" Tutu, hurry up and tell me the juicy gossip about your Sister Mu. Let me have a taste." The moment Lan Yu heard there was gossip, he perked right up.
"Get lost!" Ai Tutu turned and snapped at him. "I'm helping Sister Mu come up with a plan. Why are you butting in?"
"Fine, don't tell me. I'll just scroll through the campus forum for a while and find out." Lan Yu took out his phone, though he was actually asking Ding Yumian what she wanted to eat tonight.
It was about the season for crawfish by now.
When he found out Ding Yumian wanted crawfish, Lan Yu went out to a shop that sold them and bought twenty pounds.
As soon as he returned to the apartment, the smell of crawfish caught Ai Tutu's attention.
"That's the smell of crawfish!" Ai Tutu put down her phone. She'd been about to order delivery.
She hurriedly jumped off the sofa, ran to the kitchen refrigerator, and took out a few cans of ice-cold cola.
"You sure know how to make yourself useful," Lan Yu said.
Ai Tutu raised her chin proudly. "Of course, of course!"
Before long, Ding Yumian and Mu Nujiao came downstairs.
"Sister Mu, why not just take my advice and hire Lan Yu to help fend off Zhou Shuming's lackeys?" Ai Tutu urged again.
A hint of hesitation crossed Mu Nujiao's face.
Should she hire him or not?
"You need a handsome, powerful me as your shield? Then you've come to the right guy. Fifty thousand per job, and I don't haggle!" Lan Yu was very confident about this sort of thing.
Wasn't it just beating someone up? Easy.
If that didn't work, they could just take it to the competition arena.
Ding Yumian hadn't said a word the whole time. She simply sat down at the dining table, put on a pair of disposable gloves, and started peeling the crawfish.
But after peeling them, she didn't eat them. She put them in a bowl instead.
"Then... sorry for the trouble." Mu Nujiao finally agreed.
Everyone had a temper. Zhou Shuming had humiliated her in front of a crowd, so he couldn't blame her for hiring someone to beat him up.
"Sister Mu, you should've done that ages ago," Ai Tutu said. "With Lan Yu around, he'll definitely make Zhou Shuming regret it. Besides, Sister Ding agrees too."
Ding Yumian's hand paused as she peeled a crawfish. Then she said, "Mm. Tutu did tell me about it. People like that are good at taking a mile when you give them an inch. They need to be taught a lesson. One solid punch will keep a hundred more from coming."
"Damn, you stole my line!" Lan Yu yelped.
Ding Yumian looked at Lan Yu. A glimmer of mischief flickered in her calm, unruffled eyes. "How can you call it stealing when it's something a scholar said?"
"Holy crap..."
"Alright, alright. Come eat the crawfish. I peeled them for you."
"Coming!"
The sun shone brightly. Fallen leaves blanketed the school's winding paths and floated gently across the surface of the little lake.
Lan Yu walked behind the three beauties, looking every bit the gallant protector.
"Sister Mu, look! That's Lin Tingyu, Zhou Shuming's lackey!" Ai Tutu suddenly pointed at a man up ahead.
The cheerful mood, which had been filled with laughter and conversation, was instantly shattered.
The man had sharp ears. He immediately turned around, looked Ding Yumian, Mu Nujiao, and Ai Tutu up and down, then glanced at Lan Yu, who was standing very close to them.
"Well, well. Miss Ai has a new lackey? At least pick someone else next time. Isn't this one a little too shabby? Or is he the shield you hired? He doesn't look like much. Don't let him run off crying later."
A male student who had dolled himself up approached. He didn't take Ai Tutu seriously at all, and his tone was downright brazen.
What a sissy!
The moment Lan Yu saw him, those three words sprang into his mind.
And another thing—he was damn handsome. What the hell was wrong with this guy's eyes?
Lan Yu strode up to Lin Tingyu and stared at him with bright, piercing eyes. The guy was half a head shorter than him. "What the hell are you yapping about?"
Lin Tingyu didn't look the least bit afraid. He lifted his chin slightly and sneered. "What? Mad because I called you a lackey? Let me guess which one you are..."
Smack—!
A crisp slap rang out. Lin Tingyu's head jerked to the side, and the cheek that had been hit swelled visibly red.
"Damn it, open your dog eyes and take a good look! What the hell about this face isn't devastatingly handsome?"
Hearing that, Ai Tutu felt like beating Lan Yu to death. Ding Yumian could barely suppress a laugh, while Mu Nujiao's eye twitched.
There was certainly a bit of the old woman selling her own melons about that statement, but you had to admit, Lan Yu really was much more handsome than before. He also had a unique air about him that ordinary handsome men could hardly match.
"Hey, a grown man putting powder on his face? Fine, put it on if you want, but what the hell, you put on so much!" Lan Yu looked disgusted.
"Sister Yumian, got any water? I need to wash my hands. This guy's so gross, a damn sissy!"
Ding Yumian unscrewed the lid and handed him the cup of water.
Lan Yu took it in his left hand, then quickly poured water over his right hand and gave it a quick wash.
Lin Tingyu still seemed unable to process what had happened. He couldn't believe anyone would dare slap him.
"Sissy, let me wipe my hands on your clothes."
Lan Yu wiped his hand on Lin Tingyu's clothes. A sissy like him was sure to spray on perfume or something; even his clothes carried a scent.
"Kid, you actually hit me? Looks like I'll have to make you carry your own right hand in your teeth and roll off to the Healing Element, wailing and begging a teacher to reattach it!" Lin Tingyu finally snapped out of it and glared at Lan Yu.
Thud—!
Lan Yu didn't waste his breath. One Sky-Propping Knee nearly sent Lin Tingyu to meet his great-grandmother.
"Oh? You've got a temper, do you? Who gave you the guts?" Lan Yu spat. "If you don't dare throw a punch, then shut the hell up. Otherwise, you just look like you think you're hot stuff."
It was still early in the morning, but plenty of people were around. They watched the scene without saying a word, quietly enjoying the show.
Before long, the news that Lan Yu had beaten up the sissy Lin Tingyu was all over the campus forum, complete with a high-definition, uncensored video.
That gave people even more to talk about when it came to Lan Yu.
Lin Tingyu lay curled up on the ground, unable to recover for a long time.
Lan Yu wasn't wearing the Flying Shadow Armor or anything, but even the Sky-Propping Knee he'd thrown together on the fly had been more than enough to make that sissy Lin Tingyu suffer.
Then Lan Yu turned to Ai Tutu and the others and pointed at Lin Tingyu, curled up on the ground. "See? That's what you call efficiency."
Ai Tutu couldn't help giving him a thumbs-up. "Good! Well done! That's exactly how you should beat him!"
"Of course, of course!" Lan Yu said. "As a hired thug who gets paid to do a job, I've got to make sure the client's satisfied. That's the professional standard of a qualified hired thug."
After dinner last night, Ai Tutu had transferred the fifty thousand to Lan Yu's account.
"Miss Ai, if you've got any more jobs like this, remember to call me!"
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