Chapter 39
Chapter 39
"Yu Miaomiao is quite pretty too," someone added excitedly.
Yu Miaomiao is a popular figure in the class. She is beautiful, has been talented since elementary school, and has even appeared on local TV variety shows. She is also a regular participant in many school arts and cultural activities.
Shen Qingyuan was not only beautiful, but also academically outstanding—not just exceptionally so. She topped the class in the first monthly exam of her senior year, her name prominently displayed on the bright red results board, making her instantly memorable to everyone.
Being both smart and beautiful—that's an absolute game-changer for a girl.
Such a prominent figure is bound to be discussed in the boys' dormitory.
In fact, not long after the start of the semester, they had already selected the top three most beautiful girls in the class, with Shen Qingyuan and Yu Miaomiao taking the top two spots respectively.
As for the third place, forget it, who will remember the third place winner?
At this moment, Ye Chuyang paused in washing socks, frowned, turned her head to glance at Liu Yang, and sneered, "Shen Qingyuan isn't blind either."
These words, though not loud, were quite solid.
It slammed into everyone's eardrums.
The boys often told dirty jokes. After the school turned off the lights at 10 p.m., they would secretly discuss the technical and artistic aspects of Japanese adult films.
The idea that you'd give up on college if you were with someone is a rather subtle and superficial form of wishful thinking.
Ye Chuyang never expected himself to be so petty; he paid extra attention whenever someone mentioned Shen Qingyuan. Even though he knew Liu Yang was just joking, hearing it still ignited a fire in his heart; he felt uncomfortable, very uncomfortable.
Liu Yang, who was thin and half a head shorter than Ye Chuyang, was stunned for a moment, and said with a bit of grievance, "I just said it casually, and the fans couldn't hold back anymore! Fine, fine, Shen Qingyuan is yours, I don't deserve her, okay!"
Shen Qingyuan's fans are called "Yuanfen" (圆粉). Yu Miaomiao's fans are called "Shuifen" (水粉). These were nicknames given by busybodies when they were having a good time, and they're fairly easy to pronounce.
Ye Chuyang laughed, stood up, leaned back to straighten his back, and said smugly, "I'll think about it."
No one jumped out to say whether Yu Miaomiao was blind or not.
"Everyone calm down, learn from past mistakes!" Lu Jiawen opened the door and looked down the hallway to see if any teachers on duty were conducting surprise checks. This wasn't a topic that teachers should hear.
Zhang Chi said, "I can't do that. A man still needs a career. Only with a career can he have a woman! Although it doesn't necessarily mean he has to go to a very good university."
Lu Jiawen laughed and said, "If you become rich and powerful, don't forget me, Zhang Chi!"
"Squad leader, we're in the same boat!"
This era is no longer one where knights single-handedly rescue princesses and display individual heroism; even teenagers know how important it is to have money and a career.
Wait a minute, it seems the knight can only save princesses and noblewomen, which is practically an opportunistic attempt to cross class boundaries.
So, after seeing the photo, the boys commented that the girl was unremarkable and not worth the effort. Let's try replacing her with a "princess" and see.
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Looking back, Ye Chuyang never hid his "admiration" for Shen Qingyuan from the very beginning.
People seem to crave what they lack.
Ye Chuyang's grades are average, but he struggles particularly with math. Whether he can get into a university is still uncertain based on his current grades.
People naturally admire strength. A beautiful, intelligent girl with excellent grades that everyone looks up to, and who is also a science student, is truly a shining star in the crowd. Naturally, she attracted Ye Chuyang's attention.
That night, Ye Chuyang tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep.
He thought that there must be others who coveted her. Liu Yang was certainly overestimating himself, but there were other smarter and more outstanding boys.
When you like something, you imagine it to be infinitely scarce, surrounded by wolves. Strike first, or you'll be in deep trouble!
Wedding photos and marriage certificates are all about striking first and telling others, "He/She is mine, and from now on, don't even bother with me."
We need to expand our territory!
Ye Chuyang suddenly felt that he had to do something.
Few people would know that on the very night a pair of star-crossed lovers from Chenyang No. 2 Middle School were "officially" expelled, some people were actually encouraged in a certain way.
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With her head tilted to the side, her head slid off the hand that was supporting her chin, and Shen Qingyuan instantly woke up.
I checked the time; it was only nine o'clock. It's strange, I feel lethargic when I have nothing to do.
I only ate two bites of the salad; it was delicious, but I couldn't eat anymore.
After eating a large bucket of popcorn in the afternoon, Shen Qingyuan wasn't hungry at all, so she decided to refrigerate the salad first and eat it tomorrow.
The standard double room does not come with a refrigerator, but Ye Chuyang's room has one.
He knocked on the door a few times, but no one answered. His room key card was still in Shen Qingyuan's pocket.
Having swiped her keycard several times today to enter Ye Chuyang's room, she'd gotten a little carried away. As if possessed, Shen Qingyuan took out her keycard and swiped it herself to go in.
Strange, where did he go at this time?
There seemed to be a slight sound of running water coming from the bathroom.
Shen Qingyuan figured she could just drop off her things and leave, so there was no need to investigate further. There was a shirt on the sofa in the small living room; the style seemed to be the one Ye Chuyang had worn earlier that day.
Opening the refrigerator, I saw some fruit and groceries that Shen Qingyuan had bought that day in the crisper drawer. Ye Chuyang's salad was also lying there.
Shen Qingyuan put the salad in the refrigerator and closed the door. Then she opened it again and took out a wax apple.
It's bright red, and it's waving at her.
Shen Qingyuan took a step back and closed the refrigerator door at the same time. It felt like she stepped on something soft and yielding.
She quickly lifted her foot, turned her head, and subconsciously looked.
A figure suddenly appeared behind her, extremely close, looking down at her, almost completely enveloping her.
Normally you wouldn't notice, but right after a shower, while his body is still steaming, a guy who's 183cm tall, well-proportioned, with firm chest and abdominal muscles, and a body fat percentage consistently around 8% looks quite good. He must feel even better to the touch…
What are you thinking about?
Shen Qingyuan's gaze moved from bottom to top, first taking in her waist and abdomen, then her chest.
Water droplets slid down his hair, down his collarbone, down to his pectoral muscles, then his abdominal muscles, disappearing slowly into the towel wrapped around his waist.
Her dark eyes followed the drop of water, which drooped down and slid all the way down until it finally stopped near her V-line.
In this way, her gaze swept back and forth twice, landing on Ye Chuyang's chest and abdomen.
A handsome boy's abs are like a majestic mountain range.
"Have you seen enough, Dr. Shen?"
Suddenly, her face felt hot, and she instinctively took a step back, leaning against the refrigerator door. She couldn't move any further.
Her gaze quickly shifted to the speaker's face. Well, it was her eyes that kept looking up and down; it had nothing to do with her.
Ye Chuyang smiled faintly, tilting his head slightly as he stared at her face. His eyes held a mixture of scrutiny, smugness, and a hint of shyness—anyone who is half-naked would blush if seen by a member of the opposite sex, let alone someone like Shen Qingyuan.
I haven't worked out in a while, I wonder if my muscles are still in their peak condition!
He stepped forward, placed one hand on the refrigerator door, and leaned forward.
During the movement, the chest and abdominal muscles are organically involved, and the muscles and joints of the upper and lower arms work in perfect harmony. The sternocleidomastoid muscle has beautiful lines—it could almost be used to create a 3D anatomical atlas of muscle structure. First-year students—regardless of gender—will definitely have their enthusiasm for learning multiplied.
In fact, Ye Chuyang's room is often filled with people, including external staff such as makeup artists and stylists, as well as staff from his agent, publicity, and planning teams.
Even Shen Qingyuan herself had to go to his room twice a day, morning and evening, to give him physical therapy and monitor his health.
This is the problem when you come here often: you know the way too well and get used to it.
"I'm... sorry, I knocked on the door, but no one answered. I just... wanted to use the fridge, um... to put in the salad." She turned her head away, not daring to look directly into the person's eyes; it was too awkward.
A wise man doesn't deceive himself in secret, and Shen Qingyuan's situation was indeed not good. After all, it was someone else's private space, and there was no one else around at the moment, late at night.
It seems there's no way to condemn Ye Chuyang for running around naked. It's her private space; whether she's out strolling around like that or even dancing naked, it's her freedom.
Her mind was blank. Looking back, she realized how inexplicable it was that she hadn't run away immediately.
Ye Chuyang suppressed a laugh. In life, truly enjoyable moments are few and far between, and this one was no exception. This moment was different.
He discovered that Shen Qingyuan could be shy, shy towards him. An unprecedented discovery. Now that's what a normal young woman is like—unambitious and without desires, what's the point?
With a casual "oh," Ye Chuyang's questioning gaze fell on the wax apple in her hand. "Taking advantage of someone, that's not a good habit."
His eyes were so bright, carrying a playful smile. It was like a mouse that had been caught; he wasn't in a hurry to bite, but rather toyed with it a bit first.
Shen Qingyuan's gaze fell on her right hand, then looked into Ye Chuyang's eyes, a hint of panic in her eyes.
Shen Qingyuan felt a vague unease.
She found herself, usually so eloquent, now stammering, "Ah, well... just casually, I... I'll buy it and return it to you tomorrow."
Of course, the issue isn't as simple as who ate whose fruit. Why take it without asking? Shen Qingyuan was filled with remorse.
What was she doing? They weren't that close yet, were they? She got caught red-handed, with no way to deny it.
Shen Qingyuan, who is usually quick-witted and organized, finds herself in a state of confusion.
As a result, she was unaware that the victim was approaching silently.
He had just taken a shower, and his body smelled of shower gel, a faint rose scent.
Did he use this scented shower gel before? Shen Qingyuan couldn't quite remember.
familiar.
Because she also uses a French brand of rose water for skincare.
Shen Qingyuan has sensitive skin and has tried many brands of skincare products. She finally found a brand that doesn't cause allergies and has been using it for many years, from her student days to now.
coincide?
That's true; the scents of shampoo and body care products are pretty much the same few things.
Also, this distance... is really close.
Shen Qingyuan could see him in his completely bare-faced state, a high-definition version of Ye Chuyang. His skin was excellent, white and delicate, with almost no visible pores, and his chin was smooth, indicating he had just shaved.
His features were strikingly handsome, yet his eyes and brows exuded tenderness.
He lowered his head, not standing straight to accommodate her height, his gaze fixed on her.
She couldn't stand being stared at and turned her face away. It wasn't the first time she'd been looked at like this. But she'd never felt this uncomfortable before. Wait, what's going on?
Why do I feel so uneasy? I feel nervous and breathless, like I'm taking an exam without having studied.
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Ye Chuyang's heart was pounding like a drum, but he restrained himself, breathing softly as if facing a butterfly, afraid that a gust of wind would startle the butterfly and send it flying away.
Therefore, he said one thing but meant another, throwing some seemingly plausible accusations into Shen Qingyuan's mind, taking the opportunity to distract her.
After ten years of hard work and seeing many big scenes, he has finally developed some brains and can keep his composure. He is no longer the little boy who blushes when he is in front of Shen Qingyuan.
"Shen Qingyuan," he said in a low voice, close to her ear. His voice suddenly lowered, as if he were whispering, which seemed very suspicious, "Could it be... you're here to spy on me?"
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