Chapter 35: Do I Look Like the LSP You Described?

Whether because class was about to start or because the milk tea shop’s flavor wasn’t great, it was completely empty at noon.

“Teacher Yun! What would you like to drink?”

After sitting down, Qin Xiaoyu casually handed the menu on the table to Yun Shuqian and asked.

“You call me that—don’t you find it awkward? Come on, I’m only a few months older than you.”

Yun Shuqian frowned slightly, sighing helplessly.

Actually,

Yun Shuqian and the original owner were classmates in their first year of high school. In their second year, the original owner was forced to take a two-year leave due to a strange illness.

That’s why, despite Yun Shuqian being only a few months older, she became his senior.

Later, during university, their relationship was initially quite close.

But,

After Liu Ruyun appeared and confirmed a relationship with the original owner, the two naturally drifted apart.

Even after graduation, though they still had each other’s contact information, they hardly ever reached out anymore.

“Uh… then I’ll just call you Senior Yun!”

Yun Shuqian was right—Qin Xiaoyu did find that title awkward, so he didn’t insist further.

“Though this title still sounds a bit old-fashioned, it’s much more pleasant to hear!”

Yun Shuqian’s furrowed brow gradually relaxed. She picked up the milk tea menu and studied it for a moment. “Just get me a papaya milk tea.”

At those words, Qin Xiaoyu’s gaze unconsciously dropped slightly—he felt that, given Yun Shuqian’s usual discretion, she had no need to order such a peculiar flavor.

Quickly pulling his gaze back, Qin Xiaoyu turned toward the counter. A few minutes later, he returned with two milk teas and sat across from Yun Shuqian.

“By the way… you… did she know you were coming to see me today?”

Yun Shuqian cradled her milk tea in both hands; the warmth in her palms was comforting, but her voice gradually lowered.

She?

Qin Xiaoyu paused, then immediately realized Yun Shuqian was referring to Liu Ruyun.

If it were anyone else, Qin Xiaoyu wouldn’t even bother explaining—after all, that woman had nothing to do with him now.

Even if there had been something before, that was the original owner’s affair—what did it have to do with him, Qin Xiaoyu?

But since he needed Yun Shuqian’s help and she had brought it up, he didn’t hide it: “We’ve broken up. What difference does it make whether she knows or not?”

“Oh!”

After hearing Qin Xiaoyu’s words, Yun Shuqian lightly traced her fingers along the milk tea cup, then suddenly looked up and asked: “By the way, you haven’t told me what you need my help with yet!”

Actually, Qin Xiaoyu felt a bit embarrassed to bring it up, but since Yun Shuqian had asked, he gathered his thoughts and said:

“Recently, I’ve launched a new game with Old Cai and Wei. We’re stretched too thin, so I thought—since you’re a counselor in the Design Department at Yuncheng University—I was wondering if you could help me recommend some junior students.”

“This…”

Yun Shuqian’s expression turned uneasy. After hesitating for a few seconds, she continued:

“Helping you recommend a few students isn’t a problem, but you’re also a graduate of Yuncheng University’s Game Design program—could you…”

Mid-sentence, Yun Shuqian stopped, afraid of hurting Qin Xiaoyu’s pride.