Chapter 55 I think...I will never go mountain climbing again

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  Staring at the re-solidified chocolate, I was stunned for half a day. Finally, I sadly discovered that even now, I still have no immunity to the beautiful boy Cheng Qiao...

  But that's not the point, the point is I don't have immunity anyway, but what's even more embarrassing is that I actually made a fool of myself in front of Cheng Qiao!

  Now that I think about it, if it wasn't for the sudden ringing of the phone that woke me up, I'm afraid I would have lost even more thoroughly. At the time, taking advantage of Cheng Qiao's pause to answer the phone, Xiao Yu climbed onto my shoulder and laughed very slyly, saying in a low voice: "How is it, beauty is in front of you, can't resist it, right?"

  I fell silent for a moment: "Why are you all so calm? Not just you, Ah Qian and the others too. I remember when you first saw him, you were all stunned, but now when you see him, it's like seeing an ordinary cabbage. Are you all collectively hiding from me that you've changed your sexual orientation?"

  She helplessly waved her hand: "What can we do? The famous herbs all have owners, so we're too lazy to go dig them up."

  "Is there an owner? Who is the owner?" I almost shouted out loud.

  "She said casually: 'I don't know, Xiao Qiao just said it casually, maybe she was joking.' Then poked my face again, 'What, can't accept it?'"

  I thought for a moment and said seriously, "No, I just want to know what his main looks like. If both appearance and function are super strong, then Xiao Qiao's life will be perfect..."

  "What's so perfect about it?" I hadn't even finished speaking when Qiao hung up the phone, and she happened to catch the last sentence.

  Xiaoyu covered her forehead and sighed deeply, her voice choked with emotion: "Xiaoqiao, I'm really sorry to you! It seems that I've made your emotional journey even more bumpy!"

  Cheng Qiao was taken aback for a moment, then looked at me and smiled slightly with pursed lips.

  Then because Tony said the "Learning to Make Chinese Dishes" course he signed up for was about to start, and Cheng Qiao also had to go to the bus station, Xiao Yu accompanied them on their way.

  A few days later, Xiaoyu suddenly called me excitedly and said that all the problems about "cutting grass and eliminating roots" no longer existed. She used a strategy told by Cheng Qiao from his friend, who was indeed a talented student studying criminal psychology. The strategy was incredibly effective, comparable to the best tactics in history, such as "borrowing a knife to kill someone", "the beauty trap", or even "the linked rings tactic". Now her two arch-enemies were not only being ridiculed by people every day at school but also directly ordered to quit the literature club by its president.

  I was stunned for half a day before I thought of asking her what she suggested.

  "I found an early work of a famous author in the spiritual world, and then I loudly announced in our company that it was my latest masterpiece, and the inspiration even came from the boss's heartfelt teachings at a meeting. Then those two women really didn't care about the boss's face and scolded that article to death, and it was even posted on BBS! So I took the opportunity to announce that this was actually someone else's work, just used to test everyone's reading habits, and expressed that I really didn't expect a work that I liked and admired so much would be subjected to such vicious abuse and criticism. This is simply a smear on my reading habits, a smear on my most revered idol - the original author! Then the original author's readers went crazy, using all sorts of methods to surround and attack those two women every day, their computers were infected with countless viruses. I even heard that they were forced to tell ghost stories in class, if they didn't do well, they had to go to the discipline office to receive punishment, because their class counselor was also a senior fan of that author, haha, it's really laughable! She laughed and suddenly stopped, "So, no matter how they slander me in the future, no one will care anymore, oh ho ho, it's really too awesome!"

  I was startled by her sudden gloomy tone, but this result is indeed a grown-up's heart. I was still worried that the dessert shop's business would be affected by the malicious rumors of those two women, and for this reason, I had been sleeping with anxiety for several nights. Now it seems that this problem has been resolved, and I can finally have a good dream. So, I followed Xiaoyu to curse them a few times before hanging up the phone.

  Afterwards, every time I think about how that genius was able to effortlessly help us eliminate future troubles, my admiration for him grows a little more. To be able to come up with such a brilliant plan of using poison to attack poison, he must be incredibly... toxic! It's really a shame not to get to know someone so talented, so when Cheng Qiao came over again, I casually mentioned inviting that genius over for dessert sometime. After all, we should repay kindness with kindness and resentment with resentment. But he didn't even think about it before directly refusing: "He's very busy, no time, and if I were to drink with him, it would be the same." Then he looked at me with a pitiful expression, "A Yao, you're not tired of me and want to switch to a new charity case, are you?"

  I was speechless for half a day before finally managing to squeeze out one sentence: "I'll go get some durian pudding for you again."

  He burst out laughing with joy: "Thank you Ah Yao!"

  The days passed by uneventfully, and I started gossiping with my best friend about the various "top 10 secrets" that had been dug up at their school. For example, a well-known professor in a certain department was actually having an affair with several of his students, or a Ph.D. who had returned from studying abroad was actually quite promiscuous during his four years in college, or the number of couples openly kissing in the cafeteria was increasing...

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  Department grass, what a wonderful thing!

  When I first heard this news from Mu Mu's mouth, I asked in confusion: "Who is He Mochen?"

  She seemed unable to bear it and turned her head away without answering me.

  So I remained perplexed for half a day before suddenly realizing: "Oh, it's He Mochen!"

  Even others quietly turned their heads away.

  I smiled awkwardly, it seems I'm indeed a good citizen who cherishes life. Recalling the previous text, that poisonous oath "if I think of that man again, let me witness my own brain bursting" was really effective from the start, not only did it last long, but also had no side effects.

  I actually wanted to laugh and tell them that I wasn't overstimulated, but had truly forgotten for a moment that there was someone like that in this world. However, the sorrowful and desolate atmosphere on the scene was so heavy that I really couldn't speak up. They always told me it's already passed, but in the end, what can't be passed is them.

  For a moment, I felt a bit stuck in my heart and couldn't think of anything to say. The atmosphere undoubtedly fell into dead silence until a familiar voice suddenly broke the silence: "Who is He Mottian?"

  I stared at the person standing in front of me in surprise: "Xiao Qiao? You... didn't you say that you were busy and had no time to come these few days?"

  "Just passing by the night market street, feeling thirsty, and thinking of coming in for a free dessert." He smiled slightly, "But fortunately I came, otherwise I would have missed your valuable... discussion today."

  I awkwardly waved my hand: "What's up, just chatting about my past." After thinking for a moment, I felt it wasn't right. "How did you know what we were talking about? You've been here for a long time?"

  He glanced at me with a bent eye: "Not long ago, just to let me know that there is an existence of 'He Mochen' that can keep you both silent."

  I was startled by his smile, today his smile is a bit different from usual, it feels...it feels unfathomable. Unfathomable? I shook my head, looked at him and also fell silent.

  Xiao Yu finally hummed and said: "Xiao Qiao, your ultimate task has arrived. Defeat He Mochen this boss and you can rush all the way to win the championship!"

  A shallow smile, and then said: "Even if you can't pick up the laurel wreath, it's still close to the laurel wreath."

  "If you can't do it, then you're out of luck."

  The usually reserved Mu Mu let out a sharp cry, drawing all of our attention to her.

  "Xiao Qiao learned elder! How did you end up here?!"