Chapter 212: Enriching Extracurricular Life

In the afternoon, the sun was bright, and clusters of white clouds stretched lazily across the azure sky like the wings of angels.

In the classroom, Lin Yang sat alone in the back row, playing with his phone listlessly, sighing and groaning from time to time.

"Sigh!"

He had long since grown accustomed to Shen Yan skipping class, and now that even Wu Yueer was absent, this class was truly dull.

He prepared to send a message to Wu Yueer to check on her.

Just at this moment, the class bell rang with a "ding-a-ling," and Lin Yang felt the empty seat beside him sink; he turned his head to look, and who could it be if not Shen Yan and Wu Yueer?

Lin Yang immediately perked up and said, "Yue'er, you're here. That Mediterranean guy took attendance this morning and you weren't there; you'll probably get points deducted."

"Let them deduct them, what's the big deal about missing it once in a while?" Wu Yueer curled her lips.

Shen Yan didn't take it to heart at all; the Mediterranean professor had always praised him highly, so it made no difference whether he came or not, as long as his grades didn't slip.

Lin Yang then asked about the seafood feast from the day before yesterday; the emperor crab cost at least several hundred per jin, and a single meal must have cost several thousand—the wealthy boss was truly generous.

"Something like that, I didn't even pay attention," Wu Yueer replied perfunctorily.

Her gaze swept secretly over Shen Yan's handsome face.

Without comparison, there is no harm; in the past, Wu Yueer felt that Lin Yang was actually alright, but ever since she had been with Shen Yan, the gap was glaringly obvious.

Vision, physique, appearance, financial power...

In every aspect, it was a crushing superiority; a few thousand yuan made him act all surprised, yet Shen Yan hadn't even blinked an eye.

No matter how she looked at him, he was just so attractive.

Especially when she was pinned down by him...

Thinking of that bone-melting, soul-stirring sensation, a red cloud quietly climbed onto Wu Yueer's pretty face.

There is a passage in "Rickshaw Boy" that goes: "There is little truth in this world; a woman's blush is worth more than a long dialogue."

That pretty much sums it up.

Shen Yan didn't pay attention to their conversation; outside the window, yellow leaves danced, and the sunlight spilled onto him through the window lattice—a quiet afternoon, fully enjoying the peace of the years.

He took out his phone and found a message from Chen Xiaowei of the Art Department.

"You didn't respond when I @ you in the group. The school hopes to enrich the students' extracurricular life, and the Art Department has decided to organize a square dance activity on the playground. Dancing is your specialty; how about you take the lead on the first day?"

Shen Yan: "When?"

Chen Xiaowei: "Starting at seven tonight?"

Shen Yan didn't reply immediately, but instead sent a message to Hao Anqi.

"What are you doing?"

Hao Anqi: "Thinking about what temperature water to soak you in (smiley face)"

Shen Yan: "Your body temperature is just right (smirk)"

Hao Anqi: "Big pervert (blushing)"

After the joke, Shen Yan said that Hangzhou University would be organizing a square dance on the playground tonight and asked if Hao Anqi was coming; Hao Anqi was naturally tempted, but the Communication University of China had that annoying rule about evening self-study.

After struggling for a while, Hao Anqi finally gave a positive answer: "I'll come, it's not a big deal to skip evening self-study once in a while."

Shen Yan sent three thumbs-up emojis.

Then he replied to Chen Xiaowei: "Can do. You prepare the equipment and pull in a few more people to build momentum; I'll head straight to the playground then."

Chen Xiaowei indicated that was no problem.

At this time, Yu Youwei also sent a message: "Brother, check the department group, Minister Chen is @ing you."

Shen Yan replied that he saw it; Yu Youwei replied in a second, asking what Shen Yan's plans were. Shen Yan said that not doing any work all the time wasn't right, and he should occasionally put in some effort.

Yu Youwei suggested pulling in more people, preferably handsome men and beautiful women, which would definitely attract a lot of attention.

Between the lines, it was a naked hint: pull me in, the appeal of the school beauty Yu is top-notch.

According to Yu Youwei's thinking, as long as Shen Yan spoke up, she would take the opportunity to make a small request, like asking him to treat her to a meal or a movie.

Wouldn't that be wonderful!

Who would have thought Shen Yan wouldn't take the bait at all, only saying it was a good idea and that he could pull in Wu Yueer; Yu Youwei got anxious the moment she heard that, saying she was free tonight and could go to fill the numbers.

"Then come along, it's good to get some exercise."

Yu Youwei felt a tightness in her chest and was there scratching her ears and cheeks.

So annoying! Things were completely different from what she had imagined.

Immediately after, Shen Yan sent a message in the class group.

"At seven tonight, the school is organizing a square dance activity on the playground. Interested classmates are welcome to come and dance."

Tang Song: "Square dancing for young people, I feel my blood starting to boil."

Yuan Mingqing: "@Tang Song, you can do this too?"

Tang Song: "Just dance blindly, as long as it's fun!"

Lin Yang: "Good heavens! Square dancing has even reached the university."

Luo Qiqi: "Feels interesting, but what if I don't know how to dance?"

Wu Yueer: "@Luo Qiqi I know how to dance, let's have fun together!"

Chen Shanni: "Together, together, super fun!"

Yu Youwei: "How come you all have danced square dance? I'm going too."

Lin Yang: "..."

Lin Yang was dumbfounded; why were all the goddesses so interested in square dancing? Was he the one out of touch with the times?

Wu Yueer was puzzled as to why Shen Yan, a guy who usually stayed out of things and kept his distance, would suddenly help someone post an advertisement; Shen Yan said it was an activity organized by the Art Department and he was just pulling in a few people to fill the scene.

Wu Yueer suddenly realized.

She had almost forgotten that Shen Yan was also a member of the Art Department.

For the four classes in the afternoon, Shen Yan stayed in the classroom honestly like this, reading novels and playing games, so he didn't feel bored.

There is one bad thing about Apple phones: the battery doesn't last long, but fortunately, the classroom is very user-friendly and equipped with power outlets.

The sun set in the west, and the evening glow on the horizon was hazy and colorful, as if a bright red silk ribbon were hanging in the sky; as the bell for the end of class rang, the golden avenue paved with fallen leaves once again presented a scene of bustling crowds.

Students walked in groups of three or five, talking and laughing, their joyful voices echoing in the air, harmonizing with the rustling of the leaves.

At the entrance of the Communication University of China, Hao Anqi started complaining as soon as she got into the car, saying that even though they were neighboring institutions, why was the gap so big, with dormitory inspections, morning and evening self-study sessions, and a whole bunch of broken rules.

Now Hangzhou University has even come up with a square dancing activity, which made her so angry that her period even came early.

Shen Yan couldn't help but smile and comforted her, "Hang in there, there won't be morning or evening self-study sessions in your sophomore year. Dormitory inspections are actually easy to solve; just go upstairs and pull a classmate over to deal with it temporarily. Anyway, the inspectors only care about the number of people, not who they are."

"As for organizing square dancing, you can record a video in a while and post it on the campus forum; if everyone reacts and protests together, the effect will definitely be explosive."

Hao Anqi's eyes lit up immediately; this was a good idea. For someone like her who loves to dance, being able to dance with everyone is a quite happy thing.

The two finished their dinner at Manyuefu on Gourmet Street and then ran to the playground to stroll around; the dim streetlights stretched their shadows very, very long.

The playground on a winter night is not as noisy and bustling as in the summer; scattered students walk around the plastic track, as if slowly chewing and digesting the bits and pieces of the day.

Hao Anqi was as lively and active as ever, playing a shadow-stepping game over there, one foot after another, stepping toward the outline of Shen Yan's head.

At the same time, she let out silly laughter.

She looked like a complete idiot no matter how you looked at it, so Shen Yan slapped her on the butt; Hao Anqi let out a cry of surprise, covered her little bottom, and asked with her fox-like eyes full of spirit, "Why are you hitting me?"

Shen Yan clamped the back of her neck and said with a smile, "You step on me, I beat you; that's fair, right?"

"Big bad guy!" Hao Anqi pouted in defiance, but under his tyranny, she had no other way.

Wu Yueer and the others had just arrived at the playground when they saw the scene of the two of them playing and messing around.

Their expressions were immediately varied.