On the day of the Four-School League, Liu Tingting successfully elbowed her way through the public pressure, escaped her "prison," and won the revival match.
The feathered green tea bitch, having lived a second life, was now competing!
Watching Liu Tingting looking radiant on the badminton court, Su Muzhi tilted her head toward Jiang Linyuan beside her and teased with a smile:
"The power of love is truly great; it can even overcome physical pain."
"What's great is me, not some bullshit love, Little Su, do you understand?"
Jiang Linyuan said with a cold sneer.
"Uh-huh, sure, but I put in quite a bit of effort too."
Su Muzhi pretended not to hear his strange nickname, her face full of smiles as she pressed her palms together:
"The greatness belongs to both of us."
"What nonsense are you spouting? This is my greatness alone."
Jiang Linyuan corrected her with dissatisfaction:
"When a student takes an exam and gets a good grade using a pen, should the credit go to the pen?"
"On the contrary, if the exam is failed because the pen ran out of ink, then the fault definitely lies with the pen!"
The smile on Su Muzhi's face froze.
This guy, does he really treat me like a tool?!
"If that's the case, then if someone uses a knife to kill a person, the crime must lie entirely with the person, right?"
She blinked and replied with a smile.
"Hahaha, Student Su, that was just a joke. We are good partners as close as brothers and sisters, after all."
Jiang Linyuan changed his expression instantly and laughed out loud.
I knew this trashy woman wouldn't stay quiet; she's already threatening me by bringing up the fact that I exposed Liu Tingting as a green tea bitch.
Distance tests a horse's strength, and time reveals a person's heart.
There will be plenty of opportunities in the future to make this insufferable woman pay.
"Heh."
Su Muzhi offered a polite smile and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.
Based on her current understanding of this dog of a man, he was someone who would completely disregard his own face to achieve his goals.
When he needs you, you're a "good junior, good partner," and when he doesn't, he flips his face immediately: "You insufferable woman, who are you?"
"So, you've already touched Liu Tingting's heart."
Su Muzhi looked at the ponytail Liu Tingting had tied up on the court; the nameplate on her hair tie was blindingly bright under the lights.
She remembered that Liu Tingting's hair ties never used to have such decorations.
"Next, it should be a matter of course, right? Slowly deepening the affection, and then..."
Just as Su Muzhi was talking to herself, Jiang Linyuan interrupted her directly:
"No need, it's already over."
This statement, which would have left even Louis XVI feeling confused, left Su Muzhi stunned:
"What do you mean? Logically speaking, shouldn't it have just begun?"
Jiang Linyuan said in a leisurely tone:
"I plan to confess to Liu Tingting as soon as this match ends."
The requirement to receive the system reward was for the girl to truly feel a heartbeat for him; even a fleeting thought of "I really like him" was enough.
And the current Liu Tingting happened to meet this condition.
The good days are coming!
"No, you'll definitely be rejected if you do that..."
Su Muzhi was about to say something, but then she quickly realized the truth.
He was actively seeking to be rejected.
That was it. How could such a trashy man, who really wanted to take down those little green tea bitches, fail repeatedly if he didn't want to?
What he wanted was the rejection!
But why? Is he a masochist?
After all, he had a fetish for green tea bitches; it wasn't impossible for him to be even more perverted.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck Su Muzhi.
Some of the girls who had previously rejected Jiang Linyuan's confessions had actually approached him privately later, hoping to date him, only to be promptly rejected by him.
Su Muzhi hadn't understood it back then, but now, she got it.
"So that's how it is. You really are a bad man through and through."
Su Muzhi covered her mouth with her hand, her eyes curving into crescent moons as she laughed.
That was it.
He had molded himself into the "white moonlight" in those girls' hearts, offering the most heartwarming care just when they were at their lowest.
He made them fall under the illusion that he understood them, and that perhaps they could have a beautiful future together.
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In this state of ambiguous, push-and-pull tension, Jiang Linyuan would take the initiative to confess, only to shatter their fantasies.
At that point in time, they would have only just started to develop feelings; they would never agree immediately, intending instead to continue the game of cat and mouse.
Yet, after being rejected, Jiang Linyuan would choose to cease all communication, leaving them with the most perfect impression before vanishing from their lives.
In this way, whenever those girls encountered a new relationship, they would subconsciously think of him.
That brief, beautiful, and unattainable memory of their white moonlight.
What a scumbag, this man.
Still, I don't hate it.
Watching the mischievous smirk on Su Muzhi's face, Jiang Linyuan couldn't help but feel she was imagining some strange things.
Why does this "downer girl" have such an active imagination?
"Are you thinking about something weird?"
"Not at all."
Su Muzhi said with a smile.
"Hmm..."
Jiang Linyuan hesitated for a moment:
"Can you wipe that lecherous grin off your face? It's disgusting."
"Hm?"
Lecherous grin?
Su Muzhi's smile didn't falter, but her eyebrows arched slightly. In truth, she was quite displeased. Suddenly, she said out of the blue:
"Nong ge ning zhen lao ni xin e. (You are truly disgusting.)"
What kind of gibberish are you spouting? You brat, you're secretly cursing me in dialect, aren't you!
Although Jiang Linyuan couldn't understand what Su Muzhi was saying, the malice in her tone was blindingly obvious.
"Are you cursing me?"
"Of course not. In Shanghai, this is how locals compliment outsiders."
"Oh, you're a Shanghai local? Impressive. If I keep talking to you, will the Oriental Pearl turn into a defense tower and blast me to death?"
"Hehe, how could that happen?"
After saying this, Su Muzhi beamed like a flower and whispered:
"We aren't that conservative."
This Su Muzhi is becoming increasingly brazen.
You have your Shanghai dialect, and I have my Jinling Elegant Speech. Who's afraid of whom!
"You fake-cursing ghost."
"Is Student Jiang cursing me?"
"You don't understand. In Jinling, this is how we compliment people."
"Hehe..."
The two traded barbs, engaging in a "bird-song and flower-fragrance" cultural exchange. Even though they didn't understand each other's dialects, they could both read the sincere emotions in each other's hearts.
A meeting of minds—this must be the scene that phrase was meant to describe.
Amidst the affectionate exchange between Su Muzhi and Jiang Linyuan, the Four-School League drew to a close.
The overall performance of Xingnan University was barely satisfactory; at the very least, they finished in fourth place!
A joyous occasion, even if the school leaders who came to watch the competition didn't look too pleased.
Why? It's so hard to guess.
Although their overall strength was a bit lackluster, Liu Tingting's individual performance was exceptionally outstanding, and she was very satisfied with it herself.
As soon as the competition ended, she scanned the spectator stands, then smiled sweetly at Jiang Linyuan and trotted over.
"Oh, Student Jiang, your shift has started. Do you still plan on sitting here and having a heart-to-heart with me?"
Su Muzhi glanced at Liu Tingting and asked with a happy smile.
"You, my wingman, why are you still sitting there? Go buy some water! I need to give it to Liu Tingting in a moment."
Jiang Linyuan said with dissatisfaction.
Su Muzhi: ...
Seeing that Su Muzhi did not move, Jiang Linyuan urged her earnestly once more:
"We are all adults now, so you need to learn how to control your emotions and stop acting like a spoiled child. Go on!"
The smile on Su Muzhi's face grew even wider:
"I'll get you a bottle too."
Having said that, she didn't give Jiang Linyuan a chance to refuse and trotted off toward the vending machine.
Jiang Linyuan stopped paying attention to her and turned his head to look at Liu Tingting, who was walking toward him with a smile:
"Senior, that was a beautiful match."
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