None of Your Business (2)

Ye Lang steadied himself, holding the book, and said slowly, "I'm serious too. No one else can help with this. I'm not Great God Yue Lao, so you'll have to rely on your own efforts to strive for it."

"...Ye Lang, you didn't plan on helping me from the start, did you? Is your so-called support just moral support?"

"That's right! I offer you unlimited moral support!!"

"..."

"You, go to hell!!" Zhen Xiaoyan was furious and threw something at him.

"Ouch... Zhen Xiaoyan, can you stop throwing things around randomly!!!" Another innocent bystander cried out, while Ye Lang feigned ignorance.

"Fine, you win! I won't make Fish Ball Thick Noodles for you tomorrow!!"

"Then I want Fish Ball Ho Fun!"

"..."

The next day, Zhen Xiaoyan still prepared food for Ye Lang. Whether it was out of habit or fear of him snatching it, the scene played out as it always did.

However, after this day, a different scene began to unfold: Zhen Xiaoyan also started preparing food for Young Master Moya, as she intended to launch a romantic offensive against him.

Because of this, Young Master Moya and Shalan stopped meeting in the classroom. Initially, they changed their meeting spot to the entrance of the Alchemy Academy, then directly to the cafeteria, and later they would meet randomly around campus. Eventually, they returned to meeting at the cafeteria.

Why the change? It was all because of Zhen Xiaoyan. Wherever they went, she would appear. No one knew how she got her information. In the end, they were helpless and felt they couldn't avoid her, so they went back to the cafeteria.

This incident made everyone realize one thing: love can drive people mad, making them disregard everything, break through any obstacle, and accomplish the incredible.

Zhen Xiaoyan was indeed mad. She pursued her dream with fervor, ignoring others' opinions and words, including Young Master Moya himself!

"Ye Lang!! This is all your fault!!!" Young Master Moya and Shalan often gritted their teeth and said this lately. While they hated Zhen Xiaoyan, they equally hated Ye Lang for stirring up trouble.

If it weren't for Ye Lang, Zhen Xiaoyan wouldn't have gone this mad. If it weren't for Ye Lang, how could Zhen Xiaoyan have disregarded the attitude of the person involved, crushing him with the words, "My liking is my business, it has nothing to do with you!"?

"Don't look at me with those burning eyes, I'm innocent!" Ye Lang waved his hand, casually saying to Shalan, who was staring at him.

"Hmph!"

This situation continued for a long time, and people's opinions on the matter were naturally mixed – some scorned, some disdained, some approved, some supported...

But everyone unanimously agreed that Zhen Xiaoyan's spirit was commendable, and they felt that if they ever fell for someone, they should learn from her.

As time went on, Shalan's hatred for Zhen Xiaoyan deepened, while Ye Lang seemed to be ignored by her. After all, Ye Lang hadn't taken any further action since his initial words; he hadn't helped Zhen Xiaoyan either. It was truly just moral support!

Perhaps it was because of this that Shalan did something that pushed Zhen Xiaoyan into a desperate situation.

"What?! You're participating in a beauty pageant?" Ye Lang looked at Zhen Xiaoyan with a face full of surprise after hearing the news.

"It's not a beauty pageant, it's the 'Royal Academy Talented Woman Unrivaled Competition'," Zhen Xiaoyan corrected Ye Lang.

"It's pretty much the same. They call it a competition for talented women, but aren't all the participants beautiful? Besides showcasing your talent, they also look at your appearance and character, which isn't much different from a beauty pageant," Ye Lang said dismissively.

The Royal Academy holds a beauty pageant every three years. Oh, wait, it's the Talented Woman Unrivaled Competition. Every year, it attracts countless spectators. It's no longer just a campus event but a city-wide spectacle, even drawing people from afar who come specifically to watch the competition.

The reason for attracting so many people is, as Ye Lang said, it's a beauty pageant. Most of the talented women who appear are stunningly beautiful, possess extraordinary temperament, and are accomplished young ladies with talents.

Normally, one wouldn't even have a chance to see one of these young ladies, but the competition brings them all together, naturally attracting a lot of attention and causing a rush.

At the same time, this situation also illustrates one point: if Zhen Xiaoyan were to participate, she would be appearing in front of many people. Given her circumstances, it would undoubtedly cause a huge sensation, albeit a negative one!

"Why are you participating in this? Aren't you just asking for humiliation by going on stage?" Ye Lang asked very directly. This was what everyone would have thought, but no one would have asked as bluntly as he did.

"Moya and Shalan said that if I participate in this competition and win, I can be with Moya!" Zhen Xiaoyan said with complex emotions. Perhaps she understood that this was just them toying with her, wanting to humiliate her, but she still agreed.

This might be her final struggle, her final madness. After this, she would probably give up and stop dreaming!

"So that's how it is. Did she say you just have to beat her, or do you have to win the entire competition?" Ye Lang began to admire Zhen Xiaoyan a little, his evaluation of her rising another level.

"I don't know, but I think it's the same either way," Zhen Xiaoyan said, shaking her head.

"Yeah, you're doomed anyway!"

"..."

Zhen Xiaoyan said a little unhappily, "Can't you give me some support?"

"Support? Right, I remember there are betting pools for this beauty pageant. I'll place a bet to support you. But before that, I need to confirm something: do you know singing, dancing, or musical instruments?" Ye Lang asked.

"No, I don't know any of them!" Zhen Xiaoyan replied, shaking her head.

"What other talents do you have, besides cooking?" Ye Lang asked again.

"None!" Zhen Xiaoyan shook her head.

"I remember your noble etiquette is also quite sloppy, basically unlearned," Ye Lang said, looking at Zhen Xiaoyan. In this academy, she was considered an anomaly. Even people in the Alchemy Academy weren't that particular, but at least they had learned and practiced it.

"Yes..." Zhen Xiaoyan said sheepishly.

"Excellent. I'm going to place a hundred thousand Gold Coins right away, betting on you to win. See how much I support you." Ye Lang said, preparing to run out.

"A hundred thousand Gold Coins?" Zhen Xiaoyan was stunned. That amount shocked her. Even for support, it shouldn't be this much.

Although she knew Ye Lang was a bit of a spendthrift, this level was still a small matter for him. However, she wasn't anyone special to him, so there was no need for such support.