Chapter 278: The MVP is actually Sweet and Sour Fish Cake

Chapter 278: The MVP is actually Sweet and Sour Fish Cake

People aren't really interested in this issue.

But a slightly anxious voice rang out, "With whom?"

Everyone looked up, their bewildered gazes fixed on the source of the voice.

This made Xu Xiangbai suddenly realize his loss of composure.

He pursed his lips, feigning nonchalance, "Just curious, how does someone like you, whose emotions have been stripped away, pursue someone? Is hitting someone a sign of affection, scolding someone a sign of love?"

This really stepped on An Yu's little tail.

After all, this stingy woman herself, after being rejected, would inexplicably sit up in the middle of the night and frantically rub her face.

He muttered to himself, "An Yu, you're so embarrassing."

He then ended by cursing Zhou Jichen for being blind to talent.

The comment "a pretty but empty vase" really bothered her.

Even when she was going through hardships in the entertainment industry and suffering on set, An Yu gritted her teeth and persevered.

I can't give up.

She has to prove that she's not just a pretty face.

For a long time, An Yu thought she was complaining about Zhou Jichen, feeling that the man was arrogant and haughty.

But as she matured, she realized that she was mostly angry with herself.

Because at that time, her mind was indeed blank, her studies were mediocre, she had no plans for the future, and she was just taking it one day at a time.

No wonder that every time Wen Jinye cursed Zhou Jichen before, Wen Jinye could only dryly agree with her, "That's right! It's too much."

Although the words were limited, the emotional value was well conveyed.

An Yu thought Wen Jin wasn't very good at swearing either.

Later I realized that Wen Jin was such a righteous person that there was nothing to criticize.

I'll just have to force myself to spoil her.

An Yu: ┭┮﹏┭┮

I'm glad I still need Dr. Zhou's help later. Compared to that, I was indeed a bit too narrow-minded and petty.

An Yu suddenly felt a pang of guilt.

Her thin eyelids trembled and lifted, and she subconsciously looked at Zhou Jichen.

Their gazes met unexpectedly.

Those eyes were deep and calm, like a still pool.

But his gaze didn't seem to have been on me just now.

He must remember me.

An Yu hurriedly looked away, the foolish memories replaying in her mind!

He replied to Xu Xiangbai, "That's the next question! If you want to know, then forward this to me."

Three minutes later, under Xu Xiangbai's nimble and slender fingertips, the bottle opening was accurately positioned against An Yu's face.

An Yu: ...The prophet part.

Xu Xiangbai's Adam's apple bobbed. "What did you like about him back then?"

An Yu would rather die than admit these things in front of the parties involved.

But to be honest, young feelings are pure, and the reason I liked Zhou Jichen was actually quite simple.

The perfect sunlight, combined with his youthful, cool, and handsome face, allowed An Yu to perfectly immerse herself in the world of the male and female characters in the campus novel she was reading.

Appearance is justice.

In particular, they bumped into each other at the cafeteria at noon. She happened to be standing next to Zhou Jichen in line at the same window, with the two aunties working in sync.

An Yu walked briskly as soon as class ended, not even bothering to pull Wen Jinye along.

It's all for this sweet and sour fish cake.

The restaurant's wildly popular dishes.

When it was An Yu's turn, there was only one left, and she and Zhou Jichen spoke at the same time.

An Yu's heart was broken.

But the slender boy next to him changed his mind and said, "Let's not have sweet and sour fish cakes anymore, let's have braised pork instead."

That noon, she couldn't help but giggle as she ate her sweet and sour fish cake.

Wen Jin was also dumbfounded.

"An Yu, is it because this fish isn't completely dead that it's making your stomach itch?"

Help! How could I have thought of this?

Wen Jinye's dry humor is something even An Yu would admit defeat to.

She couldn't help but chuckle softly, revealing shallow dimples at the corners of her lips.

To others, it looks like she's lost in sweet memories, still feeling a bit lingering.

Xiao Yin was always at the forefront of gossip, leaning to one side, subtly shifting her position, stretching her neck, and peeking out her head to look at An Yu.

"Sister Anyu, your face is all red. Do you still like him? Or is it just that the white moonlight of youth is so exciting?"

An Yu suddenly became nervous.

The main concern is avoiding any misunderstandings.

This made Zhou Jichen feel uncomfortable or troubled.

A hand instantly covered Xiao Yin's mouth and pushed her away. "Shut your mouth, don't talk nonsense. I didn't."

Someone repeated Xu Xiangbai's question, "So what did you like about him back then?"

You can't say that the greedy girl was madly in love because the other party was a gentleman and gave her a serving of sweet and sour fish cake, can you?

That's really tempting.

An Yu could almost picture Xu Xiangbai's mocking voice.

He could only downplay the issue, but he sincerely replied, "Because he's handsome."

Xu Xiangbai felt a pang of jealousy, and his words seemed to come out without any thought.

"You like him just because he's handsome? That's shallow."

An Yu was truly impressed.

They keep asking and asking, and after they've asked, they start yelling and yelling again!

"I don't like all handsome guys, I have to be selective! Like you! No matter how handsome you are, I still don't like you!"

Xu Xiangbai was stunned.

Anyone who hears this can't help but sigh, "Xu Xiangbai, you've finally been disliked to this extent, and people are avoiding you like the plague."

Xu Xiangbai, however, seemed to have been possessed.

The man, who had been indignant just moments before, suddenly calmed down and could only feign seriousness by frowning.

"you……"

Why did you suddenly compliment me on my looks?

An Yu: ? ? ? You're sick.

Others: ? ? ? Dude, why are you treating yourself like a dog?

Next up is Zhang Guanzhuan.

He rubbed his hands together, turned the bottle around, and brought it back to An Yu.

Zhang Guan really didn't know what to ask, so he simply continued in one direction: "So, did you succeed in confessing your feelings back then?"

An Yu:......

Does she really have to die here in front of Zhou Jichen today?

An Yu closed her eyes resignedly. For a girl who would rather die than admit that she had been rejected in public, it was worse than being killed.

An Yu took a deep breath. "It didn't work."

"Holy crap—"

This is rather unbelievable.

After all, putting aside everything else, An Yu has a beautiful face and a bright, attractive appearance, so she should be very popular.

Thinking back to how An Yu's agent had ruthlessly rejected his attempts to curry favor, and then recalling how Xu Xiangbai had just mocked him as a rotten pig, he felt a pang of sadness.

Zhang Guan was a little puzzled, and his gossip instincts kicked in.

"Damn, has he lost his mind? How could he be rejected after confessing to such a beautiful girl?"

An Yu glanced guiltily at Zhou Jichen.

But the other person's face remained calm and undisturbed.

Did he know that Zhang Guan was cursing him?

An Yu couldn't figure out Zhou Jichen's thoughts, and she just felt so awkward. This was an execution ground that only she and Zhou Jichen could see.

An Yu was afraid that if she poked a hole in her shoe, she would fall in.

She could only awkwardly explain, "No, there are many beautiful girls at Jiangbei No.1 High School. Everyone has their own unique charm. I'm just average among all the beauties."

The main reason is that Zhou Jichen suffered the undeserved humiliation of being insulted because of his own past trivial matters.

What's frustrating is that I can't even stand up and refute it.

Since "he who takes a bribe is bound to be obligated," An Yu could only speak well of the other party.

"He was actually a good person in many ways, but everyone was young and immature back then."

"What's good about it?"

Xu Xiangbai fiddled with the lighter in his hand.

When he felt anxious and uneasy, he always needed to fidget with something, and at this moment, this metal lighter became his best tool.

"He's at least quite blind. Tell me which alumnus he is? I'd like to meet him in person at the alumni association meeting or the anniversary celebration of Jiangbei No.1 Middle School, and give him a guide cane as a token of my respect."