Chapter 43: School Beauty Yu

Originally, the two of them were prepared to stroll for a while longer, but they caught sight of a few shadowy figures in the dense shade of the trees. Late at night, aside from the chirping of summer cicadas, there was even a faint, indistinct sound of moaning drifting over.

It was audible that it was being deliberately suppressed, but that only made it more alluring.

They weren't exactly greenhorns who knew nothing; both Shen Yan and Hao Anqi felt awkward, and simultaneously said, "It's getting late, why don't we head back?"

Shen Yan nodded. To say he didn't have any thoughts would be impossible; a teenage boy's hormones were restless every moment. It was just that, as a bona fide love novice, his grasp of a girl's psychology was truly limited. If he went up there and got slapped in the face...

Forget it, better to take it slow.

Arriving downstairs at the girls' dormitory building, several young couples were there saying their reluctant goodbyes, whispering in each other's ears, hugging, and some were even kissing passionately as if no one else were around.

Shen Yan just waved his hand and said goodnight. Watching his back as he drove his little e-scooter further and further away, Hao Anqi shook her head with amusement and muttered, "Blockhead."

Returning to Hangzhou University, the brightly lit, narrow paths were sparsely populated. At this hour, the vast majority of people had already gone to bed to rest. Of course, there were also some "perseverance emperors" who hung their hair from the ceiling beams and pricked their thighs with awls to stay awake, still striving for success. Passing by the library, one could clearly hear the sound of sonorous and powerful recitation.

Zero in your target, and go for it.

Translated, it means: Start from zero, and forge ahead courageously!

After parking the little e-scooter, Shen Yan had just come out of the shed when he unexpectedly ran into Tang Song and Yuan Mingqing head-on. The two were holding hands, and a pink bubble seemed to surround them.

The moment she saw Shen Yan, Yuan Mingqing subconsciously pulled her hand back, lowering her head with a coy and flirtatious air. Tang Song was much more composed, waving and greeting him with a laugh.

"Old Shen is back!"

Shen Yan teased, "It's perfectly normal for a young couple to hold hands. Don't be nervous, you two carry on."

Actually, Yuan Mingqing's reaction just now was merely a subconscious reflex. After calming down, she stopped being affected and raised her head, revealing a faint smile.

Crossing the pedestrian bridge under the bright incandescent lights, Shen Yan's sharp-featured face was illuminated like a sculpture. He took out his phone, opened the QQ interface, and pulled down; Hao Anqi had posted a new status an hour ago.

The content was a video of Shen Yan stir-frying rice noodles, accompanied by a line of text.

"The way my male god stir-fries rice noodles is super handsome!"

Below it was a long string of comments, too many to fit on two phone screens.

"Who is this guy?"

"Male god? Is An Qi dating someone?"

"Bring me my forty-meter-long blade; I'm going to hack him."

"Goddess, tell me this isn't true."

"Oh, no!"

"Incredible! Xiao Qiqi is actually dating."

"Looks like the guy's family background isn't great; he's already started setting up a street stall before military training is even over."

"Classmate Hao, my family is rich; I can provide as many rice noodles like that as you want."

"An Qi, you face-obsessed girl, you sure know how to pick."

Shen Yan couldn't help but feel great, and he wrote a comment: Nice shot!

Returning to the dormitory, except for Tang Song who was out, the four shirtless big men were playing poker again. According to Lin Yang, Zhu Baoping was unwilling to accept defeat and insisted on dragging them along to win back the previous round.

Shen Yan had no interest in participating. He first took a cold shower, and just as he came out, he heard Tang Song say, "Old Shen, look, Yu Youwei is incredibly popular on the campus forum; she's made it onto the new School Beauty Ranking."

"Really?"

Hearing this, Lin Yang and the others stopped playing cards and crowded over to look at the phone.

Shen Yan wasn't surprised. Yu Youwei had a beautiful face, and by taking advantage of the military training, she had shown off her singing voice; being crowned a school beauty was more than enough.

The only thing surprising was that Hangzhou University actually had such a thing as a School Beauty Ranking. When he was reading at university in Shanghai in his previous life, Shen Yan hadn't even heard of it.

He opened the mobile forum.

Pinned at the very top was the video of Yu Youwei singing.

Below it, a group of boys were fanatically fawning over her, with comments like, "School Beauty Yu is so beautiful!", "Does School Beauty Yu have a boyfriend? Offering a reward for contact info.", "This singing voice is too sweet and pleasant to listen to; I really want to fall in love."

Zhu Baoping wanted to click on the video, but was stopped directly by Tang Song.

"If you want to watch, use Old Shen's phone. That little bit of data isn't even enough for me to mess around with."

Tang Song's family background was quite average; his Motorola phone couldn't connect to the campus network, and he spent every day miserably using 3G.

Dormitory Building 8, Dormitory 602.

Yu Youwei was sitting on a stool combing her hair, wearing an oversized black T-shirt. A girl who had just showered was like a lotus rising from the water; her skin was three shades whiter, and she was fragrant.

Unlike the sloppy boys, girls had to do skincare and comb their hair after showering, which was very tedious.

Excluding Yuan Mingqing who was still in the bathroom, the other girls had already climbed onto their beds, lying there leisurely scrolling through their phones.

Luo Qiqi, with her messy, ear-length short hair, crossed her legs. Her flat figure could barely show a hint of feminine features from the side. While scrolling through the forum, she said, "Youwei, everyone on the forum is praising you for being beautiful and having a sweet voice, saying you're the new school beauty."

Yu Youwei curled her lips, "Those people are just bored; who wants to be some school beauty."

Wu Yue'er agreed deeply, "Exactly. What we girls look like is none of those stinky boys' business to judge; who gave them the right."

At this moment, Luo Qiqi exclaimed, "Hey! Youwei, your post's popularity has been surpassed. How come this freshman is stir-frying rice noodles?"

"Holy crap! Why is it Shen Yan?"

The girls were dumbfounded upon hearing this. What did Shen Yan have to do with rice noodles?

Luo Qiqi didn't waste words and immediately sent the link to the dormitory group chat.

"Oh my god! Why did Shen Yan go to set up a stall to sell stir-fried noodles?"

"Is it for real?"

"This face, it's definitely Shen Yan, no doubt about it."

"Wow! He flips the wok quite well; his skills look pretty good."

The girls' jaws dropped to the floor.

Wu Yue'er sat up from the bed with a swoosh, the sheet sliding down quietly to reveal the charming curves wrapped in her gray nightgown.

"Youwei, hurry and ask Shen Yan what's going on?"

Yu Youwei stared blankly at the fluid, practiced movements in the video, her head full of question marks. Not to mention why Shen Yan would go to set up a stall, where did this exquisite culinary skill come from?

If I can't figure it out, I'll just make a phone call and ask directly.