Chapter 3
"So that means there are two more beauties like Pei Yanxi~" 21 coaxed gently. Even though this artificial intelligence didn't have a face, Yun Zhan could still imagine its silly grin.
Yun Zhan: "Since you like beautiful women so much, why don't you become the host?"
"No, no, no, how can I do that? How can I cut off your good fortune in love?" 21 refused righteously. Compared to dating herself, it was more interesting to watch Little Wooden Head date.
Whether it's watching Yun Zhan, this perpetually clueless blockhead, fall in love, undergo the baptism of love, and struggle repeatedly between primal impulses and rational restraint... or watching her and the female lead enjoy romantic moments under the moon and flowers, entangled in love's beauty, 21 is happy to see it all.
"Besides, if you really want to decipher the secrets of this school, then contacting the female leads is essential." If force doesn't work, try a softer approach. Knowing that talking about romance wouldn't interest Yun Zhan, it's better to rationally explain the benefits of being with the female leads.
Yun Zhan seemed not to hear what it was saying at all. He casually took a pen from his bag and started scribbling on a napkin without saying a word.
The jet-black ink seeped through the pure white paper, and the girl's sharp eyes focused inch by inch on the nascent map. She made a habit of recording each place she visited.
"You mean you want me to date them?" After a long while, Yun Zhan finally raised his head, his voice so cold it sent chills down your spine.
"Ah...uh...this is for your convenience during the mission..." 21 felt very guilty, and her voice became softer and softer as she spoke.
"What's convenient? What do you want to see?" Yun Zhan's tone became a little more serious.
"Do you want to see me kiss them, or do more of those unspeakable things...?"
21 immediately shut up. It admitted it had its own selfish motives—it wanted to see Yun Zhan fall in love—but Yun Zhan was just too fierce...
"Do you remember that diary I read before? Anne Lister's diary." Yun Zhan paused, thought for a moment, and then said, "She fell in love with a girl in an all-girls school and had her first love, but her irresponsible behavior led to the end of the relationship. Her first love was greatly traumatized and eventually ended up in a mental hospital."
Yun Zhan didn't want to hurt them like that.
No two leaves in the world are exactly alike, and the female protagonists are not virtual beings created through code.
Yun Zhan never thought of these female characters as NPCs, who could be toyed with, their feelings manipulated, or abandoned at will, just like playing a game.
In her eyes, every world is like a parallel universe. They are just like the millions of people in the original world, with good and evil, right and wrong, their own thoughts and choices, happiness and sadness, and normal experiences of birth, aging, sickness and death. They are one vibrant life after another.
She never forgot... never forgot the moment Su Jue died, the feeling she had when she saw the electrocardiogram monitor stop fluctuating.
Actually, she stopped treating the character as an NPC a long time ago.
But when Su Jue died, she felt that clear sense of loss for the first time.
The flatline electrocardiogram is a regret she can never erase.
"Therefore, I can't fall in love with them because of the mission." Yun Zhan ruthlessly cut off all of 21's fantasies; she only wanted to stick to her own thoughts.
The tedious graduation ceremony finally came to a close after a melodious school song.
The fatigue on the freshmen's faces vanished the moment they were dismissed, replaced by a sense of novelty towards this ancient institution.
Sixteen-year-old girls are always vibrant, their eyes are bright, and even under the strict admonition of supervising teachers, there will still be two or three who can't stand it and quietly talk to each other.
Yun Zhan was a transfer student, not a freshman, so she didn't share a dormitory with the freshmen and could only live with the "veterans" from the same or higher grades.
Before even stepping into the dormitory, Yun Zhan was immediately drawn to the unique architectural style of Mington Dormitory, and a hint of amazement unconsciously appeared in his eyes.
The dormitory is a circular tower with a dark red sandstone exterior and a copper-green spire at the top. The tower is also fitted with arched stained-glass windows that emit warm yellow light at night.
Hundreds of years have passed since the school was founded, but the dormitory facilities and decorations have never become outdated. Under the classic and elegant architectural style, there are many modern facilities hidden inside.
It feels like stepping into a medieval fantasy novel...
Yun Zhan noticed that even the carpet on the floor was made of wool and metal wire, and the scarlet carpet was embroidered with a golden lion emblem, which was gorgeous and exquisitely noble.
"You told me last time that there's a strict class system here, so what kind of family background did you arrange for me?..." Yun Zhan was a little put off by the impressive dormitory and couldn't help but ask about his own identity.
"orphan."
"you?!"
"Having no identity is the best way to hide yourself. You are the posthumous child of a fallen noble family, and you are the only one left in the family, so you don't have to socialize." 21 ignored Yun Zhan's anger and just kept making excuses for himself.
Before she knew it, Yun Zhan had arrived at the door of her dormitory, where they lived in a two-person room.
In the two-person dormitory, in addition to their own small beds, the rest room was also equipped with a sofa and a double bed... Considering the prevailing peer culture in this girls' school, Yun Zhan really couldn't help but suspect that the principal was condoning this trend.
Before she even reached the dormitory door, Yun Zhan heard the commotion inside. She immediately stopped and quietly listened for a while by the door.
"I used to live alone, and now suddenly someone else is coming to disturb my personal world. I spent six figures to have these beds and sofas flown in, and I was planning to share them with my future girlfriend... I'm so angry!"
A soft hum came from the distance, and one could tell from the sound that the owner of the voice was a spoiled rich young lady.
"Oh dear, who knows, maybe a beauty is coming, which will satisfy your cravings," a companion kindly advised.
"Okay, I need to rest now. I don't want to wait for that transfer student on purpose."
Jiang Yanmo stretched lazily, wanting to go to bed early. Her companion, being very perceptive, picked up her bag and headed outside.
The moment his companion stepped out, he bumped into Yun Zhan at the door.
The moment her dark pupils fell upon Yun Zhan's figure, a hint of amazement couldn't help but appear on the girl's face.
For a moment, she didn't even realize her own loss of composure, her infatuated gaze lingering on Yun Zhan, unable to come back to her senses for a long time.
A fleeting glimpse
This phrase perfectly describes her current state of mind.
"Ahhh, what a pretty girl... How come my mouth is so sharp?! I'm really going to get her a pretty junior in school."
When Jiang Yanmo saw a figure at the door, her expression turned sour.
She has rarely shared a room with anyone since she was a child. At home, the only people who could enter her room were her parents and the servants. Now that she had to share an area with someone, she naturally felt uncomfortable.
She originally intended to give the other party a hard time by putting on a sour face, but when she saw Yun Zhan's gentle and refined appearance, she was immediately stunned.
Jiang Yanmo quickly withdrew her sour face. At that moment, her mind went blank, and she completely forgot about managing her expression.
That small, palm-sized face went from gloomy to stiff, and finally transformed into amazement and astonishment.
"You...you are...?"
"Hello, senior, my name is Yun Zhan. I'm sorry to bother you so late." Yun Zhan completely ignored her reaction and bowed to himself.
"Ah, no problem, no problem, you can sleep across from me... cough cough, um... I'm glad to live with you."
"Thank you, senior."
"Haha...it's okay, my name is Jiang Yanmo, it's great to be living with you..."
All night long, Jiang Yanmo's mind was filled with Yun Zhan. She couldn't sleep at all, burying her face in the quilt, her heartstrings being stirred by Yun Zhan's ethereal and perfect face. She twisted and turned in the quilt like a caterpillar.
...
Yun Zhan didn't sleep all night. The next morning, she was dragged to a Spanish class by the enthusiastic Jiang Yanmo.
Minton School is exclusively for upper-class students, and in this world, the upper class must master Spanish. The school has extremely strict requirements for Spanish, even to the point of requiring students to be "fluent as if they were their mother tongue".
Since this language is a standard skill for the nobility, she must learn it as soon as possible, and the questions she asks cannot be too idiotic...
If anyone senses something is amiss, she is likely to face discrimination or have her identity questioned.
"This is really bad..." Yun Zhan took a deep breath, suppressing the anxiety in his heart.
But what was even more unsettling was what followed: on the podium, she saw a familiar figure.
The woman on the podium was tall and slender, with gold trim on the cuffs of her black suit. Her long, jet-black hair cascaded smoothly down her back. She adjusted her gold-rimmed glasses and gazed indifferently at the pages of her book. She sat gracefully in a large leather chair, her elegant demeanor causing the girls around her to stir with excitement.
If she remembered correctly, that person was Pei Yanxi.
Yun Zhan lowered her head, trying to make herself less noticeable, and quietly hid in a corner to avoid being discovered.
Pei Yanxi's gaze swept lightly across the crowd, finally landing precisely on Yun Zhan.
The girl's cold gaze swept across the room, and a ripple appeared in her eyes when she looked at Yun Zhan. She only stared at Yun Zhan for a little while, but her rather obvious gaze made Yun Zhan feel like he was sitting on pins and needles.
The way they hide is kind of silly and cute.
Pei Yanxi calmly withdrew her gaze, her clear, cool voice steady and powerful: "I'll be teaching today, mainly to practice spoken English."
“Hey, Yun Zhan, Senior Pei’s native language is Spanish! Her spoken Spanish is even more fluent than the teacher’s. This is a rare opportunity.” Jiang Yanmo smiled and leaned towards Yun Zhan, nudging the pale-faced Yun Zhan with her elbow.
"You don't look well. Are you feeling unwell?"
"I'm fine, it's just that my throat is a little sore."
Each class lasted forty minutes, and every minute felt like an eternity to Yun Zhan. She not only had to hide the fact that she didn't know any Spanish, but also had to conceal her presence to avoid being discovered by Pei Yanxi.
She had never been so tormented; for a moment, it felt as if her soul had traveled back to her high school self.
"To learn Spanish well, you must be able to position your tongue accurately." Pei Yanxi, wearing high heels, swept past the astonished gazes of the crowd, first washed her fingers with drinking water, and then stood steadily in front of Yun Zhan.
"You, open your mouth."
The girl with gold-rimmed glasses looked like a refined scoundrel straight out of a literary book, just like that night, looking down at Yun Zhan in the corner with an extremely oppressive gaze.
"Open your mouth."
The commanding tone descended from above.
"I.."
"I'm asking you to open your mouth, not as a request, but as a way of teaching you." No one would say no to Pei Yanxi, and Yun Zhan's disobedience made Pei Yanxi slightly dissatisfied.
Slender, bamboo-like fingers slipped into Yun Zhan's mouth, their fair skin brushing against her soft lips, their rounded nails tracing the delicate membrane inside her mouth, placing her tongue in the right spot.
Yun Zhan's pupils dilated slightly, clearly startled.
She was in pain; it was the first time she had been treated so unreasonably.
With Pei Yanxi's finger in her mouth, the pain and difficulty breathing made her unable to resist licking Pei Yanxi's finger with her tongue...
As her knuckles were licked by a soft, wet tongue, Pei Yanxi's body instantly stiffened... The comfortable sensation from her knuckles sent a shiver down her spine.
How could she lick her knuckles?
Pei Yanxi's eyes darkened, and her breathing became rapid. In a girls' school, she knew better than anyone what such behavior meant...
Author's Note:
A story where the protagonist is the main character! A story where the protagonist is the main character!
A quick lick is just to tease the submissive guy.
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