The Male Green Tea Strikes

The worse the school, the more freaks you find; the better the school, the more freakish the freaks.

Xingnan University is neither bad nor good, so its freaks are both freakish and numerous.

The two fish Liu Tingting hooked were also freaks; upon discovering they were both wearing green hats, they didn't go after Liu Tingting first, but instead started strangling each other.

I have to say, sometimes the little head reacts faster than the big head.

However, amidst their back-and-forth questioning of "Then let me ask you this," their brains delivered a few quick elbow strikes, bringing their intelligence back to a normal level.

"Brother, I misunderstood you just now."

"Since you called me brother, what else is there to say? Liu Tingting is yours."

"Buddy, I don't have pica. I didn't know the chocolate was coated in shit before, but now that I do, how could I possibly stomach it?"

The two staged a Yordle-style drama, standing on a united front, determined to take harsh revenge on Liu Tingting, that green tea bitch.

Eastward expedition! Crusade against the tea!

The two quickly publicized Liu Tingting's various scummy behaviors across every social media platform.

College students love gossip, especially when it involves such romantic entanglements; everyone is a bloodthirsty spectator.

Just like that, word spread from ten to a hundred, and the news that Liu Tingting was two-timing quickly went viral.

So, how was the person involved, Liu Tingting, handling this storm?

The answer is, practicing ball.

For these past few days, Liu Tingting had been practicing ball, preparing for the Four-School League.

She even seemed perfunctory in her flirtations with Jiang Linyuan.

"No way, she really doesn't care at all?"

Jiang Linyuan frowned slightly.

When things are abnormal, there must be a demon; had Liu Tingting given up on herself?

"Is this Four-School League that important in her eyes? Or is she planning to give it the cold shoulder?"

Jiang Linyuan looked thoughtful, glancing at the high-spirited Su Muzhi beside him.

"Student Su, what do you think?"

"The reason doesn't matter, does it? Hasn't your goal been achieved?"

Su Muzhi stared into Jiang Linyuan's eyes, raised her index finger and shook it gently, smiling:

"Liu Tingting's situation is quite stormy right now; it's a good opportunity to move in while she's vulnerable."

"What do you mean move in while she's vulnerable? This is called offering help in a time of need!"

Jiang Linyuan corrected Su Muzhi's choice of words.

That's right, it's time for me to save Liu Tingting from the fire and water!

As for where the fire and water came from, don't ask.

Su Muzhi looked at Jiang Linyuan's righteous expression and curled her lips.

Just as Jiang Linyuan was about to go find Liu Tingting, Su Muzhi beside him suddenly laughed:

"Zhuang Yan told me that Liu Tingting hurt her foot while playing ball and might not be able to participate in the Four-School League."

Jiang Linyuan raised an eyebrow; this was interesting.

Injured at a time like this?

"Where is she now?"

"Liu Tingting or Zhuang Yan?"

"Liu Tingting, obviously! Why would I ask about Zhuang Yan?"

"Hehe, I thought you were interested in Zhuang Yan too."

"...I think you're sexually repressed."

Jiang Linyuan didn't bicker with Su Muzhi much longer, learning that Liu Tingting was currently in the infirmary.

He hurried over, and as soon as he entered the door, he heard a surprised voice.

"Yo, you're still here to see her? Don't you know about that bitch's business?"

Sister Zhuang, a woman of the streets, is as ruthless as her mouth is foul.

Jiang Linyuan turned his head and found Zhuang Yan looking at him with disdain:

"Do you want me to tell you about it?"

"No need."

Jiang Linyuan waved his hand and asked:

"How is Liu Tingting's injury?"

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Yan was stunned for a moment, then let out a cold snort:

"Just a sprained ankle, nothing serious."

Jiang Linyuan looked at her, his expression strange:

"You brought her here?"

Zhuang Yan turned her face away:

"She got hurt while playing ball with me, so of course I had to bring her here."

As she spoke, her tone grew a bit irritable, and she stomped her foot:

"Alright, now that a simp like you is here, I won't bother you anymore. I'm leaving."

Why is she acting all tsundere? Like a primary schooler.

Jiang Linyuan shook his head with a chuckle and walked into the temporary infirmary, where he saw Liu Tingting half-reclining on the bed.

A large mass of black hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall.

Seeing that the person who arrived was Jiang Linyuan, her expression froze for a moment before she revealed a faint smile:

"Oh, it's the junior."

One look and it was obvious—this was a fake smile.

Well, that made sense; the rumors about Liu Tingting being a heartbreaker were spreading like wildfire outside, so no matter how she acted on the outside, she couldn't possibly be happy on the inside.

"I heard you were injured, senior, so I came to check on you."

Jiang Linyuan said.

Liu Tingting nodded and said:

"It's not a big deal, just a sprain. I'll be fine after a few days of rest."

"It's just that I won't be able to participate in the Four-School League."

As she spoke, she smiled, her voice very soft:

"It's a bit of a pity."

"Is it really a pity?"

Jiang Linyuan asked again.

Liu Tingting's gaze sharpened, then she lowered her eyes and said:

"Haven't you heard what people outside are saying about me, junior?"

"A two-timing heartbreaker? A green tea bitch?"

Jiang Linyuan pulled up a chair and sat down, answering quite naturally.

"So you know."

Liu Tingting didn't change her expression and asked bluntly:

"Then why did you come to see me?"

"Those words might just be other people's prejudices. I believe..."

"It's all true."

Liu Tingting interrupted Jiang Linyuan, her expression turning cold:

"Those things, they are all true."

Jiang Linyuan was silent for a moment, then smiled:

"I know."

"Then are you here to laugh at me?"

Liu Tingting continued.

"If I wanted to laugh at you, I would have come a long time ago."

Jiang Linyuan revealed a confident smile:

"After all, I've known from the very beginning that you were keeping your options open, senior."

Liu Tingting was stunned, looking him over as if seeing him for the first time, and then she began to laugh:

"You came to find me just to tell me this?"

"No."

Jiang Linyuan shook his head:

"As I said from the start, I heard you were injured, so I came to check on you."

"Hmm? You've checked on me, can you go now?"

Liu Tingting said casually, looking somewhat impatient.

"No, now that I've checked on you, I want to talk to you about you leading the team in the Four-School League."

Jiang Linyuan said calmly.

"Huh?"

Liu Tingting tilted her head back, smiled, and pointed at her own leg:

"I sprained my ankle, can't you see? How am I supposed to compete?"

"Why couldn't you?"

Jiang Linyuan glanced at her and said:

"You aren't injured at all, are you."

Liu Tingting slowly wiped the smile from her face, turned her head away, and said in a stiff tone:

"I don't know what you're talking about."

As if he hadn't noticed, Jiang Linyuan continued:

"You know, Senior, every time you play badminton, you tie your hair up in a high ponytail, but when I saw you this time, your hair was left down."

Hearing his words, Liu Tingting subconsciously touched her loose hair and lowered her gaze, saying:

"I just didn't feel like tying it up today."

After a while, she didn't hear Jiang Linyuan's voice and looked up, feeling a bit puzzled.

What came into view was a simple black hair tie with a small nameplate attached.

"I think you look better with your hair tied up, Senior."

Jiang Linyuan gently set the hair tie down and said:

"Every year, the school team recruits outstanding members from the relevant clubs. This year's Four-School League is a great opportunity for you to prove yourself."

"It's also your chance to return to the school team. It would be a real shame to give up like this."

Liu Tingting didn't look up at Jiang Linyuan. After a moment of silence, she said:

"A lot of people in the Badminton Club don't want to see me in the spotlight. If I participate in the tournament, they'll just say I'm unworthy of the position."

Jiang Linyuan let out a scoff and said flatly:

"In sports, it's about strength, not personal conduct."

"And when it comes to skill and rankings, you've long been the best, Senior."

He paused there, a faint smile appearing on his face:

"At least in my heart."

Liu Tingting froze, staring into Jiang Linyuan's eyes, unable to find the words to respond.

Jiang Linyuan didn't say anything else; he stood up and walked away, leaving the space to Liu Tingting alone.

The cramped space fell completely silent.

Liu Tingting's gaze drifted involuntarily toward the hair tie Jiang Linyuan had left behind.

Under the glow of the fluorescent light, the nameplate on the hair tie caught a glint of light.

The word "Cheer" engraved on it shone brilliantly, illuminating her eyes.