Chapter 242: Same Hair Color

Liu Wanwan and Yu Yu first see in reality the Mu family young master who looks exactly like Mu Youyu, their eyes darting between the two as they admire the two faces, neither speaking.

Feng Cen had seen him in Y Guo before, so he wasn't surprised; he only felt Mu Xin had grown taller again, as expected of the heir of the Duke's Mansion.

The two were about to turn and leave when Jiang Liangjin's voice sounded first: "Brother, goodbye."

Mu Xin gave a soft "hmm", ruffled his sister's hair, and told him: "Take good care of her."

Jiang Liangjin agreed, Mu Youyu waved her hand, then he and Qing An walked away.

Feng Cen gave a light cough to break the silence, reached out to put his arm around Mu Youyu's shoulder, and said in a teasing tone: "I won't disturb you, will I~"

Jiang Liangjin glanced at her, his tone light: "Ask again, and I'll really feel like I'm disturbing you."

Mu Youyu quickly slapped his hand: "A Jin is talking nonsense, let's go, let's go find Second Brother and Lujing Brother to eat!"

Jiang Liangjin lowered his eyes to watch her fingertip resting on the back of his hand, his gaze softening a bit, letting her pull him forward.

Afternoon.

When Mu Youyu entered the classroom, she immediately saw a boy sitting in her seat.

The boy had short silver-blond hair, the ends slightly curled, accentuating his slender neck; he propped his chin on one hand, staring at her without blinking, his gaze intense.

That hair color was clearly the same shade as hers, but a bit darker, silver-blond mixed with light brown; paired with his all-black suit, it looked noble yet a little flamboyant and eye-catching.

Mu Youyu's heart skipped a beat; she hurried forward: "A Jin, why did you change your hair color?"

After lunch, she, Mu Xi, and Song Lujing went back to the Mu residence; Jiang Liangjin didn't go with them, only saying he'd wait for her at school.

Unexpectedly, he went to dye his hair.

Jiang Liangjin lifted his eyes, his gaze falling on the pale silver-blond at her crown and her black formal outfit, the corners of his mouth slowly curving into a smile.

"Doesn't it look good?" he said, rising and leaning slightly toward her, his voice low and tender: "I deliberately matched it to you."

He hid nothing.

"Looks great, looks great!" Mu Youyu exclaimed as he stood up, quickly taking the chance to sit down: "Where's your stool?"

Jiang Liangjin rose to his full height, his long fingers idly waving, his tone lax: "It's still not been brought back from the field."

"Alright, then are we going to attend the closing ceremony later?" Mu Youyu asked, lifting her hand to smooth her hair, voice low.

Jiang Liangjin then sat on the edge of the desk, his body slightly leaning toward her, lowering his voice: "Yes, can we go on stage later?"

Mu Youyu pointed at her own black formal attire: "I've already changed into my formal wear!"

The implication was, of course, that they wanted to go on stage together.

Jiang Liangjin's eyes smiled deeper as he rubbed the top of her head: "Want to tie up your hair?"

Mu Youyu disliked the makeup artists fussing around, which would take ages, so she just casually tied a low ponytail.

She had arrived at school a few minutes early, originally planning to ask Mo Song for help.

Hearing that, she without hesitation turned her back to him, her little head slightly raised, the silver-blond at her crown swaying—her meaning could not be clearer.

Jiang Liangjin casually picked up the comb and hair tie from her bag.

His fingers were long and handsome, his movements combing her hair extremely gentle, for fear of hurting her.

Soon he had tied a beautiful, neat bun hairstyle.

Mu Youyu still trusted his skill quite a bit, and without checking a mirror, the two left side by side.

The passing students all glanced sideways, their eyes full of envy.

Who at Lanlin Gaozhong doesn't know? The Jiang family heir, Jiang Liangjin, is indifferent to everyone, but he dotes on the Mu family's little princess without limit.

Now that they've dyed their hair as a couple, it's even more like an open declaration.

"They, sigh, so enviable."

"I wonder, will Xi Shao come to the school to cause trouble?"

"I doubt it; last time I saw them eating together, their attitude toward Young Master Jiang was quite good."

"May they last forever; I look forward to their engagement banquet—given their status, how grand will it be?"

"……"

Not long after, Mu Youyu and Jiang Liangjin went on stage side by side.

Both were dressed all in black, their silver-blond crowns shining brightly under the lights.

After their self-introductions, they matched so well that the audience fell silent for a few moments.

The applause lasted twenty-odd seconds before stopping.

Receiving Jiang Liangjin's gaze, Mu Youyu took the booklet.

The procedure was to first announce the highest-scoring grade in the sports meet.

Seeing the scores of each grade's A class, her eyes flashed, she picked up the microphone: "Now we will announce the top three winners of each grade."

"First place in the high school freshman division goes to Senior One Class A with 301 points, second place……"

"First place in the high school sophomore division goes to Sophomore Class A with 367 points……"

"First place in the high school senior division goes to Senior Class A with 309 points……Please have each class's representative come on stage to receive the award."

A commotion arose below the stage.

"How fierce is Sophomore Class A? They've been dominating year after year!"

"Impressive—second place, Sophomore Class 1, only scored over 210!"

"They snatched both gold and silver medals, and the points were added to their class—how could it not be high?"

"I'm dying of envy; I wish I could be in that class—all the school beauties and hunks are there."

"……"

The representative from Sophomore Class A who went on stage to receive the award was class monitor Bai Yun; as the eldest daughter of the Bai family, she naturally carried an air of heavenly pride.

Now standing before the entire school's faculty and students, she deliberately put on airs, chin slightly lifted, exuding a sense of superiority.

Walking onto the stage, Bai Yun took the gold‑bordered honor certificate handed to her by Mu Youyu, deliberately leaning in, her voice neither loud nor soft: "Hey, it's got to be our class—our class is just too handsome; this year we quietly took first place again, wrapping it up with ease!"

She never expected that Mu Youyu, seeing her approach, would instinctively grab the microphone at her side and bring it to her hand, the distance now extremely close.

Bai Yun's words echoed throughout the banquet hall.

Damn, how arrogant is Miss Bai? Is that low-key?

They have the capital to be arrogant.

No way, didn't they say she used to look down on everything?

Exactly, exactly, the last time I spoke with her, her eyes showed a kind of noble aura of this Miss, and her temperament was very steady!

I'm dying laughing, the persona's totally broken.

……

Bai Yun didn't react at first; the sound from the stage speakers was low.

Until Mu Youyu, suppressing a smile, quietly reminded her.

Bai Yun belatedly realized what was happening, quickly straightened her posture, restrained all her arrogance, stood expressionless in place, and cooperated with the photo.

Mu Youyu looked at her embarrassed appearance, suppressing a smile, putting on that pure and innocent face, picked up the microphone, and said, "Our Class 2A is indeed strong, beating the second place by over a hundred points."

When she said that, there was not the slightest hint of incongruity; her pure and innocent appearance gave no hint of teasing.

The hand under the table quietly reached over and lightly touched Jiang Liangjin's palm.

Jiang Liangjin understood, her gaze softening instantly; her originally cold tone gained a hint of indulgent smile, and when she spoke into the microphone, the pride in her voice couldn't be hidden: "Let's give a shout-out to our Class 2A—Class 2A crushes everyone."

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What the hell are they doing?