Chapter 88 of 100
Chapter 88
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This creature is a year older than Bian Xuedao. When she is with him, she is a charming and affectionate woman, but in the academy, in the eyes of others, she is actually a formidable figure.
Just take the matter of occupying seats in the library. No one knows what Shan Rao said, but several groups of people vied to help her secure a seat. A few days later, when Shan Rao went to someone else's seat to study, the person giving up the seat actually felt honored and delighted.
How strange!
Bian Xuedao could guess the reason to a large extent, but he still couldn't help asking Shan Rao. Shan Rao said, "It's simple, they need something from me. Now I have power, connections, and what they want. Next semester, when I'm no longer the minister, the new minister will take over, and it won't be like this anymore."
The efficiency of reviewing in the library was indeed high. But for Bian Xuedao, there was one thing that was not good: he couldn't get close to Shan Rao.
Over the past few days, the intensity of Bian Xuedao's focus while reading books surprised Shan Rao. Before the final exams, Shan Rao didn't review her notes but did civil service exam practice questions every day, which left Bian Xuedao speechless.
The days in the library were monotonous. Shan Rao didn't like being disturbed when she was doing problems, and even Bian Xuedao couldn't disturb her.
When he got tired of memorizing, Bian Xuedao would look around. If there were pretty girls, he would glance at them; if not, he would close his eyes and daydream for a while.
The quiet atmosphere of review was finally broken.
On this day, opposite Bian Xuedao and Shan Rao's seats was a rather elegant and handsome boy. The seat next to the boy was empty, but there were books on the table.
The boy saw that the two people originally sitting opposite had given their seats to a newcomer, and he curiously glanced at Bian Xuedao and Shan Rao, smiling slightly at the corner of his mouth, then continued to type on his notebook.
Usually, when someone uses a laptop in the library, their demeanor and attitude often give off a bit of a rich person's vibe, which annoys the people around them. However, this boy didn't give off that feeling; instead, the "clicking" sound of his typing had a pleasant rhythm.
After they sat down, Shan Rao gave Bian Xuedao a rather complex look.
Shan Rao thought Bian Xuedao wouldn't understand, and at least needed some hints on paper, but unexpectedly, he directly understood her look.
The meaning in Shan Rao's eyes had several layers: first, she was telling Bian Xuedao that the boy opposite was very handsome, even more handsome than him. Second, she was telling him to be good to her, or she might find a handsome guy. Third, she was asking Bian Xuedao to guess whether the empty seat next to the handsome boy was for a boy or a girl.
Bian Xuedao knew his eyes weren't as expressive as Shan Rao's, so he directly wrote a few words on a piece of paper and passed it to her: "Stop worrying about others, stop overthinking, or you'll get a beating."
Seeing that Bian Xuedao could read her mind so accurately, Shan Rao felt no sense of defeat but was very happy. Her slightly upturned lips looked even more beautiful.
Soon, the handsome boy received a call, stood up, and looked towards the stairs, then waved. A girl walked over, put her bag on the table, and sat down in the seat next to the handsome boy.
The mystery was revealed: the seat next to the handsome boy was for Liao Liao.
Shan Rao and Bian Xuedao knew Liao Liao, and Liao Liao knew them, but none of the three said hello, just nodded.
Shan Rao, being very smart, immediately noticed from Liao Liao's look at Bian Xuedao that she knew him.
Could it be that she had seen him play soccer? Shan Rao and Liao Liao were in the same college, so it was normal for her to watch the media team's matches. But her intuition told her that this wasn't the real answer; she felt that Liao Liao's look at Bian Xuedao was very different.
Sure enough, after Liao Liao whispered a few words to the handsome boy, she started reviewing her notes. But soon, Shan Rao noticed that Liao Liao's gaze was moving between her and Bian Xuedao, and she spent more time looking at Bian Xuedao.
Shan Rao took a deep breath and looked at Liao Liao.
What made Liao Liao different was that she was very self-centered and didn't care about others' opinions or gazes.
Seeing Liao Liao always staring at Bian Xuedao, Shan Rao's gaze already carried a certain understanding between females. Any other girl would have looked away and pretended to read. But Liao Liao didn't; she shifted her gaze from Bian Xuedao to Shan Rao's eyes, not retreating at all, and even used her eyes to directly communicate with Shan Rao.
The meaning in Liao Liao's eyes wasn't "Why are you looking at me?"
It was "Can't I look at your boyfriend?"
After a while, Liao Liao asked the handsome boy for a notepad, wrote a few words, and passed it to Bian Xuedao.
This time, even the handsome boy, who had been typing away, stopped and looked back and forth between Liao Liao, Bian Xuedao, and Shan Rao, finally focusing on the notepad in Bian Xuedao's hand.
Bian Xuedao glanced at the notepad, which read: "Harry introduced me to the salon."
Bian Xuedao thought: "Why is she telling me this?"
But out of politeness, he wrote "Oh" and handed it back to Liao Liao.
Liao Liao read it, wrote a few more words, and passed it back to Bian Xuedao: "Why haven't you been coming lately?"
Under the unfriendly gazes of Shan Rao and the handsome boy, Bian Xuedao wrote on the notepad: "Busy."
Liao Liao glanced at Shan Rao and wrote on the notepad: "Is the girl next to you your girlfriend?"
She then passed it back to Bian Xuedao.
Bian Xuedao was inwardly frustrated.
He thought: "Sister, I just bumped into you once. No deep grudge, why are you doing this to me?"
He was about to write: "Yes, I need to review, let's not talk."
Before he could write, Shan Rao took the notepad, glanced at it, and wrote: "He's my man."
Then she handed it back to Bian Xuedao.
Bian Xuedao passed the notepad to Liao Liao, who read it, folded it, and casually tucked it into the book she was reading, as if nothing had happened.
The handsome boy was no longer calm.
He was very curious about what was written on the notepad Liao Liao tucked into her book, but he couldn't ask her.
That day, Shan Rao's progress in doing problems was very slow.
The question of how Bian Xuedao and Liao Liao knew each other and what their relationship was occupied most of her thoughts.
As a female minister with many informants around her, she knew very well how Liao Liao usually treated boys. Although the boy opposite looked very good, Shan Rao guessed that in Liao Liao's mind, he was just a seat helper.
For a while, some boys even claimed that Liao Liao was a lesbian, but today, it was clear that Liao Liao was very interested in Bian Xuedao!
Could she also know about Bian Xuedao's background? That shouldn't be the case! Given Liao Liao's family background, Bian Xuedao's money wouldn't even catch her eye.
Shan Rao had another worry: she would graduate next year, but Bian Xuedao still had another year to go. If this girl, who was in the same year as Bian Xuedao, took advantage of her absence, what would she do?
Should I apply to stay at the school?
Shan Rao was lost in thought and couldn't focus on her problems. She packed up her things and left without calling Bian Xuedao.
Seeing this, Bian Xuedao hurriedly packed up his things and ran after her.
Liao Liao looked up, as if it had nothing to do with her, and continued to read.
Outside the library, Bian Xuedao caught up with Shan Rao and tried to help her carry her bag, but she refused and continued walking.
After a few attempts, Shan Rao stopped, turned around, and said to Bian Xuedao, "Give me the key to the room. I'll go back to the Red Building, and you go back to the dorm. I don't want you to come in these few days."
Bian Xuedao reluctantly handed the key to Shan Rao and watched her leave.
When he returned to the dorm, all the roommates were there except for Kong Weize and Tong Chao. Even Yu Jin was there. It turned out that Zhu Dan had gone to stay at Zhou Ling's house, and he had been kicked out.
Bian Xuedao put down his bag and asked, "Where are the sixth and eighth roommates? Why are they so diligent now?"
Chen Jian said, "Diligent? The sixth roommate is working as a free delivery boy for the boss. This guy must have a screw loose. Others just talk, but he actually does it. The eighth roommate went out with his crazy girlfriend to take photos, day after day, crazy after crazy!"
Everyone was so tired from studying that they all lay on their beds and chatted.
The conversation turned to the upcoming exams, and they all complained: "What's the point of these exams? Are they useful for finding a job or for work after graduation?"
"Exactly, some courses are just for show, but they torture us to death."
"You guys, save your energy and memorize the questions!"
Li Yu asked from his bed, "Old Bian, how's your review going? Several teachers said you don't have regular grades."
Bian Xuedao said, "It's okay. If I fail, I'll retake the exams next semester!"
Talking about retakes, Yu Jin, the retake king, got excited: "Exactly, give the teacher some gifts, and you'll pass the retake. If few people fail, the teacher will even help you cheat. How great! Why waste brain cells memorizing these things? It's useless."
Bian Xuedao said, "It's not entirely useless. Although some courses are disconnected from reality, a few are worth listening to, like this semester's 'Political Economy.' You don't need to memorize the content; just understand the name of the course, and you'll do well after graduation."
Yang Hao asked, "Why? Explain it in detail."
Bian Xuedao shook his head and said, "Can't say. You guys figure it out yourselves!"
"Damn!" The whole dorm room attacked Bian Xuedao.
Around 3 PM, Tong Chao returned. He had clearly tanned over the past few days.
Bian Xuedao clicked his tongue and said, "How long has it been? You're already this tanned. Is your girlfriend still as pretty?"
Tong Chao put down his camera, drank a big glass of water, and said, "She has good genes. She doesn't tan, she stays white!"
After 4 PM, the sky, which had been sunny, suddenly turned dark, and the wind picked up.
The big trees in front of the building swayed in the wind, and the leaves rustled. A piece of clothing on the balcony of the opposite girls' dorm struggled for a moment, then was blown off the clothesline and drifted far away, landing on the ground.
A rumble of thunder echoed in the distance, and the sound waves chased the dark clouds.
Just as everyone thought the thunder was far away, a bolt of lightning struck overhead, making everyone in the dorm jump. The building hummed for a long time, as if it too was scared by the thunder.