Chapter 20 "Small ones are cute too."
However, they didn't dwell on the matter too much; they were just a little surprised.
They didn't ask Song Shiyi what her relationship with He Jinzhao was, after all, it was their private matter, and it wasn't appropriate for them to discuss it behind her back.
If you really want to know, you might as well ask the person involved.
It saves me from guessing and not knowing if it's true.
But the other person isn't from Peking University, so there might not be many opportunities for Song Shiyi to get along in the future, and it's unlikely that any sparks will fly.
They didn't think about it anymore.
The two waved their hands.
"You guys go ahead, we won't get involved. Have fun."
"I'm busy; I have to rehearse for the show tonight."
Even if Yu Wenjun wanted to go, she wouldn't have the time.
She studied dance; she was a dance major in the art department. There were several classes in her major, and a few people from each class were selected to choreograph the opening dance.
The movements are complicated and numerous, and the positioning cannot be wrong. I have been rehearsing in the dance studio every night for the past few days.
After all, it was a performance in front of the entire school, and it was the most important opening act. If something went wrong, it would be a black mark on their record for the next four years.
Pei Rui didn't have anything major to deal with, but she still had some miscellaneous tasks to handle, such as student council interviews.
In short, there wasn't much time.
Si Yue nodded and said nothing more.
The dormitory, which had just been filled with laughter, suddenly fell silent, but the atmosphere was warm, peaceful, and not awkward at all.
Everyone is doing their own thing.
A few minutes later, the bathroom door was pushed open.
The humid steam rushed out first, carrying the sweet scent of shower gel, instantly filling the entire dormitory.
Song Shiyi wore a beige hair drying cap on her head, her cheeks were flushed with a light pink from the steam, and even the corners of her eyes were tinged with a warm red.
She wore a silk slip dress, her bare shoulders, neck, and forearms were soaked, and her delicate skin glowed with a radiant sheen, like a freshly peeled lychee.
Si Yue looked up and nodded in satisfaction.
"I told you this outfit suits you. Put away all your cute cartoon pajamas and don't wear them anymore."
Song Shiyi is still not quite used to this style of clothing; her clothes are mostly conservative and sweet.
There simply isn't one of this type.
She bought this when she went shopping with Si Yue during the summer vacation.
Originally, Si Yue wanted to buy clothes, but somehow, Si Yue ended up buying her a whole bunch of them.
Pei Rui's eyes lit up, and she nodded, saying, "It's really good, but Yueyue, I have to criticize you a bit. So what if you're cute? I also like wearing cartoon clothes. It means I'm still a child at heart."
Yu Wenjun blinked and smiled ambiguously.
Haven't you heard the saying?
Song Shiyi sat at the table applying face cream and looked over curiously.
Pei Rui raised an eyebrow. "What?"
Si Yue knew what Yu Wenjun was going to say as soon as she heard it. She snapped her fingers, and the two spoke in unison.
"Cute is nothing compared to sexy."
Pei Rui was speechless for a moment, glanced at Song Shiyi, and suddenly curled her lips into an ambiguous smile.
"Who says Shiyi is only cute?"
"They have everything they're supposed to have."
"Little Yueyue, I remember you only got... an A?"
Song Shiyi blinked, and after realizing what she was talking about, her face instantly turned bright red.
She instinctively covered her chest and glared at Pei Rui.
Little did they know, someone was about to explode.
"Aaaaaah, Pei Sanxing! No personal attacks, please!"
Si Yue rushed over and tickled her. Pei Rui couldn't resist the tickling attack at all, and she laughed until tears almost came out, while constantly begging for mercy.
"Wrong, wrong."
Si Yue stopped what she was doing, snorted twice, and said, "I'll let you off this time."
However, someone added another annoying remark.
"Small ones are cute too."
Si Yue: "..."
The air was still for a few seconds.
Then came a girl's voice, so gentle it was almost frightening.
"Pei Rui!"
"You're getting cocky, aren't you?"
"No, I'm telling the truth, there's nothing wrong with it!"
"Don't come any closer! Are you a sore loser?!"
"..."
"Okay, Yueyue, I was really wrong."
"Shut up! You're the boss, you're the biggest!"
"..."
Si Yue's temple throbbed with anger. Damn it, if she didn't beat Pei Rui's ass to a pulp today, she wouldn't be Si Yue!
The dormitory was filled with laughter and chatter, with everyone playing a game of tag.
Yu Wenjun couldn't help but burst into laughter, and she couldn't stop laughing.
Song Shiyi couldn't help but smile, her eyes crinkling and her lips curving upwards. Her almond-shaped eyes shone brightly with laughter.
Life is like that, just smile.
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Meanwhile, on the other side...
He Jinzhao sat on the sofa in the principal's office, listening intently to the person in front of him.
"We told you to stay in the country, but you absolutely refused and insisted on going to such a faraway place. Now you want to come back. What are you thinking?"
He Jinzhao touched his nose and said matter-of-factly, "O University isn't bad either."
The principal choked, unable to say anything.
He snorted irritably, "When can you register? You're the only one who's taking leave right after the start of the semester."
He Jinzhao poured him a cup of tea with a smile, "Calm down, I'm here now, aren't I?"
The principal's expression softened a bit. He glanced at him, took the teacup, took a sip, and spoke in a calm and leisurely manner.
"I'm telling you, when are you going to change your unreliable nature? You'll never be able to find a wife in the future."
He Jinzhao raised an eyebrow. "Grandpa, I don't like hearing that. I'm not bragging, but I had a lot of girls chasing after me abroad. If it weren't for your high standards, there would be three of us sitting in front of you right now."
"You still need to prepare to give out red envelopes."
headmaster:"……"
"Go away, go away! You talk nonsense all day long, all you do is annoy me, huh?"
He Jinzhao smiled, his posture as lazy as could be.
"Alright, don't bother me unless it's important. Just looking at you gives me a headache."
"Oh dear, I don't know who video-called me before saying they missed me a lot and wanted me to come back to see you, and now they're complaining about me, huh?"
"Then I'll leave?"
"..."
A whooshing sound filled the air as He Jinzhao caught the apple flying towards him, took a bite, and commented, "How long has this been sitting here? It's not crisp anymore. Grandpa, I'm not saying this to be mean, but you really need to change your stingy ways."
The principal was almost laughing in exasperation; this kid was actually trying to lecture him.
Really.
He shook his head helplessly, his face full of disdain, but his eyes were full of doting smiles.
But the headache was a real headache.
"Alright, you don't need to stay here anymore. Go back to where you came from."
He Jinzhao nodded, threw the apple core into the trash can, took out a tissue to wipe his hands, and said, "Then I'll be going now?"
"Get out, get out, get out!"
He Jinzhao smiled, waved to him, and thoughtfully closed the principal's office door for him.
As dusk settled over the campus of Kyoto University, the streetlights along the streets lit up one after another, their cool white glow enveloping the flow of people coming and going on campus.
Light and shadow weave fragments of gold on the road, and the noise and lights intertwine, creating a vibrant scene of everyday life.
He Jinzhao walked down the school path with his eyes downcast. His broad shoulders supported the thin fabric of his clothes, and his narrow waist made his figure appear even more upright.
His steps were unhurried, each one carrying a touch of nonchalant laziness, as leisurely as the evening breeze brushing against the treetops.
Passing students couldn't help but linger on him for a couple of seconds, and even slowed their pace slightly.
They all have a question in their hearts.
That is—
Who is this person?
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