Chapter Seven: The Wallflower Young Lady

  Having friends like Zhuge, what more can one ask for? I just glance at things on the internet and even if they're making a big fuss, I never take it to heart. I rarely participate in verbal sparring matches because I always end up losing. I have a clear understanding of myself in this regard, as countless experiences have proven: even if others scold me until I'm covered in blood, I can only mutter to myself in my heart and am unable to retort with sharp words.

  I always stutter and get flustered, my face turns red, my ears burn, my heart races, I haven't even scolded others yet, but I've already gotten so angry that I'm on the verge of fainting, successfully turning every situation into one where it seems like I'm in the wrong.

  But now that Zhuge is by my side, it's rare for anyone to bully me. Except for Zhou Xiaoyu who still looks at me with a fierce gaze, the other small fries are nothing to worry about. When it comes to brain work, Zhuge can handle it perfectly, and when it comes to physical labor, Yide always takes the lead. As a result, I have plenty of free time with Yunchang.

  But even someone as clever as Zhuge Liang cannot solve the difficult problem in my heart.

  My greatest enemy is not Zhou Xiaoyu.

  The person I couldn't resist most is Xiao Qiao.

  Xiao Qiao, daughter of Old Man Ge, a senior professor in the Military Strategy Department at Lu Zhi Academy. The campus belle who catches everyone's eye.

  I still remember - at the 30th anniversary school celebration party, beauty Xiao Qiao wore a traditional costume and danced elegantly to the accompaniment of a guqin, captivating countless innocent young men, including me.

  I stood up excitedly at that time, cheering and applauding with everyone else. Since I was in the front row, this behavior was extremely eye-catching. However, I felt like I had lost my mind, and all I could see was Xiao Qiao's beautiful face everywhere. At that moment, I stared straight at Xiao Qiao on stage, unable to help but clap and shout: "Xiao Qiao! Xiao Qiao!"

  Everyone followed me and shouted: "Xiao Qiao! Xiao Qiao!"

  Xiao Qiao remained cold and aloof, but whenever she heard her name being called, she would lift her head to take a glance...

  That kind of cold and clear eyes is really captivating!

  I was in a daze and under the influence of some kind of evil spirit, I blurted out: "Little Qiao sister! I love you!!! I'm your loyal fan!!!"

  I heard my own voice, that excited shriek, shame suddenly rose to the pure heart, and then the pure sweat also flowed down, while the surrounding Lu Zhi Lang also followed me purely loudly shouting: "Sister! I love you!"

  The effect is excellent, I don't know if people would think I'm the leader of a fan club. I think if this matter were to be exposed by a magazine or newspaper, Liu's family would definitely lose face, so I quickly took advantage of the chaos and slipped out of the circle.

  To be honest, I've always been reserved and introverted, and my strict family upbringing didn't allow me to perform such passionate love scenes.

  I was standing in the corner with an extremely awkward posture wiping sweat when I suddenly heard a cold hum. I slowly turned my head around.

  Her body suddenly became a bit stiff, and in the next second... she was stuck to the wall like a gecko, so-called wallpaper lady, that's what it means.

  And right behind me, the person standing there with his hands behind his back, unmistakably Zhou Xiaoyu, was like a firefly in the dark night, and no matter where he stood, he would always be so eye-catching.

  At that moment, it seemed like I was blocking his way or something else, he just stood there motionless, staring at me with a cold smile.

  I opened my mouth, wanting to make some excuse, but suddenly felt there was nothing to say, so I closed it again.

  He looked me up and down with that funny gaze for a while, after half a day I thought he was captivated by my charming demeanor, when suddenly he blurted out: "Look at your ghostly appearance..." After throwing out this sentence, the person brushed past me from beside.

  As I saw him walk by, I felt like a stunned gecko, softly falling off the wall.

  I crouched in the corner drawing circles, weakly thinking: "What a ghostly appearance? Is it referring to me? Cut it out, if you're nearsighted don't casually wear cool glasses."

  I still can't believe that encounter was real, his words were true, I'm always too kind, alas, after many years, I've become as fierce as Yue De, recalling that scene, I feel ashamed of my former naivety and weakness.

  So I'm stupid, I should confirm without hesitation that Zhou Xiaoyu's words are directed at myself, and I should grab Zhou Xiaoyu's collar without hesitation, spit on his face, and ask him condescendingly why he said so.

  Mr. Lu Xun once said: I have always been willing to speculate on the Chinese people with the worst malice.

  But... I didn't end up doing that...

  What a shame! I just held my head, shrunk in the corner, and thought with self-reproach.