Chapter 66 P - Jealousy
For the next few days, Xing Yu barely paid any attention to him.
It would be too late to say she ignored him, but Jiang Minmin, who had vowed to win him over, was determined to see things through, except for the fact that girls couldn't enter the male dormitory and during class time.
No matter the time or place, Jiang Minmin always appears in his field of vision like a ghost.
Chu Beiling didn't seem to care that the other person had coldly refused. She simply stepped forward and started a conversation, asking without saying anything else, "Have you eaten? Don't you like the food in the cafeteria? Shall I buy you noodles, vegetables, and eggs? Shall we go to Classroom 2 of the Color Classroom?"
Such boring and pointless questions, yet they try to get a clear understanding of all his actions and habits.
Chu Beiling didn't really want to respond, nor did she want the other person to know her activities and habits, but it would be impolite not to respond when someone started talking to you.
Young Master Chu, who is usually adept at navigating interpersonal relationships, suffered a rare setback. In addition, he has a filter that all girls are the most beautiful creatures in the world. Even if he doesn't like a girl, she might still do something that he finds unacceptable.
Chu Beiling could only think that as a man, he should give way to them and maintain the proper gentlemanly demeanor.
This made Jiang Minmin's divination quite difficult for him.
Young Master Chu was extremely annoyed, completely at a loss for how to get the other party to give up.
The most annoying one is Xing Yu.
It was as if he was giving him and Jiang Minmin some space. Whenever she appeared, Xing Yu would automatically disappear from their sight, acting as if he didn't want to disturb them.
Ask him what he's up to?
Xing Yu lifted his eyelids slightly, said nothing more, and stared at him with a look that could only be understood but not explained.
Finally, a week after Jiang Minmin kept pestering him and Xing Yu voluntarily stepped down, the young master Chu, who could no longer tolerate it, exploded.
He threw his paintbrush into the bucket and looked at Xing Yu beside him, saying, "Come out with me."
Xing Yu nodded, put the paintbrush into the bucket, and then got up.
Ke Jincheng, carrying a bucket of water, walked into the classroom and announced the latest news like a loudspeaker: "Jiang Minmin from the High School Affiliated to the Normal University is here again."
Upon hearing this, Xing Yu sat back down in front of the easel, and Chu Beiling, hands on her hips, was about to curse.
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Minmin brought over a 48-color paint box and placed it in front of him: "I heard your paints were spilled, how about using this?"
"Wow~" came a chorus of strange shouts and cheers from the class.
Chu Beiling felt a headache coming on. He glanced down at the paint box, which was a brand he often used and was used to.
Two days ago, Xue Ziang accidentally knocked over his paint box on the ground. Chu Beiling was furious on the spot, regardless of whether it was an accident or not. He was so angry that he wanted to beat Xue Ziang to death on the spot.
Overturning a paint box is a very serious matter for art students. Even Xing Yu, who never advises reconciliation, put down his things and prepared to fight alongside him.
If it weren't for the supervising teacher suddenly coming to the classroom to check on them, stopping them in time, and making Xue Ziang reimburse him for the cost of the paint box.
Right now, either Xue Ziang will end up in the hospital lying down, or he will end up in the hospital lying down.
But losing money was useless; the base couldn't buy the brand he needed, let alone paint boxes—that was out of the question. They only had Horse Head brand jars, but the colors were incomplete and not quite right.
Chu Beiling is meticulous about painting, but not so fussy as to insist on using a particular brand. It's just that the water content and pigment content of different brands of paint vary greatly, making it quite troublesome to readjust and adjust.
Just like the instruments that music students use, art students also need to be comfortable and familiar with their paints. Therefore, they generally do not change their usual paints unless necessary, and even if they do change paints, they need to adapt to and get used to them in advance.
Xing Yu said he could use his, but it was still not very convenient. Fortunately, he had prepared several basic colors and white ones in case of emergency. He would buy the difficult colors at the convenience store and make do with them. He would borrow Xing Yu's colors if he couldn't find them, and mix the rest himself.
Chu Beiling has a strong sense of color. He can create any color using only white and the three basic primary colors. Under normal circumstances, this would be an absolutely dazzling skill for a BKing, and he can use it freely.
However, for high-intensity training sessions that require ensuring quality and a certain number of sessions, having all colors done by color mixing is just creating trouble for yourself and will also waste a lot of time.
Especially the paints from the Horse Head brand, they are really too domineering. They have a heavy glue-like feel, are thick and difficult to mix, and either they are dry and clumpy or moldy, and the colors are not evenly mixed.
When you mix several different brands of paint, it looks alright when the humidity is right.
But once the image dried, the saturation dropped several degrees instantly, making the image gray and dirty, which almost gave Chu Beiling a heart attack.
If it weren't for the fact that we couldn't leave the base and my phone was confiscated so I couldn't contact Uncle Zhao outside to bring it over...
How could Young Master Chu, who could easily handle paint, have fallen to such a state?
so--
The paint in front of him was extremely tempting. Even though he knew he should refuse, Chu Beiling was still wavering. He hadn't decided whether to accept it or not. Jiang Minmin looked at him with a smile and said, "Then I'll go first. See you at noon."
"Wait a minute," Chu Beiling called out to her.
Jiang Minmin laughed and said, "What's wrong?! Are you so touched that you want to be my boyfriend?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the classroom, which had been quiet for a few seconds, became even more excited than before, as if it had been turned into a zoo, with all sorts of animals chattering and making rhythmic noises.
There were also cheers and the sound of Prince Fanfan agreeing with her.
Chu Beiling was even more troubled and subconsciously glanced at Xing Yu.
He didn't join the others in the commotion, but everything happening around him seemed irrelevant to him. He stared at the sketched paper, holding a palette in his left hand and letting his right hand, which was holding a paintbrush, hang down as he put the paintbrush into a bucket of water to stir and wash it.
The calm water surface was stirred into a whirlpool by the paintbrush, and the originally murky water flowed towards the center of the paintbrush, as if it wanted to swallow the paintbrush.
Young Master Chu's irritability grew stronger and stronger.
You bastard, you scoundrel, you chicken egg, you braised egg, you duck egg, you quail egg, Xing Yu, how can you be so indifferent? Are you even a friend anymore?!
Jiang Minmin asked with a smile, "How about Chu Beiling being my boyfriend?"
He snapped out of his daze, suppressed his anger and agitation, and said to the smiling Jiang Minmin, "Come out with me for a moment."
The strange noises in the classroom grew louder, along with the sound of whistling.
Chu Beiling was in an even worse mood now.
In this atmosphere, going out to talk would undoubtedly make others think even more, but he didn't want to let them comment on him in front of the whole class.
It's also to save face for the girl, not wanting to embarrass her too much.
Jiang Minmin clearly misunderstood him, and her smile widened: "Okay."
Chu Beiling didn't care at all whether the other party had misunderstood. He looked down at Xing Yu, who was holding his paintbrush tightly and didn't even glance at him.
"..." Young Master Chu cursed inwardly, "Damn it, Xing Yu is a bastard who would leave someone to die."
Li Dong nudged his elbow, the meaning was clear: he wanted him to come along.
Xing Yu raised his eyes and glanced at the two figures leaving side by side, then shook his head slightly.
"No, why?" Li Dong asked, puzzled.
Xing Yu felt a slight numbness and bitterness on the tip of his tongue. He smiled faintly and said, "It's good as it is now, so let's not go any further!"
Moreover, he wasn't sure what Chu Beiling's feelings were for Jiang Minmin. If the young master was determined to date, he might have been able to stop him in the past, using Aunt Li's excuse of keeping an eye on Chu Beiling to prevent him from dating too early to pull him away.
After confirming that her feelings for Chu Beiling were not friendship but a deeper and more intimate emotion—
Even though he wanted to stop it, Xing Yu didn't have the courage to do so.
There is no reason for it.
He didn't know if Chu Beiling would be annoyed with him after finding out, and he also didn't know if it was right for two boys to be together!
I'm uncertain and can't afford to take any risks, so let's just leave it at that.
Li Dong cursed, "Fine, whatever, go ahead and suffocate."
The two of them stepped onto the rooftop together. Once they were sure no one was following them to gossip, and that it was just the two of them, Chu Beiling spoke up: "I really need the paint, so I appreciate your kindness, but I can't accept it for free. Consider it an invitation from you to buy it."
After saying that, he took out several hundred yuan from his pocket and handed it to her.
Jiang Minmin glanced down at it but didn't take it: "The paint is something you need, so I bought it for you. It's my own choice, so you don't need to feel guilty."
"This has nothing to do with whether or not there is a burden..."
After a pause, Chu Beiling continued, "I accepted the paint because I really needed it, but that's only because I needed it. It has nothing to do with who gave it to me. I don't want to be in a relationship right now. I can't give you the response you want, and of course, I don't plan to start a friendship with you. No matter what you do, it's a waste of time."
Chu Beiling felt that her attitude was already cold and ruthless enough.
But Jiang Minmin raised her chin and said, "It's okay~ I'll wait for you. It's okay if we don't become friends. I never intended to be friends with you anyway."
Her eyes curved into a beautiful smile: "As for wasting time, you're already worrying about my time!"
"..." Chu Beiling, who was used to talking nonsense, was once again at a loss for words.
“I like you, so I’m giving you what you need. I don’t need your response in the first place, otherwise it would just become a transaction!” Jiang Minmin was measured and had a perfect sense of proportion. “But if you really can’t accept it, I’ll take the money.”
She reached out and took two red bills, waving them in her hand: "Two hundred yuan is enough, you don't need so much. As for the change of a few tens of yuan, don't worry about it. I don't have the money to give you change. Of course, I don't mind taking one more bill so you can use the rest of the money to treat me to a meal."
Chu Beiling was somewhat troubled. The back-and-forth wrangling would only deepen the bond between them, which was not the outcome he wanted. In the end, he had no choice but to compromise.
Young Master Chu asked, "You like me only because I arouse your competitive spirit?"
"No, because I like you," Jiang Minmin said bluntly.
Chu Beiling was skeptical: "We didn't know each other before coming to the base, and we barely exchanged a few words. How could you be so fond of me that you can't live without me?!"
“You’re beautiful. I fell in love at first sight, then I was captivated at second sight, and I can’t forget you after the third.” Jiang Minmin nodded and said solemnly, “It has to be you.”
"There are quite a few good-looking people in the base, aren't there?" Chu Beiling pinched his aching temples hard.
Jiang Minmin blinked: "So what does this have to do with me liking you? Liking someone doesn't need a reason or specific explanation. There are better-looking people, but I just like you."
Chu Beiling was even more troubled. There was no way to continue the conversation. He said bluntly, "But what you're doing is causing me trouble."
“Okay, I understand,” Jiang Minmin said.
Just as Chu Beiling breathed a sigh of relief, Jiang Minmin on the other end of the line changed the subject: "So you said I'd change it, change it to the way you like."
Chu Beiling was speechless and quickly said, "No, no, no, you don't need to change it. What do you like about me? I'll change it, I'll change it right away."
"You're so funny, I like you even more now!" Jiang Minmin asked, "So what did I do that made you uncomfortable?!"
Chu Beiling was speechless and annoyed. Why couldn't this girl listen to reason?
As for any real impact, Jiang Minmin didn't do anything special. Apart from following him at a distance and occasionally exchanging a few words, and this time she took the initiative to buy the paint box, she didn't do anything particularly noteworthy.
The base is only so big, and there are only a few roads. He couldn't possibly be so domineering as to prevent the other party from using it, could he?
Moreover, Chu Beiling promised that as long as he said he wouldn't follow me, would that be okay?
This girl will surely have something to say that leaves him speechless.
"Class is about to start, I'm going back to the classroom now." With that, she waved and walked away cheerfully.
Chu Beiling enjoyed the cool breeze on the rooftop before returning to the classroom, where she stood before her easel amidst the curious and gossipy gazes of the crowd.
Ke Jincheng, who was sitting behind him, leaned back and brought the chair closer. "Little Prince Fanfan, how's it going with the beautiful lady? Are you together yet? Are you together yet?"
"We're not together, and we can't be together." Chu Beiling reached out and grabbed the back of the chair, pushing it forward: "Don't move. If you fall and knock over my paint, I promise I'll cut you up on the spot and use your blood to wash the brush."
Ke Jincheng yelled, "Hey, don't deny it! Just say you're together, we won't tell anyone. Look, you're protecting the beauty's paint, so you must care about her. Don't be shy."
Xu Tunan, standing to the side, chimed in before he could finish: "I have to say this. No matter who gave it to him, Chu Fanfan's love for paint is undeniable and cannot be questioned."
Chu Beiling was just about to praise Xu Tunan for finally saying something sensible.
Hu Tutu abruptly changed the subject: "So, Chu Fanfan, when did you give in to the beautiful Jiang?"
“Little Prince Fanfan, how come I never noticed you were so aloof before? It’s so hurtful to see such a beautiful woman so cold.” Ke Jincheng egged her on, “Since such a beautiful woman is so devoted to you, why don’t you just give in to her?”
Chu Beiling glanced at Xing Yu out of the corner of his eye and almost vomited blood. He was so annoyed that Xing Yu still didn't react or speak up for him.
Enraged, Young Master Chu kicked each of them and said coolly, "If you're willing, I'll wash you clean and send you over to her."
Xu Tunan: "NONONO, she doesn't like me."
Ke Jincheng said sweetly, "I would like to, but she wants you to be her boyfriend~~ Prince Fanfan."
Although teenagers are naive about love, they are full of hormones, both shy and curious. Once they hear about who is dating whom or who likes whom, they become excited and gossip for three days and three nights without stopping.
During their intensive training at the base, aside from eating and sleeping, they spent almost all their time in the classroom drawing day and night without any entertainment, and their mental state began to improve.
In addition, art students' mental states fluctuate between two extremes: "I'm the best, what a contemporary Picasso I am" and "I'm just a piece of trash."
Once he finds something fun and exciting, he starts acting up and never stops.
The two men's shouts grew louder, drawing in the attention of the sports committee members, the discipline inspection committee members, and several other people they were on good terms with, all joining in the discussion and teasing, each more excited than the last.
Some people say, "Prince Fanfan, we've never seen you like this at school. You would have chased away any suitors you had long ago. Miss Jiang is indeed special!"
"Right, right, you're definitely tempted."
Chu Beiling's brain suddenly shut down without warning, then began to buzz—
It felt as if something had struck and pierced his heart. He looked sharply at Xing Yu beside him.
Xing Yu was lost in thought, his brush unconsciously stirring the palette. The originally distinct color blocks were mixed together and turned into a dull gray.
A few seconds later, he seemed to realize what he was doing, and then, annoyed and frustrated, he threw the palette into the bucket of water, pressed it into the dirty water and tried to clean it with his brush. Halfway through, he gasped and hissed loudly.
Chu Beiling had a strange and unrelated association with Xing Yu's soul's reactions outside the heavens—
Princess Xing is jealous.
I guess I was so angry at a bunch of idiots that my brain felt sore and swollen, and my thoughts wandered off, and I was directly infected with the aura of idiots.
Young Master Chu, thinking this way, actually asked this inexplicable question: "Xing Yu, are you jealous?"
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