"Uh... did you two get into a fight?"
Dormitory 108 was very quiet.
A girl and a loli sat on their respective beds.
The atmosphere was eerily quiet.
An Zhen keenly noticed the somewhat disheveled clothes on both of them, which reminded him of the fight they had when they first met in the original story.
"Mhm." The loli nodded obediently.
"Hmph." The young lady haughtily turned her head away.
"Why did you fight?"
The situation now might have differed from the original story.
They were both girls. Although Wang Dong'er had something of a young lady's temper, she was ultimately a kind-hearted girl. In the original story, she had even directly carried a boy while running laps. As for Huo Yutong, there was even less to say. Aside from the hatred hidden in her heart, she was like a blank sheet of paper at this point.
"Wang Dong said that Big Brother An Zhen must have ulterior motives for taking such good care of me," the blue-haired loli explained.
The cause was simple.
Wang Dong had been curious about why Huo Yutong disguised herself as a boy. She was weak and frail, as though she had been forced into it like a character in some storybook. Touched by Wang Dong's concern and kindness, the two girls who were so fated to meet began chatting. As they talked, the subject turned to An Zhen. Wang Dong felt that An Zhen definitely had other motives. He had given Huo Yutong financial aid, yet instead of using it properly for cultivation, he spent lavishly. How could Huo Yutong tolerate that? Naturally, she defended An Zhen. Wang Dong felt that her good intentions had been mistaken for ill will, and the argument escalated from words to physical conflict. In the end, they still fought.
"Ulterior motives?"
An Zhen's gaze fell on the two small, exquisite feet wrapped in pure white stockings. He silently nodded. "That part is true."
"Big Brother An Zhen!"
The loli's shy voice rang out as she involuntarily recalled how Big Brother An Zhen had held her white-stockinged foot beneath his chin.
"But that doesn't make me a bad person, does it?" An Zhen lightly scratched his cheek.
"Didn't you just admit it?"
With her arms crossed over her chest, the handsome young lady stood on the bed and looked down at An Zhen from above.
"Forget it, I won't explain much. Money can't be saved up; you have to know how to make it. Wang Dong, seeing is believing."
There was no way to explain the aid money, considering he had come from the Sun Moon Empire.
An Zhen gently beckoned to Huo Yutong. "Come on, Little Yutong. I found us a job. It'll definitely make money."
When An Zhen walked out of the dormitory, two more figures followed beside him.
"I'd like to see how you plan to earn this money." Wang Dong followed behind An Zhen with her hands in her pockets and a teasing look on her face, while another boy who appeared somewhat underdeveloped pulled a display rack beside them.
"But aren't you afraid Shrek Academy will expel you for using Taotie Douluo's name?"
Wang Dong was puzzled.
Was this guy really that bold?
"Hehe, what if he allowed it?"
"Taotie Douluo would endorse your little street stall?" Wang Dong felt like she was about to laugh out loud. Her handsome features took on a touch of girlish softness as she smiled.
"Why not?"
"Not even Star Dou Auction House has those qualifications."
"True." An Zhen nodded lightly. "Because figures of that stature don't lack money. Naturally, they wouldn't show their faces for something like this."
"But what if it were for a junior they found pleasing?"
"This isn't some major enterprise. To them, it's just a child's toy, something to amuse a junior with now and then."
Wang Dong fell silent.
At the school gates.
"This place has a pretty good flow of people."
Watching students stream in and out, An Zhen nodded in satisfaction.
Two display racks and three good-looking boys made for a strange combination that instantly drew the attention of many students. They soon noticed the sign on the rack.
"Taotie Douluo!"
An upperclassman could not help crying out in alarm.
"Classmate, is what you wrote here real?" An upperclassman in a purple uniform and glasses stepped forward to ask.
"Everyone knows that Taotie Douluo is the strongest person in our school, at least openly. Would I dare spread such a rumor? Would you?"
"I wouldn't." The upperclassman shook his head very sensibly.
"Then would you like to try one?"
After glancing at the sign, the upperclassman ordered an original-flavor cup.
"Yutong, follow my lead."
The process was not complicated. She only needed to remember the ingredient list. Huo Yutong was a very clever child, and after watching once, she could already handle it skillfully.
"Keep it up."
It had to be said, the celebrity effect was truly powerful. With Taotie Douluo's endorsement at Shrek Academy, even plain water would have drawn crowds of students eager to taste it. By the time Huo Yutong made her first cup of milk tea, a long line had already formed behind her.
"How does it taste?"
An Zhen asked Wang Dong as she bit down on her straw.
"Very sweet. Not bad." The sweet taste improved the young lady's mood considerably.
"But can this really make money?"
"Why not? People like desserts. There are also plenty of young boys and girls here in the prime of youth with spending power, plus Taotie Douluo's endorsement. And guess how much one cup of milk tea costs to make?"
The boy wore an expression full of confidence.
"But you do have other motives toward her."
"Beautiful things always make people want to possess them. Besides, this is a perfectly normal relationship between a man and a woman. I haven't forced or deceived her."
His frankness caught Wang Dong by surprise.
The young lady glanced at the girl busily working over there. It seemed she really had been meddling in something that was none of her business.
The sky gradually darkened.
The milk tea sold exceptionally well. An Zhen had gone to replenish the ingredients twice, and for some unknown reason, the sharp-tongued young lady had also gone over to help Huo Yutong.
That was more like it.
An Zhen felt deeply gratified as he watched the scene.
They were all just eleven-year-old children. Where would there be so much scheming and intrigue?
A silver moon quietly approached.
"You're doing business at the school gates?"
"Is that not allowed? The school rules don't say so."
They truly did not. After all, no normal person would have the nerve to sell things directly at the school gates.
Shrek Academy's Senior Sister quietly appeared at the gates. Other than the boy she addressed, no one noticed her.
"I have a question."
The tranquil beauty with long black hair, still holding a cup of milk tea, spoke. Her unruffled eyes were like a still, peaceful well.
"Before asking someone else a question, shouldn't you introduce yourself first?"
"Zhang Lexuan."
"An Zhen."
"I'm very curious about your Martial Soul."
"Oh."
"The ability to create things out of thin air is very powerful. I think it can be developed in other directions."
"Oh."
"Your Martial Soul is powerful if even a Title Douluo failed to notice it. If you are willing, the academy will devote significant resources to nurturing you."
"Oh."
"Miss, are you a teacher?" An Zhen experienced some of Sun Wukong's suffering.
"No, but I will be a Shrek teacher in the future."
"Since you're so curious, why not experience it yourself?"
The tranquil beauty with long black hair lightly nodded, her expression unchanged as ever. "Alright."
At that moment, an angry shout suddenly reached An Zhen's ears.
"Kid, do you believe I'll overturn your stall?"
"Xu Sanshi, what are you trying to do?!"
A conflict erupted at the milk tea stall.
When An Zhen rushed over, he saw a tall black-haired youth with his Martial Soul Possession active and a turtle shell in hand confronting an angry girl. The refined youth stood protectively in front of the girl, while Wang Dong's handsome face was filled with fury as she glared at the Turtle Shell Youth. Huo Yutong was the same.
Milk tea had been spilled all over the stall.
A beautiful girl with golden hair stood before the stall. She had a slender figure, skin like snow, and eyes like a clear lake. She was gentle and graceful, like an elegant and noble orchid.
"Within Shrek City, no one is permitted to privately use Martial Soul power to fight."
A gentle yet cool voice rang out. Upon seeing the newcomer, the students instinctively stepped aside, while the stunned freshmen were hurriedly pulled away by the upperclassmen beside them.
"Senior Sister."
"Senior Sister." Respectful voices rose one after another from the depths of their hearts.
The most beautiful woman of Shrek Academy's outer court and the most beautiful woman of the inner court had gathered here.
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