Act Seven

Jiang Shan glanced at Wu Shuang, her eyes brightening slightly; then she cast a sidelong glance at Zhuo Yan, using a disdainful gaze to convey: "Look at how she smiles, that is what a true young lady looks like! Now take a look at yourself, you resemble a pure man!"

Zhuo Yan, filled with blood and energy, impulsively gritted her teeth and asked him: "What if I could make Zhang Yidi become friends with me?"

Wu Shuang covered her mouth with her hand and giggled delicately

After listening, Jiang Shan clapped his hands and said with a sly smile: "I have an idea! How about you and Zhang Yidi become a couple? This might not mean much to you, but it would be somewhat tragic for him. Moreover, this task is indeed quite challenging. Unless Zhang Yidi suddenly develops acute myopia to the extent of one or two thousand degrees, I think this is basically impossible. So let's not make it too difficult for you. Just forget about being a couple; all you need to do is get a photo of you and Zhang Yidi together, and that will suffice!"

The country inevitably experiences some disappointment

Wu Shuang did not respond to her words and continued to ascend the steps in silence. After a long while, he finally spoke softly: "Swallow, what was said this evening about the rivers and mountains is more than all the words we have exchanged before combined"

The foreign language studied in high school was Japanese, so in university, he attended foreign language classes separately from the English students

Zhuo Yan scoffed and reminded him: "Big brother, that cucumber and enoki mushroom dish is originally a cold dish, isn't it!"

Jiang Shan looked at Wu Shuang, his eyes filled with anticipation, quietly waiting for her to make a decision

Jiang Shan raised his chin towards Zhuo Yan, displaying an air of self-satisfied elegance and a smile that he believed to be cultured and graceful

Zhuo Yan clapped her hands and shouted, "Alright! Just you wait, I still don't believe I can't get a group photo!"

Before the dish even touched her lips, she heard Jiang Shan ask her in a cool, expectant tone, "Zhuo Wenjing, I heard someone say that during foreign language class, you boldly confessed to Zhang Yidi from the Mechanical Engineering Department; is this true?"

Wu Shuang sat beside, confused and asked: "What is an artistic prodigal? I don't quite understand... Zhuo Yan, what is wrong with you? Why is your face so flushed?"

After Wu Shuang's birthday, Jiang Shan accompanied two girls to the dormitory building

Zhuo Yan was grinding her teeth while looking at him and asked, "Who did you hear that from?"

Zhuo Yan felt somewhat embarrassed, momentarily at a loss for how to proceed, her mouth half-open as she stood there in silence.

As they ascended the stairs, Zhuo Yan said to Wu Shuang: "Hey, it turns out that our class monitor actually has some charm, not bad, worthy of you!"

The country nods, "Hmm, that's fine!"

Zhuo Yan rubbed her hands together with a sly smile: "Any request is acceptable?"

Zhuo Yan raised her eyebrows after listening and asked, "What should I do if I manage to get it?"

Jiang Shan looked unconvinced and said, "Don't think I can't tell that you are playing with words. You are talking about 'making friends', not 'boyfriend or girlfriend'!"

Jiang Shan's lips twitched subtly at the sound, the elegant smile that adorned his demeanor shattered and distorted, a sight too painful to behold

Wu Shuang frowned slightly and said, "How about we postpone it to another day? I am a bit tired today"

Zhuo Yan was taken aback upon hearing the sound

There has never been a moment when they met without bickering, and she truly never had the chance to take a proper look at him. She had never realized that this guy indeed had a certain charm, just as Xiao Yu and the others had said.

Zhuo Yan had never seen him so considerate; upon first glance, she was quite taken aback by his charm

Well done, kid, your ears are surprisingly sharp, you actually heard that! If you weren't my enemy, you would truly be considered my confidant!" she said in a strange tone

Zhuo Yan exhaled, placing her hand on Wu Shuang's shoulder, and said with a giggle: "You don't need to envy this. Once you hang out with me more, I guarantee you'll be influenced to become the new generation of classic chatterboxes!"

Wu Shuang burst into laughter

Zhuo Yan had countless black lines hanging down from her forehead

Zhuo Yan spat at her, "Go! When I am talking to him, right!" She cast a glance at Jiang Shan and picked up her chopsticks again, preparing to launch a second assault on the food

Zhuo Yan, unable to endure any longer, narrowed her eyes, placed the chopsticks on the table, took a deep breath, and prepared for battle

Zhuo Yan asked her what she was laughing about, and she replied: "I find it really interesting to see the two of you talking together"

Zhuo Yan enthusiastically created opportunities for them to engage in romantic affairs, saying, "I will go up myself, you two go for a stroll. Look how beautiful the moon is tonight, don't waste the lovely moonlight!"

Wu Shuang interjected softly from the side: "I think I have heard about it too!"

Jiang Shan looked at her and replied calmly, "You see, Zhang Yidi dances, right? This indicates that he is an artist. Since he is an artistic person himself, according to the principle of like repelling like, how could he possibly find another artistic prodigal as a girlfriend?"

Zhuo Yanli was instantly enraged, "Do you dare to look down on me!" She glared fiercely at Jiang Shan and asked, "Why would I definitely be rejected?"

Seeing her fidgety and uneasy, Wu Shuang smiled and said, "Silly! Don't overthink it! I just envy your ability to chat with anyone!"

Jiang Shan, with a mocking smile, asked Wu Shuang: "Do you think Classmate Zhuo's hairstyle has the aura of an artistic vagabond?"

Zhuo Yan held her breath and remained silent, her cheeks puffed up.

She held her forehead and exclaimed, "I'm dizzy! How could this matter spread so quickly? It's not a problem that it spreads fast, but how could it be distorted like this!" Looking at the two people in front of her, she said seriously, "Gentlemen, please believe me, the rumors are untrue; I have never confessed to Zhang Shaonian!"

She is unable to hold onto Wu Shuang and is perhaps blaming her for overshadowing him, as she has spoken a bit too much

The facial muscles of Jiangshan exhibit slight twitching

Wu Shuang interjected once again, "I have heard that Zhang Yidi is quite a character; it seems he doesn't pay much attention to female classmates, regardless of how beautiful they are. Moreover, he apparently never agrees to take photos, as he is said to be very resistant to that."

They say that Zhang Yidi's handsomeness is undeniable, making a strong impression at first glance. In contrast, Jiang Shan's appearance seems much more subdued compared to Zhang Yidi's striking charm. Perhaps he does not attract much attention at first sight, but over time, one may unknowingly discover that he is, in fact, a refined and elegant young man exuding an air of grace.

Xiao Yu and her friends once commented on Jiang Shan and Zhang Yidi: "Both of them have their own charm and can be regarded as the two most outstanding boys in our school."

He quickly jabbed his chopsticks into the dish, rummaging around to pick out the enoki mushrooms, and then placed them into Zhuo Yan's bowl, grinning as he said: "Don't put down your chopsticks! Hurry up, eat the vegetables, or they will get cold soon!"

As Jiang Shan observed her poised for departure, her expression momentarily hardened, only to be swiftly replaced by a look of pleading and ingratiation between her brows

He quickly composed himself and said "good" to Wu Shuang with a gentle smile

Jiangshan let out a sigh and said, "It's fine if there isn't one; after all, even if I expressed it, I would still be rejected, which would make it even more awkward later on"

Wu Shuang sat beside, covering her mouth and laughing, looking truly charming and delightful.

Zhuo Yan was so infuriated by Jiang Shan's words that she was nearly spitting blood, sitting across from him, panting heavily, secretly contemplating whether to rush over and grab that wicked face in front of her.

The country presents itself with an extraordinary demeanor, "If you can achieve this, I will grant you one request!"