Chapter 43 43 Setting Conditions
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Exhausted, she rested her hands on her slender waist, her skin beaded with sweat. She re-tied her hair into a bun, took the tissue Feng Yan offered, and said thank you.
The phone was locked with a click, and I didn't really want to talk to Shen Yueze.
I took another sip of electrolyte water, and couldn't help but wonder what he meant by "teacher."
He can't sing or dance, so is he supposed to teach her to sing and dance?
After hesitating for a moment, I sent a message out of curiosity: "What kind of teacher?"
Golf.
Oh, I thought it was a singing and dancing performance.
I've learned a few musical instruments; I can also teach you vocal music if you'd like.
【unnecessary. 】
Shen Yueze originally wanted to find her a professional vocal coach, but he didn't.
[Your boyfriend suggested I teach you golf.]
Wen Yining frowned slightly upon seeing this, somewhat disbelieving; this person seemed to enjoy playing games with others too much.
Moreover, she doesn't have time to study right now, nor does she want to. She still skips classes during the day to prepare for the performance.
You have to spend a lot of time practicing every day; you can't debut just by having a pretty face.
So she replied, "I'm not studying lately, and if I were, I wouldn't need you to teach me."
Shen Yueze: [I teach better than other teachers, and besides, if you go outside, you're more likely to be taken advantage of.]
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Wen Yining ignored him again, put her phone in her bag, leaned against the wall, and slowly slid it to the floor to rest.
I glanced in the mirror and was relieved that I hadn't put on makeup today. I was sweating quite a bit, and my hair was damp inside. My hair is thick and voluminous, and the shampoo smelled really nice; I had just washed it this morning.
The teacher sent them a picture of the daily schedule of South Korean trainees, saying, "Look how hard they work. They only sleep three or four hours a day, with no entertainment and very little rest."
"The most dedicated ones practice for more than ten hours a day, and they still might not be able to debut. They just train like crazy."
Geng Chutong sighed, rubbing her legs, her back aching. "There's nothing we can do. The competition is too fierce. The key is, if an idol doesn't become a top star, they don't make money. It's far less profitable than in China."
“I wanted to become a trainee from the beginning. One of my high school classmates went to train. After he went, he controlled everything. Every day when we went to the practice room, he would weigh himself first, and he couldn’t even eat a few extra bites.”
"Those who are menstruating cannot take leave, and those with poor health are eliminated directly."
Zhao Xiqing asked, "What happened next? Did you debut?"
"No, she couldn't endure that hardship. She was always hungry and had no energy to sing or dance. She also developed a lot of illnesses. After coming back, she overate and developed depression. It seems she was bullied by the people there. They were very xenophobic and looked down on Chinese people."
A few years ago, before the ban on Korean entertainment, the Korean wave was very popular in China. Many songs were so popular that everyone had heard them. This led Jay Chou to say that the Korean wave should not be allowed to become too rampant.
From the time our teachers were young to their generation's youth, their lives were filled with South Korean idols, and stationery stores were filled with merchandise.
Practicing dance is actually very physically demanding, and you can't keep going without eating. Feng Yan knew that she wanted to participate in a talent show for a major company recently, so he asked her about the training location in advance and bought a bunch of nutritious food to help her.
Zhao Xiqing was asking Wen Yining if she wanted to sign with the company; if she did, there would be many benefits.
"Do I need to pay training fees or anything?"
"No need, it's free. However, terminating the contract won't be so easy."
This is also why she hasn't considered it: too many people have been scammed.
The contract can't be terminated, and it also states that you can't accept roles privately without permission, otherwise you'll be sued.
She can sing, but her dancing is so-so. She has a foundation in jazz dance, but to perform on stage, you have to combine singing and dancing, which isn't something you can learn quickly.
She would be unwilling to give up if she didn't try, even though Chen Jiabai wasn't very supportive and would occasionally discourage her.
Yesterday, she sent Chen Jiabai a practice video of herself, which she thought was quite good. After watching it, Chen Jiabai commented: "[It's average, far from being good enough to debut.]"
This made her not want to talk to him much today.
I've been disappointed before, but never this directly.
Feng Yan bought food for all five girls. When it came to Geng Chutong's turn, she said, "I don't eat cilantro, so why is there cilantro in all of them?"
Feng Yan: "Wen Yining likes cilantro, so I bought it according to her taste."
Geng Chutong looked a little upset, but she didn't have time to be gloomy and switched to eating something else.
I also have vocal lessons to catch up on.
Shen Yueze had asked Dai Anning about the location beforehand. Dai Anning didn't skip class; instead, she dozed off in the classroom out of boredom while listening to the teacher's lecture.
My phone vibrated; it was Shen Yueze.
She assumed Chen Jiabai had sent this person, and couldn't help but think: Chen Jiabai really cares about Wen Yining...
His good friend had already come twice, and then asked again, "Shen Yueze, didn't they make up? Do they still need you to come as reinforcements?"
Shen Yueze didn't reply to her. He found a way to enter through the main gate and went straight to the classroom where Wen Yining was.
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The house was old and poorly soundproofed, and the music inside was clearly audible.
She was in the middle, with classmates on either side of her, and a young female teacher in front of her, leading them in a girl group dance.
The basic movements of jazz dance include touching your hips, shaking your head to get up, touching your thighs to get up, and then moving to a smooth wave.
Shen Yueze's gaze was fixed on her, and she moved in rhythm with him quite well. She was already tall and slender, and when she made such a seductive move, she was indescribably sexy and alluring.
Wen Yining was very focused, wearing a tight-fitting short-sleeved T-shirt with straight shoulders and loose casual pants, revealing a glimpse of her slim waist, the kind you could wrap your hand around in.
I sang the lyrics softly, following the sound of the speakers. I wasn't wearing a microphone, and my stamina wasn't up to par, so I was panting heavily while singing.
Her exposed skin was very white, her cheeks were slightly flushed, and her hair at the temples was damp with sweat, but this did not affect her concentration.
As a result, after finishing a song, I didn't even notice someone coming in from behind. All I could see was whether my movements were correct and when we could sing and dance together.
Afterwards, the teacher told them, "You need to practice pronunciation and strengthen your physical training. By the way, I'll give you a chart. Keep following this in the future and don't be lazy."
"Sit-ups and planks are relatively simple exercises that you can do by yourself. You don't need to go to a gym. Just buy a yoga mat and practice in your dorm every day. Otherwise, you'll be out of breath and your microphone will pop out when you sing."
"They won't be using live microphones all the time, will they? Domestic TV shows aren't usually this authentic, are they?"
"It's possible that everyone is only halfway through their training, and not everyone is highly skilled. There are also those who have learned quickly in a few months, like you guys."
Wen Yining had been practicing for several hours straight, and now she was so tired that she leaned against the railing, holding a plastic water bottle in her left hand. She took a few sips, her mind blank, lost in thought.
As the teacher chatted, his lips were slightly parted, and his breathing was noticeable.
A small patch of the thin fabric was soaked with sweat. The top was tight and clung to the skin, making the underwear even more stuffy. In the 30-degree weather, the air conditioner was old and not cool enough.
She raised her hand to adjust her bra. Her neck was covered in a thick layer of sweat, which slowly trickled down her skin. She then wiped it haphazardly with the back of her hand.
As she drifted off into thought, someone suddenly wiped her collarbone with a tissue, and her mind instinctively uttered, "Thank you."
I thought it was a classmate, since Feng Yan had already left.
Turning his head slightly, he saw Shen Yueze beside him again…
Her scattered thoughts finally came together. He was wiping her sweat with a wet wipe, which made her feel inexplicably itchy. She immediately frowned and pulled it away, "What are you doing?"
He stared at her heaving chest, the sound of her panting breaths in his ears, her breathy voice tinged with desire as if it were a sound only heard in bed.
He bluntly said, "Why are you breathing so erotically?"
Wen Yining's expression went blank for a moment. Although she had witnessed some of his shamelessness before, after not seeing him for a week, his first words were still something she didn't know how to deal with.
Shen Yueze wanted to continue wiping her sweat, "Didn't you see me when I came in from the door?"
He assumed she knew.
She thought back for a moment, "When? The music was so loud, how was I supposed to know when you arrived?"
The classroom was filled with full-length mirrors, but she was focused on her own movements and didn't notice him.
However, this wasn't the first time he had come and gone so freely.
Shen Yueze pulled out two dry tissues and handed them to her. She took them and wiped herself haphazardly a couple of times.
Then he tilted his head back, finished the last sip of his drink, picked up his coat and backpack from the ground, and prepared to leave the classroom.
The teacher was chatting with several other girls. From the moment Shen Yueze walked in, the girls would occasionally glance at him, speculating about their relationship.
After all, Feng Yan just arrived.
But Feng Yan is from this school, I've met him before, and we have each other on WeChat, so I'm not curious anymore. It seems he and Wen Yining aren't a couple.
As for Shen Yueze, I've never seen him.
Thinking he was from their school, one of them whispered, "What year is this guy in? He's handsome enough, but I've never heard of him before?"
"This is Wen Yining's rich second-generation boyfriend. No wonder she didn't date Feng Yan. He's so tall, I'd guess he's over 185cm."
"Is it from Communication University of China? Let me tell you, a friend of mine is in there, and he said there are a lot of handsome guys there, and their voices are nice too."
"This guy's demeanor screams 'young master'..."
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Geng Chutong also noticed him, glancing at Shen Yueze a few times, feeling he looked somewhat familiar.
Suddenly I realized, isn't this Shi Yingmeng's boyfriend?
There's even a group photo on her WeChat Moments; it's one of Shi Yingmeng sitting in the passenger seat of a black Lamborghini.
The car is an SVJ, and the price after taxes and fees exceeded ten million. He's probably a playboy rich kid.
I wonder if this rich guy posts anything related to his girlfriend on his WeChat Moments.
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It was hard to hear what they were saying, but it sounded like a couple's conversation. After a few words, Wen Yining calmly picked up her bag and left.
Shen Yueze followed behind, one hand in his pocket, looking relaxed and in a good mood, his gaze always fixed on Wen Yining in front of him.
The teacher asked with a gossipy smile, "Wen Yining, is this your boyfriend? He's so handsome."
She denied it, saying, "No."
Then they left the room.
The midday sun was intense and scorching, making it extremely hot. Shen Yueze asked her, "Where should we eat?"
She didn't reply. "You look really tired, let me take you out to get something to eat."
He instinctively reached for the backpack in her hand, but she wouldn't let go. He pulled hard and managed to get it to her.
Wen Yining recovered a little from the lack of oxygen. "It certainly wasn't Chen Jiabai who sent you to find me, was it?"
"Um."
Shen Yueze walked to her left, asking knowingly, "Planning to participate in the talent show?"
"Um."
He commented, "You sing very well, and you dance quite well too. You have a good chance of debuting."
She paused for two seconds, then asked, "You've heard me sing before?"
“I overheard you sending it to Chen Jiabai.”
He continued, "It's still a suggestive, slightly risqué song."
“…”
That's because many catchy English songs are related to sex, have catchy rhythms, and risqué lyrics.
Go around the corner of the hallway, making sure your roommate and the classmate from before don't come and run into them.
She turned around, stopped, and said with displeasure, "What are you doing here again? Didn't you say you wouldn't come looking for me again?"
He glanced at her and said meaningfully, "You have to blame Chen Jiabai for this. He trusts his good brother too much and tells me everything, from your participation in the talent show to learning golf. He even mentioned your bedroom activities."
"..."
Wen Yining couldn't help but ask, "What else did he say to you?"
No wonder he knew her preferences, tastes, and even her get out of class times so precisely.
Isn't love a matter between two people?
He replied, "A lot."
For example.
What bra size do you wear?
Her calm expression changed, and she said in disbelief, "He even said this??"
"That's what I asked."
"..."
He continued flippantly, "Don't worry, even if he wants to talk to me all night about how many times he's done it with you, I don't want to hear it."
"..."
"However, I have indeed thought about this issue."
He was also in his early twenties, a time of youthful vigor and high blood pressure. He knew all too well how strong desires could be at that age. Given that Chen Jiabai was rich and handsome, he didn't believe that the two of them hadn't done it. He couldn't sleep at night until they did it.
She was genuinely curious about one thing: "You and Chen Jiabai have a good relationship, so why did you come to me? Don't you feel bad for him?"
He readily admitted, "There is a bit."
However, that little bit of guilt was nothing compared to the desire to sleep with her.
"Then why did you come?"
Wen Yining looked him over. He was carrying her backpack on one shoulder and a gift bag in his hand. It was from a famous dessert shop nearby and was full of things, including other boxes. She wondered if they were for her.
He kept saying he felt bad for his good friend, but his inappropriate behavior never stopped.
He seemed very relaxed and leisurely, walking as if he were taking a stroll. He wasn't wearing a Patek Philippe, but it was still a brand she recognized.
He was dressed quite simply and casually, in a trendy T-shirt, ripped jeans, and sneakers.
She tried to awaken one of his few remaining consciences, "You said you feel guilty, why don't you cut your losses now?"
“Yesterday, I gave him a bottle of red wine, which cost six figures.”
"so what?"
"It offset."
Wen Yining was convinced by his logic and was speechless for a moment.
Shen Yueze said seriously, "I really hope you take the initiative to break up, or he can take the initiative to break up, that's fine too."
Only in this way will the two of them be willing to be together. Otherwise, leaving a regretful feeling will make them even more unable to forget each other, which would be counterproductive.
Wen Yining threw her coat at him, saying, "Don't follow me."
Then he tidied his stray hairs, his loose bun exuding the scent of lychee and roses, and the wind was blowing right in his direction.
He ignored her completely and continued walking leisurely, occasionally glancing at the road ahead and sometimes at her expression. "Did that teacher just tell you to lose weight?"
"It wasn't me, it was us, but there was no coercion, just a suggestion."
His gaze swept over her unabashedly, slowly, directly, and flirtatiously.
Finally, the gaze lingered on her prominent breasts, quite noticeable even through the tight fabric.
He said meaningfully, "You don't need to lose weight, your weight is just right."
She didn't say anything and walked quickly towards the cafeteria, thinking the same thing to herself.
He continued, "After losing weight, your breasts will also shrink."
Wen Yining's ears were burning from listening all the way. The weather was already hot and dry, like a steam oven. After being in the sun for five minutes, her back was burning hot. She could only walk in the shade. At the same time, she was worried about being overheard by a third person. She scanned the nearby classmates, but fortunately, they were all a certain distance away and could not hear her.
She deliberately said, "Whether it's small or not has nothing to do with you."
Shen Yueze chuckled, "How can it be okay? It's already too small before I've even had enough time to touch it. What a waste."
We can't let Chen Jia get all the benefits for nothing.
The experience was of a girl who was just right in terms of development and naivety. At this stage, girls don't have much skill and are not very open, but they are vivid enough by relying on their instincts.
Not exactly a blank slate, but also not experienced in many complex relationships; her level of initiative and shyness is somewhere in between.
Honestly, Shen Yueze regretted meeting her a step too late.
Otherwise, Chen Jiabai would have had no chance.
He said slowly, "You only respond to topics involving sex."
Or rather, her expression only changed slightly then; otherwise, she acted like a stranger when she saw him. Ordinary topics couldn't stir her emotions; she remained indifferent from the inside out.
He still preferred her to react more strongly, whether it was shame, anger, or even yelling at him.
As long as it's not stagnant, it's fine; it's meaningless.
Wen Yining's heart raced a little. She really didn't know what to say. Anyway, this person's shamelessness was beyond her reach.
"Let me take you out to eat something. Your cafeteria food isn't very good, is it?"
She didn't want to go, saying, "It's alright, not bad."
However, she has a strong palate and prefers spicy food.
Shen Yueze followed him inside.
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The cafeteria had air conditioning on, which made it much cooler and relieved the heat.
Wen Yining bought flavored eggplant, braised pork meatballs, shredded pork with garlic sauce, rice, and finally added boiled beef, because the doctor had previously told her to eat more red meat.
Shen Yueze wasn't picky about food. Seeing that she ordered four dishes, he assumed it was for the two of them, which suited his taste perfectly, so he didn't say anything more.
As a result, when Wen Yining picked up chopsticks, she only took one pair and walked straight to the empty seat, not even bothering to look at him.
He then spoke, "Aren't you going to treat me to a meal?"
She hummed in agreement, picked up a piece of eggplant with her chopsticks, savoring its sweet and sour taste, and ate it slowly with a cold expression.
Give me your meal card.
"Buy it yourself."
"How can I buy food without a meal card?"
She still didn't say anything. Although he had treated her to meals several times before, and at restaurants where the average cost was several thousand yuan per person, if he didn't want to sleep with her, she would definitely find a way to send him something else. But there was no need for him to say those things to her repeatedly.
Shen Yueze had another purpose for coming today, but he didn't mention it yet.
I didn't ask her for her meal card anymore. I got up, went to the queue area, and randomly found a female classmate. "Hey, classmate, can I borrow your meal card? I'll scan the money to pay you with WeChat."
The girl made eye contact with him, surprised at how handsome he was, and instinctively said, "He's good-looking."
Then Shen Yueze ordered four dishes and a soup, and finally swiped the money for the girl.
Looking at his nonchalant expression, the girl felt a bit like making friends. "No need to pay, I'll treat you to it."
Shen Yueze swept the bag for her and also bought two bottles of drinks, placing one next to Wen Yining.
The girl instantly understood, and sighed regretfully, "So you have a girlfriend...you're not single..."
"It would be abnormal for a handsome guy of this caliber to be single."
"It's still Wen Yining."
"He and his girlfriend are quite a good match."
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Wen Yining eats slowly, and he doesn't eat very fast either. At this moment, he doesn't talk much, but he glances at her every now and then.
After the peak hours, the cafeteria went from noisy to just a few scattered conversations. Wen Yining had chosen a corner seat, which was even quieter. In the end, her plate was almost empty, with only a little hot and sour soup left. Exercise really does consume energy; she ate more than usual.
Shen Yueze unscrewed the bottle cap, took two sips of the carbonated drink, and said, "You have quite an appetite."
"Um."
"You're so thin, I thought you were starving." She gently rubbed her aching neck, rotated her neck to stretch, and felt tired and sleepy, so she prepared to go back for a nap.
I put on a light sweatshirt, slung my bag over my shoulder, and got up.
Shen Yueze finished eating as well. "Wait a minute."
"What's wrong."
He handed over the package, saying, "Take it home and eat it."
She didn't answer immediately, but looked at it curiously, "What kind of things are there?"
"It replenishes blood."
"No."
Wen Yining didn't really want to accept his gift, but at the same time, she couldn't help but think back to why he had bought it for her. She didn't think he had mentioned it when she was chatting with Chen Jiabai, or maybe she had forgotten.
He explained calmly, "Didn't you say your periods are irregular? It's best to replenish your qi and blood."
She saw that the name included red ginseng, the kind you drink, as well as donkey-hide gelatin and some seemingly healthy snacks. The traditional Chinese medicine practitioner did give her supplements, but she couldn't stick to it.
Moreover, she can't quit staying up late. The old man said that she takes advantage of her youth and good health and doesn't cherish it. She will regret it later.
Shen Yueze's phone rang, but he was too lazy to answer it. He didn't even look at it and just hung up.
Recently, Shi Yingmeng has been harassing me quite frequently. We broke up six months ago, but she doesn't want to break up anymore.
It would quiet down for a while, then start ringing again.
It rang three times before he finally glanced at the contact name: Cousin Shen Songyue.
I answered the phone this time.
Shen Songyue asked anxiously, "Brother, I think I really am pregnant. I checked the symptoms, and many of them match up. My period is a week late, I have no appetite at all, and I'm always so sleepy. What should I do? But I've already broken up with him..."
He spoke in a somewhat confused and bewildered manner. At his age, he still felt like a child. Although he was in his early twenties, this was the first time he had encountered such a situation.
Shen Yueze's mind was completely focused on sleeping with Wen Yining. He'd finally managed to see her once, and who knew how she'd avoid him next time? He didn't even want to eat a meal with her.
So he was rather perfunctory with this cousin he didn't have much affection for, saying, "Go buy a pregnancy test first, test it several times, and if you're really pregnant, go to the hospital for an abortion."
"I don't dare to buy it."
"Have your friend buy it for you, or your housekeeper can do it too."
"I can't let them know, and they'll definitely ask a lot of questions, and they might even tell my parents. Please go buy it for me, brother."
"Then go buy it yourself. You're not a minor, what are you afraid of?"
"But I feel like I'm still a baby. I'm a little dazed, like I'm dreaming."
Shen Yueze looked a little impatient. He noticed that Wen Yining was walking faster and faster, showing no intention of waiting for him. He followed her, put his arm around her wrist, and said, "Don't walk so fast after you've just finished eating."
Wen Yining overheard his conversation with the girl opposite him, but didn't want to talk to him. She tried to shake him off, giving him a cold look.
She cursed him in her heart, calling him a scumbag who got another girl pregnant and wouldn't even take her to the hospital...
As expected, he perfectly matched her first impression of him: a heartless and dissolute playboy with a messy private life and a lewd nature.
Shen Yueze could read her subtext, which was probably not a good thing. He chuckled indifferently, didn't let go, and lazily explained to her, "The person opposite is my sister."
Wen Yining remained silent, remembering that he didn't have a younger sister, only a half-brother.
He continued, "Cousin."
She turned her head away, feigning indifference, looking elsewhere, her hand unable to break free, feeling its warmth.
Seeing that her cousin wasn't responding, Shen Songyue realized there was someone else beside him. "Who's next to you? Who are you talking to?"
"girlfriend."
Shen Songyue: "Oh, that's fine, as long as it's not your dad."
Wen Yining resisted the title with her eyes, "What girlfriend? Don't talk nonsense."
Shen Songyue continued to explain the situation through the receiver, "If it's really bad, please take me to the hospital."
"We'll see, I might not be available."
"Oh well."
Shen Songyue knew he was busy, so she hung up on him in a perfunctory manner.
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This time, Shen Yueze put his phone on silent and casually stuffed it into his pocket.
When asked about the purpose of her visit, she replied, "If you were to participate in a talent show, would Chen Jiabai invest money in you?"
"have no idea."
Wen Yining knew her boyfriend didn't support her, so she only said she'd give it a try, without asking him to do anything or guessing he wouldn't.
The cafeteria is a bit far from the dormitory, so I had to walk for a while. I only chose a shady spot, but the heat made my pretty eyebrows furrow. All I wanted to do was take a nap and I was too lazy to think about anything else.
He said, "Without spending money, there's no chance; you'll be eliminated in the first round."
"Do they pay the production team?"
"In the first few rounds, it's not the production team that gets the tickets; usually, family members buy tickets to inflate the numbers, otherwise there won't be any screen time."
She had heard of shady dealings, but didn't know the price, assuming it was fraud. "How do you buy fake tickets?"
"It's not exactly fraud, since the vote count is real."
"How much?"
"A minimum of one million is required; if you don't have enough money, you'll be eliminated in the first round. In the later stages, it mainly depends on fan voting."
Cheng Yuzhou said a few words casually, but his original words were not so absolute; he embellished them.
Wen Yining's expression changed slightly, a hint of frustration creeping into her heart. This was far too much. If it were a few hundred thousand, it would be one thing, but a million was simply too high…
He continued, "Don't you think about how much an endorsement deal you could get if you could debut? Any sacrifice would be worth it for debuting."
Although top-tier artists who enter the capital camp earn money through transactions, essentially laundering money for the big shots behind them.
Even in second- or third-tier cities, annual income can easily exceed ten million, and in some cases, monthly income can exceed ten million.
Whatever the cost incurred in the early stages, it's all worthwhile.
Shen Yueze felt that she understood the implications of this decision.
After a moment of silence, they waited for her to process the information.
He said slowly and quite seriously, "Give me a night of C, and I guarantee I'll make you a star, how about it?"
"..."
Her expression went blank for a moment; she had been contemplating whether to sell the house in her hometown—she knew she'd have to sell it sooner or later.
I can't go back to develop my career there, so I'll definitely stay in this city. If I move to another city, it will be a first-tier city.
But she still felt it wasn't enough. If all else failed, she could borrow money from her second brother. He had a larger share of the house, and he had never told her about the balance in his bank account...
He stared directly at her, his hands making no move, his meaning clear. Although he really wanted to take advantage of her again, like last time—her skin was incredibly soft—
But if I held back, I figured if I gained an advantage, we wouldn't be able to have a proper discussion.
He continued to test her limits, saying, "Your ranking isn't necessarily high, but it guarantees you'll debut."
Her mind was still replaying his conversation with that girl: she seemed to be pregnant, had a loss of appetite, a pregnancy test, an abortion...
...
They use the same rhetoric they use to explain things as their sister's excuses; many scumbags use this explanation, and generally, when they do, the relationship isn't exactly innocent.
She replied irritably, "Let go of me first."
Although it's located on a bustling campus, there aren't many students nearby.
He released her this time and continued to discuss the conditions for sleeping with her, "However, the more times you do it, the higher your ranking will be."
It's straightforward, fair, and doesn't come at a high price.
Wen Yining didn't speak immediately. She stopped in the shade, facing him, but looked away. Her expression was calm, but her heart was churning. She wasn't surprised by his words.
For a moment, she hesitated, not thinking about how to refuse him or how to scold him, but rather what to do if Chen Jiabai found out, and how embarrassing it would be if he did.
I knew perfectly well that this was wrong, but his offer was indeed tempting enough.
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Shen Yueze stared straight at her, then his gaze moved down to her chest, which was rising and falling slightly due to her emotions. His intuition told him that she was not so calm or composed.
Chen Jiabai said she was a girl with principles, and he was quite curious to know where those principles lay.
He slowly and tentatively said, "Give me a week's sleep, and you'll be in the top six."
"..."
"Give me a month's sleep, and you'll be in the top three."
She gradually regained consciousness, but why were there so many...?
He noticed her question, "Do you know how much money is different between each one?"
She shook her head.
“My cousin said that last year, the first place winner left the second place winner by more than five million.”
"..."
He added: "RMB."
so much……
He timely adopted the demeanor of a reasonable and kind-hearted young master, saying, "You don't need to rush to make a choice, and I'm not in a hurry to sleep with you. Go back and think carefully about whether it's worth it."
She hesitated for a while, wavering and tempted. She couldn't remain indifferent to such a worthwhile price; it was indeed very worthwhile. However, her initial goal was to marry Chen Jiabai, and she couldn't break up with him. This kind of thing would be exposed sooner or later, and she didn't believe Chen Jiabai could accept it.
Shen Yueze simply wanted to play with her.
...
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After saying what he needed to say, Shen Yueze didn't linger. He gave her a meaningful look, casually lit a cigarette, and walked towards the opposite exit, one hand in his pocket and the other holding a cigarette.
I've been holding back for hours, unable to kiss her or sleep with her. Every night, she's on my mind. This is the first time I've been tormented by sexual desire, and it's unbearable.
However, he felt it was quite normal. One should face desires squarely. There's no illegal or criminal activity involved. If such basic desires cannot be satisfied, how meaningless would life be?
There are only three basic things: appetite, sleep, and libido.
Moreover, it is said that a normal man thinks about sex every forty seconds.
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Wen Yining stared at his tall, straight back for a few seconds, her eyes gradually shifting from panic and confusion to calm. This choice, she wondered, would change the outcome of countless events. Her chest heaved more violently, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on her back.
Half of his body was in the shade, and the other half was exposed to the glaring sunlight, making his skin feel hot from the heat. He was wearing a dark short-sleeved shirt and dark casual pants, which also absorbed the heat.
His smoking motions were languid and casual, as if he were quite adept at it; he could just throw out some conditions and wait for the girls to take the bait.
Wen Yining guessed that he had done this kind of thing before, otherwise why would he be so relaxed and carefree?
They didn't seem to care about her choice.
They can handle each type of relationship with ease.
Wen Yining couldn't do it, and at the same time, he was puzzled as to how he could be so relaxed and composed in front of Chen Jiabai.
Don't you feel any guilt or embarrassment...?
She couldn't do it either.
Before he had gone far, she called out to him, "Shen Yueze."
He heard it, a smile playing on his lips. He had anticipated that she would waver, so he didn't immediately turn around and walk back.
Wen Yining paused, noticing that his movements were becoming increasingly languid. He took a few more steps, took the last puff of his cigarette, and stubbed it out on the trash can lid.
She called his name again, "Shen Yueze".
Then he stepped forward.
She could vaguely sense that he was waiting for her to agree.
Shen Yueze didn't move in her direction. He waited for her to walk over on her own and stared at her face, which was deliberately hiding a mix of emotions.
He didn't speak or move, still with one hand in his pocket, calm and relaxed, exuding a lazy air. He looked at her with a slightly amused gaze, neither urging nor in a hurry.
Wait for her to speak, wait for her to answer.
Wen Yining spoke a little fast, "I won't sleep with you, and I don't need you to help me debut."
After saying that, I was a little afraid that he would be angry, so I left immediately without lingering and turned around to walk towards the dormitory.
Shen Yueze was indeed a little surprised, his expression turned cold, and all he could see was her slender back.
Her bottom line seemed to be higher than he had thought.
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Wen Yining returned to her dormitory, quickly washed up, changed into a cool slip dress, and then went to her small, firm bed.
Ten minutes passed, and my heart was still pounding. I was extremely agitated, and my mind was still filled with the conditions he had offered. They were very tempting and generous enough.
I can't say whether it's regret or some other reason.
It's a bit of a pity...
If Shen Yueze weren't Chen Jiabai's friend, if she weren't Chen Jiabai's girlfriend, then everything would be much simpler.
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I took a two-hour nap, but my roommate woke me up.
She had no classes in the afternoon and was a little hungry, guessing it was because of the long hours she had been practicing lately. But it wasn't dinner time yet, so she went to the bathroom to wash a peach and ate it, taking bites as she hesitated about when to go to her vocal lesson.
Even if the chances are slim, we have to give it a try.
After glancing at her phone, her boyfriend, Chen Jiabai, forwarded a video to his social media account. The video featured a successful person in the conventional sense.
In the internet age, Luo Zhenyu's speeches are frequently seen, and he is very active in expressing his views.
She took a bite of the crisp peach, casually clicked on the link, and the first thing this successful person said was: "Ability isn't that important, because there's another saying that counteracts ability: karma."
"You are very capable, but you will be held back by your environment... by your bad habits..."
"Actually, their abilities are almost completely restricted,"
"The power of will is greater than the power of karma, and the power of karma is greater than the power of ability."
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Author's Note: 1. Source: Internet
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