Xia Che smiled gently, his expression showing no sign of reluctance, clearly indicating that he was speaking from the heart.
"Really?"
Yu Shiyue still felt a sense of disbelief.
She had already mentally prepared herself to move back, since according to the contract, she only had the right to use one room.
Moreover, Xia Che looked so fierce that Yu Shiyue thought she was going to get scolded.
"Of course it's true, why would I lie to you?"
Xia Che put the things he was carrying on the table, walked to the easel, looked at the canvas spread out on it, and then at the half-length human sculpture in front of him. He pointed and asked, "You're actually a painter... It's unbelievable. Do you usually paint like this?"
"No, I mostly use a tablet to draw, and I provide images to... well, magazines or websites. These are just for practice."
When her work was mentioned, Yu Shiyue blinked and looked away, somewhat embarrassed.
You absolutely mustn't let anyone know what you're actually drawing.
Otherwise, we'll really be killed.
Yu Shiyue pursed her lips.
"I see..."
Xia Che nodded knowingly, then stood up and smiled, "Okay, I understand."
"Don't be too nervous, just make yourself at home. I bought some snacks, they're on the table over there, feel free to eat."
Xia Che pointed to the dining table, then returned to his room.
Just as he said, Xia Che really doesn't mind having those painting supplies at home. Anyway, he just goes to his room to sleep when he gets home, so the rest of the house is just sitting empty.
What's more, having a roommate who's a painter makes you feel really proud.
"However... this guy really seems to have social anxiety. It's just a small thing, but he looks so nervous. Can't a grown man just say what he wants to say? It's just taking up a little space, is that really a big deal?"
Xia Che had originally wanted to invite his new roommate to go to the internet cafe to play games together in the afternoon, but seeing how socially awkward he was, Xia Che shook his head and decided against it.
"This person... seems quite friendly. Or is it just my stereotype?"
Yu Shiyue stared blankly at Xia Che's door. Neither his manner of speaking nor his magnanimity seemed like those of a hoodlum.
After thinking for a moment, Yu Shiyue took out her tablet, opened the familiar forum for accepting manuscripts, and then clicked on the comments section to look at the messages.
"Teacher Y, why haven't you updated yet?"
"Ten thousand people are petitioning Teacher Y to continue updating!"
"I heard there's been a crackdown lately... I hope I don't get arrested! No, please don't arrest Teacher Y!"
After looking through it, Yu Shiyue couldn't help but smile slightly. Her fans were indeed looking forward to her new work.
"Alright! Since so many people are looking forward to it, I absolutely can't let them down. Now that the move is complete, let's get to work!"
Yu Shiyue mustered her fighting spirit, waved her little fist in the air, then looked at the half-body sculpture in front of her, picked up her paintbrush and held it upright in front of her, observing it carefully.
Suddenly, the sound of a brush tip slicing across a canvas filled the living room.
...
Time flew by and it was already afternoon. As dusk fell, in a deserted alley, Li Junyang, with a gloomy face, squatted on the ground. On the screen of his phone, he saw his chat with Shen Yanxin.
A sea of green.
Of all the messages he sent, Shen Yanxin's replies were few and far between.
"call……"
Li Junyang let out a long breath and squeezed the phone so hard it almost crushed.
He had explained to Shen Yanxin many times about his outburst that morning and promised that he would not do it again, but Shen Yanxin's words, "We are just friends, you don't need to explain so much to me," completely shattered his reason.
Li Junyang could sense that the distance between him and Shen Yanxin was growing further and further, and this distance was gradually showing signs of becoming a barrier.
He couldn't control this trend and was filled with resentment.
They were just one step away from succeeding...
"Why did this damn bastard suddenly appear? If it weren't for him, Shen Yanxin would have been stripped naked and put on the bed by now, to be abused at will!"
"Why? Why?!"
Li Junyang grabbed his hair, panting heavily with anger.
He had a smooth life since childhood, and when he was five years old, a thought suddenly arose in his mind.
I should be the protagonist of this world.
Although almost everyone had the same thought at that age, Li Junyang was different. He still believes that his thought is real.
Reality unfolded just as smoothly as this idea suggested. Li Junyang had always had a smooth journey and had never encountered any setbacks.
Whether it's academics, love, popularity with women, fighting skills, or even his parents' company, everything is thriving ever since this idea came to him.
Until yesterday, Xia Che's appearance gave Li Junyang a sense of defeat for the first time.
He couldn't even find a way to stop it.
He could only watch helplessly as Shen Yanxin drifted further and further away from him. Though he was unwilling, there was nothing he could do.
"It shouldn't be like this... things absolutely shouldn't be like this!"
"It's all your fault, Xia Che! It's all your fault!"
"I'll make you pay today!"
Li Junyang suddenly stood up, slammed his hand on the wall behind him, and roared, "Li Hu!"
“It’s been ready for a long time, Brother Yang.”
A sinister voice rang out, and Li Junyang looked over with a gloomy face, only to see that the area in front of him had been filled with people.
The crowd was densely packed, and every face wore an unfriendly smile.
These people had brightly colored hair, gloomy eyes, and were either smoking or spitting. Each of them was someone that ordinary students would avoid.
Li Hu stood at the front, next to a girl with dyed purple hair who was clinging to his arm, her expression equally indignant.
"Hey Yang, that Xia Che doesn't give us any face at all. We should have taught him a lesson a long time ago. You saw how arrogant that kid was yesterday."
The purple-haired delinquent girl spoke indignantly, a hint of resentment flashing in her eyes.
She was acting on Li Junyang's orders, which is why she led her sisters to find Shen Yanxin and deliberately put on a show, hoping that Li Junyang would come to her rescue. However, she didn't expect to run into Xia Che, this simpleton.
People in the old town only knew that Tiger was not someone to be trifled with, but they never imagined that behind Tiger stood the top student from Weiyang No. 1 Middle School, the seemingly gentle Li Junyang.
Seeing that Li Junyang ignored her, the purple-haired punk girl wisely shut her mouth. She dared not provoke him. Strictly speaking, she was more afraid of Li Junyang than Xia Che, who had slapped her in the face last night.
What's the point of claiming kingship in the old city?
It's just a minor skirmish.
Li Junyang knows the real underground emperor of Jiang City.
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