Act Three

Although the academic performance is not at the top level, it has consistently stood out, belonging to the upper tier of the middle class.

Xiao Yu's eyes immediately sparkled with light, "This is what you said!"

Zhuo Yan forcefully tossed her head, exuding an air of confidence as she said, "Hmph, how dare he look down on me?! He should check if he even managed to win over his wife before judging me!" She patted Lu Yang on the shoulder, her gaze as if looking down upon the world, "Sister, just wait and see how Jiang Shan Jun will regret his past decisions and come to beg for my forgiveness! The thought of him groveling to me in the near future makes me want to scream with excitement! Hahaha!"

The landscape collapsed as she cast a glance at him, and he had already become weak and listless. "Zhuo Wenjing, in recent days, I beg you, stay away from me! I am severely drained and cannot afford to be tormented by you!"

Zhuo Yan curled her lips and said, "This idea is already quite lewd enough! What else do you want to do?"

At first hearing, Zhuo Yan was completely baffled and did not understand what Xiao Yu was saying

Zhuo Yan pretended to be pitiful and replied with her head down: "Teacher, I was wrong!"

At that time, "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" had not yet been released, but this classic line spoken by Guo Furong to Lu Xiucai had already been preemptively used by Xiao Yu on Zhuo Yan.

Zhuo Yan nodded in agreement, saying, "Yes, yes, I am from Class 3. You are too."

One does not feel it when not inquiring, but after inquiring, one truly knows to be astonished

Zhuo Yan grinned and mumbled: "I feel dizzy!"

With a heart full of doubts, she repeated it once more

Some say he resembles Andy Lau, others say he looks like Leo Ku, while some claim he bears a resemblance to Nicholas Tse, and even more assert that he looks like Chow Yun-fat

Having learned to dance since childhood, one has attained a high level of skill in the art of dance

Little Yu nodded repeatedly, his eyes seemingly radiating little hearts. "Hmm! Actually, I don't have too many thoughts; as long as he can sit beside me and accompany me through a class, I would be content!"

Zhuo Yan couldn't help but shiver, "And then?"

Xiao Yu replied, "Is there even a need to ask? You have such a thick skin!"

Seeing Xiao Yu's sudden change in color, she quickly shifted the topic, "But why do you want me to help you say that?" In fact, she was hinting for Xiao Yu to hurry up and praise her.

He stared at Zhuo Yan, heartbroken, and lamented: "You are a monster! You are indeed a monster!"

To know oneself and to know one's enemy is to win a hundred battles without loss

I initially thought that Xiao Yu would fly into a rage and hit someone, but instead, she raised her head in surprise and looked at Zhuo Yan with a guilty and breathless expression, asking, "Did you, did you figure out what I was thinking? Is it, is it that obvious?"

It is said that Oxford University once intended to admit him through a special sports scholarship, but he responded to the admissions officer by saying: "I love my country!" This led the admissions officer to leave in disappointment

As the class bell rang, Zhuo Yan, Lu Yang, and Jiang Shan walked to the front of the podium

It turns out that in recent days, the usually capricious Xiao Yu has been very focused, lost in thought.

Lastly, regarding appearance

She asked Zhuo Yan in confusion: "Wen Jing, are you alright? You were just looked down upon by someone, yet why are you so happy? I want to ask, where has your sense of shame gone?"

She felt that the serene sadness on Xiao Yu's face was completely out of sync with the frenzied music filling the room. No matter how she looked at it, it just didn't match. She even worried that after watching for a while, the one who was truly sad might remain unaffected, while the innocent bystanders would be the first to suffer from a mental breakdown due to the overwhelming stimulation.

She called Xiao Yu in retaliation: "Spring Girl!"

Upon hearing this, Zhuo Yan immediately became all smiles. She hopped up a step and bounced in front of Jiang Shan, looking very pleased as she said to him: "Thank you, thank you! Brother Jiang Shan, do you know? Nowadays, when praising someone's charm, the term 'demonic talent' is used! I never expected that in your eyes, my image has risen to such heights! I truly appreciate your kindness!"

Zhuo Yan herself scoffed at Lu Yang's words; however, unexpectedly, they received strong and unanimous approval from everyone.

What is Ge Wu En?

The truth of this matter remains unverified by anyone; nonetheless, what everyone delights in discussing is merely the legendary aspect of it, rather than its true essence.

Xiao Yu grasped her hand in a reverse grip, filled with boundless eagerness, "Wen Jing, I need you to help me with something! I know this task is impossible for anyone else, but you can do it, you definitely can! You are not an ordinary person!"

Lu Yang ran to her side, exclaiming in distress, "What happened? What happened? How did you fall when everything was fine?"

It could be said that the first three are acceptable, as they all have elongated face shapes. However, the appearance of that Uncle Zhou at the end truly left her unable to accept it—he clearly has a round and square face shape, how could it be compared to an elongated face?

Secondly, they lack a backbone and integrity, and are overly adept at currying favor. They are quick to realize who is upset and immediately put on a smiling face to appease, willing to shed their pride and continuously apologize, truly embodying the role of a sycophant

Especially skilled in the moonwalk of Michael Jackson—she finally understood why Xiao Yu, when he was lost in thought that day, chose to listen to the passionate and stirring "Beat It" instead of the melancholic "Er Quan Ying Yue"; it turned out to be a case of remembering someone through song

Xiao Yu leaned forward vigorously, his face instantly magnified by N times, "Then, in the Mechanical Engineering class, there is a student named Zhang Yidi!"

Regardless of what everyone says or discusses, she rarely engages in conversation, presenting a melancholic demeanor typical of an artistic young woman, with a face full of bright sadness. She obsessively listens to Michael Jackson's intense music over and over again, which is indeed quite peculiar

As her greenish eyes swept over, Zhuo Yan felt a chill run down her back

Zhuo Yan was immediately taken aback—she had originally intended to launch a personal attack, but unexpectedly, her words hit the nail on the head

Foreign languages are particularly prominent, and it seems that he is not only proficient in English. It is said that Zhang Jun's most refined language is actually French

Lu Yang pushed her away and refused to look at her any longer, quickly taking a few steps to link arms with another classmate and headed towards the cafeteria...

Hearing these people speak, Zhuo Yandong felt perplexed

"What were you just laughing at?" a certain teacher asked in a deep voice

He began playing basketball in middle school and his skills are exceptional

How could it be that I feel dizzy when everything is fine

Lu Yang had long since become accustomed to her methods, remaining quite composed and unperturbed.

Zhuo Yan expressed her utmost grievance, "Try squeezing the faces of Andy Lau, Leo Ku, Nicholas Tse, and Chow Yun-fat together. With so many noses, eyes, and mouths piled up, just see if you get dizzy!"

For the sake of health, she inquired earnestly of Xiao Yu: "Little Fish, why are you so melancholic? Has a cat set its sights on you?"

A certain teacher seemed to believe that Zhuo Yan's attitude of admitting mistakes was commendable and that he was teachable, so instead of being excessively harsh, he merely gave them a scolding filled with saliva and then let them go.

In the following two days, the atmosphere in the dormitory was rather gloomy. After a thorough exploration, Zhuo Yan discovered the underlying reason.

Lu Yang initially thought she was angry, but when she cautiously raised her eyes to take a look, she couldn't help but feel a bit stunned.

After stacking, there was no time to clearly see what it actually looked like—clatter and clamor!

The situation became dire; lacking practical experience, he was suddenly horrified by Zhuo Yan's seemingly righteous confession and her tearful plea for pity, caught off guard and brutally stabbed, which caused his powerful body to tremble violently

Leaving the lecture hall, Jiang Shan could not help but lean against the wall, gasping for breath

Zhuo Yan took a step back, let out an "oh," and put on the demeanor of a wise person, shaking her head and saying, "You want me to help you with your shady dealings, right?"

Firstly, one is overly eager to boast about oneself, never considering the act of disgusting others as a wrongdoing; throughout this life, one is likely to remain unaware of what it truly means to feel embarrassed

As Zhuo Yan descended the stairs to the cafeteria, she continued to ponder this question.

A certain teacher scanned them with a piercing gaze, finally resting his eyes on Zhuo Yan

Xiao Yu ignored her interruption and continued passionately: "Wen Jing, let me first introduce the historical context. This semester, there are not enough classrooms, so our English class is held together with a class from the Mechanical Engineering Department." She paused, her gaze burning intensely as she looked at Zhuo Yan.

Where is this a person? It is simply an idol

Although deep down she is utterly insane, once she puts on a facade of being well-behaved, she can easily deceive anyone.

Zhuo Yan nodded obediently and said, "Oh, good!" In an instant, her expression changed, and a hint of mischief appeared at the corners of her eyes and brows. "You think I'm a nuisance, right? Fine, go arrange it with Wu Shuang yourself. I won't play with you anymore!" After saying this, she turned her head, skipped down two steps, and walked over to Lu Yang, linking her arm with hers and striding away.

Lu Yang once summarized: Zhuo Yan possesses three most shameless traits

Zhuo Yan was somewhat on the verge of a breakdown

With a sinister chuckle, Zhuo Yan shook her head and said to Lu Yang with a serious expression: "Yang Yang, remember, this is called—competing with the class monitor, an endless source of joy!"

Shou Shou Shen, with a sly smile, took Xiao Yu's hand and said earnestly, "Little girl, you can deceive others, but you cannot deceive me. Don't be shy, speak your mind. If you have any difficulties, I will help you solve them"

Zhuo Yan immediately fainted

Get lost

Zhuo Yan was afraid that he would expose himself, so amidst her busy schedule, she distractedly stepped on his foot as a warning that if he laughed out of turn, there would be no mercy

In the face of Zhang Yidi's various dazzling honors and titles, Zhuo Yan could not help but be swept away by the excitement along with everyone else

Zhuo Yan glared at Xiao Yu with all her might, wishing she could kill her on the spot

In order to successfully carry out her pimping activities, Zhuo Yan took special care to investigate thoroughly, aiming to gain a comprehensive understanding of Zhang Yidi before taking action

A sudden flash of inspiration struck her, and she understood

Xiao Yu turned her head to look at her, her gaze as confused and hazy as if she had just awakened from a deep dream, and slowly mouthed the words: "Song - Wu - En"

She shouted loudly: "Hey! You really are quite unreasonable! I am so openly giving you the opportunity to praise me, and you actually don't know how to cherish it! Fool! Slap! You are really something! Besides, tell me, between you, the man who is forcing me to help you, and me, who is being forced, who has the thicker skin!"

All the female students in the school unanimously agree that only two words can be used to describe Zhang Jun: attention-seeking

She was trying to visualize the appearances of the four individuals in her mind, making an effort to overlay their faces together

She missed her step and fell directly down the stairs

Zhuo Yan got up from the ground, dusted off her bottom, and was filled with sorrow

She sighed and looked up: In this world, why are wise women always so lonely like snow

Lu Yang suddenly became wooden, as if struck by lightning

She once said: "Zhuo Wenjing, if you remain still and silent, merely blinking your eyes, anyone would think you are a delicate and gentle girl in need of protection; however, the moment you speak, all the beautiful illusions will shatter into pieces—oh you, I now see you as a painful sight of a man dressed as a woman!"

This girl actually has a beaming expression, as if she has some cunning scheme that is about to succeed

In dealing with a certain teacher, Zhuo Yan immediately resorted to the unscrupulous tactics of No. 2 and No. 3 repeatedly