Act Eight

Compared to the artistic prodigal, the former truly brings her even greater sorrow, an unbearable pain

Lu Yang scoffed, "You don't know what's good for you! Fine, you are a fool, so reckless and audacious!"

Her radiant smile suddenly froze, and in an instant, she transformed into a statue of bewilderment.

She finally realized that there truly exists an emotion in the world that cannot be expressed in words

He followed her words, slowly relaxing his furrowed brow, and a hint of a smile gradually appeared in his eyes. It was only then that she realized how absurd her previous statement was, so she quickly corrected herself, "No, I am not a basket. What I meant to say is, when did I ever give you a basket?"

Zhuo Yan bit her sleeve to suppress a scream, her eyes shimmering with tears of deep sorrow

There happened to be an empty seat next to Zhang Yidi. She couldn't help but exclaim in her heart, "Heaven helps me"

Zhuo Yan's hair is quite thick, and the process of growing it from short to long has been rather unmethodical, allowing it to grow freely without any trimming. As a result, her entire head appears very messy and unkempt. The hairstylist spent a full two hours sculpting her mop of hair to completion

Lu Yang rolled his eyes at her, "Classmate, you merely have straight hair that falls to your shoulders. If this is considered pretentious, then what would you call my head of instant noodles? Tsk tsk, how pitiful. After being a black widow for half your life, suddenly being given a floral dress, and you don't even know how to wear it, do you?"

At Lu Yang's suggestion, she simply opted for a perm. After everything was done, Lu Yang exclaimed at her: "Oh my, is this still Zhuo Wenjing? It's like a complete transformation! No way, I have to tie you to my belt with a rope; looking like this, you could easily be taken away by someone, and I need to keep an eye on you!"

Zhuo Yan deliberately left home a little later to ensure that Zhang Jun arrived at the classroom before her. This way, she could directly rush to his side and sit down, avoiding the embarrassment of having to make a second attempt to attract a man's attention in front of everyone.

He does not need to directly say no; simply stating, "I'm sorry, this seat is taken," would immediately render her completely defeated

After listening to her words, the expressions of the two people beside her varied. Lu Yang appeared to be deep in thought, while Xiao Yu wore an excited expression

The next day, Zhuo Yan dressed herself impeccably and walked into the English classroom with her head held high and chest out

She thinks, today is truly a day when the people of the motherland feel particularly oppressed

She originally wanted to thank Lu Yang, but after hearing the words that slithered out from that venomous mouth, what she wanted to do more was to hide someone's blanket and pillow when they returned to the dormitory

She hurriedly said: "I am the one, the apple basket!"

Lu Yang expressed great joy and stated his strong agreement with the proposal, "Great, great, great! Anyway, with Sun Ying attending the class, I can just copy her homework later!"

Xiao Yu's expression of distraction left Zhuo Yan quite perplexed, "I am going to seduce the man you admire, why do you look so happy?"

Facing the mirror and touching the neatly trimmed black bangs on her forehead, Zhuo Yan surprisingly felt a bit shy, "Lu Yang, why do I feel a little uncomfortable? Is it too showy?"

Zhuo Yansong loosened his sleeves and said, "Alright, another person claims that I am a wastrel. I truly cannot agree with the erroneous statements of you narrow-minded individuals. Clearly, even if I am a wastrel, I am still a good one!"

Zhuo Yan recounted to the two of them what had happened yesterday when she made a bet with Jiang Shan. In the end, she said: "I am feeling a bit regretful now. For the sake of one man, I went to seduce another man. One man is my fellow villager's partner, and the other man is the one my sister has her eyes on. Tell me, isn't this just foolishness on my part?"

You are right, speed is of the essence in military matters

Attack him when he is caught off guard. If she acted like a lady and gave him time to think, "Excuse me, may I sit here?"

Zhuo Yan : `` ... ... ''

He smiled slightly, his eyes gently turning as he thought for a moment, then looked at her and said, "Let's end this class now." She quickly nodded in agreement. He continued to look at her, the smile lines at the corners of his mouth gradually becoming clearer, as if he had something to say but was holding back. Unable to resist, she asked him, "Um, do you have something you want to say? Feel free to say anything, I have no taboos!" He pressed his lips together and slowly replied, "I hope you don't mind what I'm about to say. Actually, I think your original hairstyle really does resemble a basket!" "Feel free to say anything, I have no taboos!" He pressed his lips together and slowly replied, "I hope you don't mind what I'm about to say. Actually, I think your original hairstyle really does resemble a basket!"

Zhuo Yan was left speechless.

Zhuo Yan is incredibly astonishing, "Niu, are you alright? So generous? Not jealous?"

Lu Yang squinted his eyes and glanced at her, saying: "Look at your disheveled appearance, you resemble a street vagabond. With this image, you still want to seduce Zhang Yidi; I think you are essentially indulging in wishful thinking."

Lu Yang casually replied: "Look, it's Dad!"

At this moment, Zhuo Yan felt only one thing towards Zhang Jun: her eyes spoke volumes

Facing Zhang Jun's piercing gaze, Zhuo Yan smiled awkwardly and said to him: "You haven't forgotten me again, have you?"

After a moment of surprise, she exclaimed to Lu Yang: "Little girl, your thinking is becoming increasingly bold!"

He does not need to open his mouth to speak; just moving his eyes and eyebrows is enough for others to sense what he wants to say—he is asking her why she is sitting here. It is evident that he does not like having someone nearby.

But this time, she was doing it for herself. Whenever something is related to oneself, it always makes one unable to remain calm

Freeze her

Xiao Yure looked at her eagerly and whispered, "That's great! Wenjing, go ahead and seduce him! If you succeed, it means you can help me get his QQ number. Oh, that would be just wonderful!"

Taking photographs is not something that can be accomplished in one go; it requires a gradual approach. Zhuo Yan believes that her first task should be to win over Zhang Jun's heart, making him regard her as a friend. Once he develops a profound friendship with her, she can shamelessly put forth her request for a photograph.

Upon returning to the dormitory, Xiao Yu suddenly raised her head, her eyes bulging in astonishment, "My goodness! Is this Wenjing? Yangyang, did you take her to get her hair done or undergo plastic surgery? Why does she look so different?"

Zhuo Yan hesitated yet did not hesitate to nod in agreement: "Alas, good daughter!"

Xiao Yu let out a "cut" and waved his hand, saying: "Why is your emotional intelligence so low? Zhang Yidi is an idol to me. Do you know what an idol is? An idol is someone to drool over, someone to fantasize about in your mind. If there’s a chance to sit down and chat or have a meal together, that would be even better. Of course, if that doesn’t happen, it’s not the end of the world. I only admire him, but I don’t love him, do you understand? Someone like him is not suitable to be a boyfriend or husband for us ordinary women; it’s just too concerning. An idol is someone to drool over, someone to fantasize about in your mind. If there’s a chance to sit down and chat or have a meal together, that would be even better. Of course, if that doesn’t happen, it’s not the end of the world. I only admire him, but I don’t love him, do you understand? Someone like him is not suitable to be a boyfriend or husband for us ordinary women; it’s just too concerning. So, Comrade Wenjing," Xiao Yu patted my shoulder, looking righteous, "Go ahead and boldly flirt with him, I won’t blame you, I support you! But you must remember, you have to get his QQ number for me!"

Indeed, it echoes the lyrics of that song: Do not try to guess a girl's thoughts, no matter how much you guess, you will never understand them

His brows furrowed even tighter, and a multitude of doubts surfaced in his eyes

Zhuo Yan began to break out in a cold sweat on her forehead. Earlier, she had been pimping for others, thinking that this matter had nothing to do with her, so even when she publicly robbed handsome men, she did not feel particularly embarrassed

Zhuo Yan : `` ... ... ''

Zhang Yidi was memorizing vocabulary when Zhuo Yan suddenly sat down with a thud. He couldn't help but raise his head to look at her, his pair of bright peach blossom eyes wide open without blinking, and his two black eyebrows slowly furrowed.

Zhuo Yan asked her: "What are you looking at?"

Lu Yang raised a hand, leaned it next to her mushroom-shaped hairstyle, and with a very matronly gesture, adjusted her bangs, saying: "This is easy to handle. After class, I will take you to get your hair done. Tsk tsk, just look at your head; if you don't look closely, one might think a mop has been turned upside down!"

Xiao Yu held her forehead with one hand and frantically waved the other, looking extremely pained as she said to her: "Enough! Hurry up and close your mouth! You were doing quite well without speaking, but as soon as you open your mouth, you completely ruin any thoughts anyone might have!"

Xiao Yu frowned and said, "Is this saying from the Buddha? I remember it being said by Comrade Guo Donglin"

Lu Yang had been watching Zhuo Yan thoughtfully from the side, causing Zhuo Yan to feel a chill run down her spine and her hair to stand on end.

Zhuo Yan glanced at her quickly, drooping her eyelids and calling in a coy manner: "How annoying, you know I didn't mean it like that!" Lu Yang shouted angrily: "Shut up! Speak properly! If your tongue is too big, go use some weight loss tea to rinse your mouth!" Zhuo Yan, fearing that she would pinch herself again, quickly changed to a normal tone, "Then what do you suggest we do?"

Zhuo Yan felt her cheeks flush from what she had just said. She looked up to see herself in the mirror, and indeed, she appeared completely different from just a moment ago. The hairstyle was chosen by the hairdresser, who claimed it was the favorite style of Cleopatra. The hairdresser said this hairstyle suited her well, making her face appear smaller and her eyes larger, giving off an aura of captivating charm

Copying homework instead of taking notes... What kind of awareness is this...

Lu Yang glared at her, "Do you have any idea how difficult it is for me to have the determination to study hard next time? Do you know how significant the impact of the environment is on a person? I finally managed to focus on a class, and yet you are sitting next to me, daydreaming? Tell me, how can I concentrate with you like this?"

Zhuo Yan : `` ... ... ''

One of Lu Yang's hands appeared and disappeared mysteriously, reaching to the inner side of her thigh, pinching, twisting, and squeezing with all its might

Upon entering the classroom and casting a glance around, she indeed spotted the figure of her target somewhere in the back half of the room

Zhuo Yan counted the crows flying overhead

Zhuo Yan carefully thought about it, and it really is this reasoning

Oh, it's all the same, after all, they are all bald heads

Zhuo Yan : `` ... ... ''

After class, Lu Yang took Zhuo Yan to deal with her mop-like hair

During the advanced mathematics class, Zhuo Yan was constantly distracted. Lu Yang, sitting next to her, was originally taking notes diligently, but suddenly, in a fit of irritation, he slammed his pen down onto the notebook and asked in a lowered voice, "Why aren't you paying attention in class?" Zhuo Yan couldn't help but feel puzzled, "What does it matter to you whether I pay attention or not?"

At this moment, Zhang Jun furrowed his brows slightly, his gaze sharp and piercing. His two bright black eyes resembled two mirrors that reveal the true nature of demons and monsters, as if all the evil spirits in the world, under such scrutiny, had no choice but to transform into their grotesque forms

She took two steps at a time and sat down heavily in front of that seat

She wiped her sweat while sighing. Xiao Yu asked her what was wrong, and she replied in a dispirited manner: "The Buddha said, 'Impulsiveness is the devil,' and he was absolutely right"

Xiao Yu was sitting on the other side of Zhuo Yan. She had been dozing off with her head resting on the table, but upon hearing her talking to Lu Yang, she suddenly sat up from the table and exclaimed, "Great! You can't concentrate on the class, right? Come on, count me in for the chat!"

Her reaction greatly pleased Zhuo Yan. She raised her chin and taunted Xiao Yu, saying: "This incident teaches you not to rely too much on Wang Cai's eyes, as it will diminish the beauty! Hahaha!" After a few bursts of laughter, she tossed her head back arrogantly and said, "I can tidy myself up nicely and still be presentable!"