Bamboo Rats and Zhu Juntang

Aside from Liu Chang'an, who seems to be quite attentive in class every day but is actually lost in thought, Yan Qingcheng feels that everyone is quite satisfied with the current situation.

She successfully avoided sitting next to Liu Chang'an, and probably didn't anger Liu Chang'an by letting him realize that she actually disliked sitting with him.

Zhu Juntang sat down next to Liu Chang'an as she wished, and Yan Qingcheng did not offend her. Everyone's requests were met.

Perhaps Liu Chang'an was quite satisfied. After all, he was a playboy. He had a girlfriend like An Nuan, and he even brought Qin Yanan came from a wealthy family, to a hotel to play with her at will. So it wouldn't be surprising if he got together with Zhu Juntang.

Qin Yanan has proven that women born into wealthy families are not guaranteed to avoid scumbags or be able to assertively confront men who are adept at manipulating women.

Before she came to school, her mother, who rarely gave her advice on what to be careful about during her university life, unusually reminded her not to date casually, saying that relationships between students or between teachers and students on campus would not end well.

In short, Yan Qingcheng felt more and more that Liu Chang'an was too dangerous. Now, looking back, Liu Chang'an's sudden "OK" gesture towards her was a terrifyingly dangerous signal.

Yan Qingcheng lowered her head and stared intently at her book.

Zhu Juntang adjusted the cushion a few times before finally settling down comfortably.

"There's no central air conditioning in the classroom, only a standing air conditioner!" Zhu Juntang said to Liu Chang'an in surprise after looking around.

"It's just too hot, so I usually bring my own palm-leaf fan," Liu Chang'an said nonchalantly. Palm-leaf fans still have a long history because they are simple to make, durable, and very practical.

Zhu Juntang knew what a palm-leaf fan was; it was a kind of fan made of some unknown leaf, dusty and stiff. The time she most often saw it was Liu Chang'an sitting under the sycamore tree, reading and drinking tea while fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan, like an old man... no, he really was a terrible old man.

"This standing air conditioner is the kind that can blow a person to death. What are these people doing?" Zhu Juntang said angrily.

"The school's funding is limited. Do you think you're at a resort hotel?" Liu Chang'an reminisced about the past, saying that having such a large standing air conditioner already felt like a luxury. Back then, the classrooms were as hot as ovens, but everyone was still eager to learn.

"I'm not blaming the school," Zhu Juntang texted on her phone. "I clearly sent them the class schedule, didn't they know to install a usable temperature control system in the classroom where I have classes beforehand? They're a bunch of lazy bums, like corpses... like corpses... like corpses!"

"Is she just occupying a position without doing any work?" Yan Qingcheng felt uncomfortable hearing her mutter the word "corpse" several times, and couldn't help but whisper it.

"What a waste of talent." Zhu Juntang finally remembered the newly learned idiom as she listened to the narration. She didn't care who was filling in the blanks. In short, if a fairy like herself encountered any difficult things, it would be a matter of course to resolve them naturally. There was no need to care about how they were resolved.

How did this person become her classmate? Yan Qingcheng thought to herself, feeling depressed. Although Liu Chang'an was a scumbag and a school bully-type "academic genius," he was also a true academic genius. Yan Qingcheng had never even considered his ranking in the province.

"Does it have an air-purifying function?" Liu Chang'an asked casually as he looked at Zhu Juntang's text message. He wouldn't expect Zhu Juntang to be frugal, but she was eager to enjoy some comfort.

"Of course it does, these are basic functions." Zhu Juntang wasn't aware of it, but she took it for granted, just like before she entered this classroom, she thought the classroom should have the temperature and air quality she was most comfortable with.

"Then I don't need to bring a palm-leaf fan."

"Did you bring any books?" Zhu Juntang asked after sending the message.

"I forgot. What about you?"

"I forgot too."

"What a coincidence."

"Yeah. So what are we doing here?"

"Just pay attention in class."

"I want to go back."

"No, sit down."

So Zhu Juntang gave up the idea of going back. Just then, the teacher entered the classroom, and she obediently put her hands together on the table.

Yan Qingcheng glanced at her books, then couldn't help but look at the two people sitting upright but who had forgotten their textbooks. What were these people doing at university?

After the first class, Zhu Juntang's attendant brought her textbooks. Zhu Juntang went to the RV parked outside the teaching building to urinate, then brought back two bottles of orange juice, giving one to Liu Chang'an.

Yan Qingcheng and the other female classmates who had gone to the restroom with her returned and sat down in their seats. Yan Qingcheng glanced at the two people next to her drinking orange juice, then took her water bottle, poured herself a capful of water, and drank it.

"We should have some outdoor classes in the fields scheduled soon, are you going?" Zhu Juntang, a young lady who always has someone plan her trips, always wants to know about the classes in advance.

"Let's go, I wonder if we'll catch any field mice." Liu Chang'an expectantly, "Field mice are different from the rats that scurry around in the city sewers. They live in the fields, are very innocent and lively, eat rice, sweet potatoes, corn and other crops, and are all plump and cute, exuding a delicate, juicy, and glossy quality."

"You want to eat them?" Zhu Juntang looked at Liu Chang'an in surprise, observing his tone, eyes, and expression.

"Certainly."

"You actually eat rats?" Zhu Juntang didn't care about the difference between field rats and city rats; they were both disgusting things!

"Once I've made it, you can try it. I guarantee you'll eat three bowls... if I had that much to give you," Liu Chang'an said confidently.

"You eat it yourself. I'm going to tell Yaya that you ate a rat." Zhu Juntang quickly and frankly admitted that she was going to sow discord.

It's unbearable for anyone to think that the man they like eats rats, right? Zhu Juntang still hoped that Qin Yanan would stop being Liu Chang'an's lackey because of this, so that she might have another ally when she confronted Liu Chang'an.

"Did you know there's another kind of rat called the bamboo rat? Doesn't that sound familiar to you?" Liu Chang'an even considered giving Zhu Juntang a nickname like "Bamboo Rat."

"Bamboo rat?" Zhu Juntang had never eaten such a thing before. Even if she had eaten many dishes, there was no need for her to know the names of the ingredients.

Liu Chang'an searched for "bamboo rat" on the online store and found preview pictures of pre-processed bamboo rats with their fur burned off, resembling little pigs with long tails.

Zhu Juntang glanced at it, and having just drunk the orange juice, she immediately felt nauseous and vomited.

Liu Chang'an expressionlessly shifted his gaze from his phone screen to Zhu Juntang, because Zhu Juntang had vomited orange juice all over him.

He searched for such pictures and sent them to Zhu Juntang, genuinely intending to disgust her, but how could she possibly vomit all over him?

Despite feeling a little embarrassed and ashamed, Zhu Juntang couldn't help but laugh as she lay on the table. Just yesterday she was thinking about getting revenge on him for giving her a chestnut, and today she finally got her revenge, even if it meant damaging her fairy-like image... It felt so good!

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I really can't hold on any longer, I'll update another long chapter tonight. Also, there's a year-end gala event on Qidian where you can vote for Xia Hua and the characters for the ultimate annual honor! I hope everyone will support this book.