figured it out already?”
“Heh~ who do you think I am?” He patted his textbook, “I absolutely can’t understand it! It’s harder than ancient texts!”
Looks like this guy planned to act like a diligent student to get closer to Qian Qian.
“Hurry up! Everyone, give me some advice.”
Zhang Shaoqing sat across from them, eagerly staring: “I’ve never pursued a girl before; do you have any experience? Tell me!”
“……”
Suddenly, they all fell silent, exchanging glances.
“Wang Jie, you go first!”
“Me? I got pursued, I told you.”
“What about you two? Not Ning Chu pursuing you as well, right?”
Wen Yang shook his head, answering hesitantly: “When feelings are right, you just naturally get together…”
He then raised a question: “Wait, the teacher must have at least a Master’s degree; counting around 25 or older, are you sure you want to pursue?”
“Older women have more gold bricks, you know! What’s wrong with carrying more?”
“But the school doesn’t allow teacher-student relationships, right?”
“Who cares what the school thinks! Those incompetent leaders can’t even manage their own business, why would they interfere with mine?”
Zhang Shaoqing couldn’t care less, grumbling and turning to Ning Chu: “Ning Chu! You’re a girl; what do you think from your perspective?”
“I…”
Ning Chu was even more confused.
She had just been a girl for a few months, previously a virgin who had never dated; what did she know?
“How did you end up liking Wen Yang? What kind of guys do girls generally like?”
She truly didn’t understand how the topic landed on her.
Her face turned red as she stammered: “Wen Yang is tall, gives… a sense of security…”
When she first crossed over, Ning Chu was in turmoil; Zhang Shaoqing seemed to oppose her every day, Wang Jie looked like a ghost, and only Wen Yang somewhat took care of her.
When she transformed into a girl and fainted from fear, it was Wen Yang who first rushed her to the hospital.
While fearing this world of Small Royal Text, believing it was fraught with danger, only Wen Yang’s male lead identity provided her with a sense of security. Plus, with Wen Yang’s height, he could really protect her in any situation.
“That’s it?” Zhang Shaoqing smirked, “You guys don’t have any constructive advice at all.”
“We do.”
“Like what?”
“Don’t think about sneaky tricks! If you like her, pursue her honestly!” Ning Chu shot him a glare, “You actually thought about using that hypnosis spray just now!”
Zhang Shaoqing huffed: “I was just talking big.”
Who can’t tell when someone is just talking big?!
Ning Chu grabbed Wen Yang and stood up: “We’re heading back.”
“Hey! What if you help me get closer to Qian Qian? How about infiltrating as an insider?”
“Let’s talk about it tomorrow.”
“Why the rush to leave?”
To be honest, Ning Chu wasn’t really fond of Zhang Shaoqing.
Not because Zhang Shaoqing’s conditions were bad—this guy, although carefree, had a family background that could beat 99% of single men.
Mainly because of his extremely controlling mom…
In the evening, the temperature dropped even more, and the chilly wind on the street made Ning Chu curl up her neck.
She pulled her scarf up to cover half her face, revealing only a pair of bright eyes looking ahead.
“We passed the bus stop.” Wen Yang stopped, looking back at the bus stop behind them.
“I want to buy some snacks~”
“I can buy whatever you want, it’s cold.”
Seeing Ning Chu shake her head, he stepped forward, taking her cold, soft hand into his warm palm: “Your hands are so cold; why don’t you put them in your pockets?”
“I want to play on my phone.”
Ning Chu could clearly feel the warmth coming from Wen Yang’s palm, unconsciously moving a bit closer to him, feeling just a tad warmer.
In the dim evening light, the lamppost behind them stretched their shadows long, the tall figures tightly connected.
Leaves fluttered down from above, swirling in front of her, blown away by the cold wind.
She squinted her eyes and asked, “Wen Yang.”
“Mm?”
“My feet are sore.”
“Then you should head back first?”
“Carry me!”
Wen Yang was taken aback, habitually indulging her, chuckling as he shook his head and squatted down: “You just don’t want to walk, yet you say your feet are sore.”
Ning Chu suddenly leapt onto Wen Yang’s back, catching him off guard, almost causing him to stumble forward.
He barely regained his balance but felt her icy face stick tightly against his cheek, gently rubbing like a cat.
“Your face is so warm~”
“Are you treating me like a hot water bottle?” He smiled gently, stood up while removing Ning Chu’s legs from around him, but suddenly shuddered, inhaling sharply, “Don’t put your hands on me!”
“I’ll treat you to ice cream!”
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