Chapter 21: The Senior Doesn't Lie, But I'm Not a Senior

The evening breeze was slightly cool, blowing gently.

Chen Yansen sat on the city wall beside Tongfei Gate, legs dangling, his gaze drifting toward the Chunshen Square not far away.

Old men fanning themselves with palm-leaf fans gathered in small groups to play chess and chat; barefoot children ran wildly across the grass; and before the shaved-ice stalls, young people were packed tight.

"Shall I go buy two bowls?"

Wang Zihao followed his gaze and spotted the shaved-ice stall at once.

This treat involved crushing ice into fine sand, then adding fruit juice, raisins, crushed hawthorn, and red bean paste; one bite in summer could cool you right to the crown of your head.

Thinking of this, Wang Zihao swallowed hard and volunteered.

"Bring one for Meng Jie too; she'll be here soon."

Chen Yansen came back to his senses and nodded with a smile.

With the new semester approaching and about to leave this small town where he had grown up, Wang Zihao was full of melancholy and insisted on dragging him along to watch the sunset.

Chen Yansen thought to himself, "Why the hell should I watch a sunset with you?" and simply decided to call Meng Jie over to make her honor their bet.

Wang Zihao gave a reply and scampered down the stairs.

Chen Yansen pulled out his phone, opened Mobile QQ, and instantly a long string of group notifications popped up; the list was full of pending approval requests.

And in the several groups he had pinned, most members exceeded two hundred.

The group names were fairly uniform, basically following the format "2010 Intake Xucheng Academy - *** College New Student Exchange Group," such as the School of Information Engineering, the School of Business, the School of Literature and Media, the School of Music, and so on; there were exactly twelve such groups.

Looking further at the group files, there was a PPT feast carefully crafted by Chen Yansen—The Xucheng Academy New Student Guide.

The content covered everything from major items like enrollment procedures, campus facilities, and learning resources, to minor details like dormitory conditions, food tastes, and library borrowing rules; it was all-inclusive, even including special reminders for military training essentials such as sunscreen, mosquito nets, insoles, water bottles, and umbrellas.

The new students in the groups all believed he was a sophomore or junior senior student, completely unaware that Chen Yansen, like them, was also a freshman.

"My information-integration skills are still that awesome."

Chen Yansen chuckled.

He had gone to great lengths to collect information, create charts and diagrams, and stamp the PPT with dense QQ group watermarks; naturally, this was not to be a good person or do good deeds, but to scoop up his second pot of gold from these people.

"Ding-ding-ding—"

"@Group Owner, Senior, I want to get a telecom card with a 39-yuan monthly rent; I've sent the details to your email."

"@Group Owner, Senior, does the 59-yuan monthly phone card really come with Space Yellow Diamond and QQ Super Membership?"

"@Brother above, what do you mean real or fake! The senior wouldn't lie to us!"

"Oops, sorry, my hand slipped and I sent a selfie to the group."

"..."

He casually opened one group chat, glanced at it briefly, then replied with an 'ok' gesture.

"The senior indeed won't lie to you, but I'm not a senior."

Chen Yansen forced a mischievous smile onto his face and muttered to himself.

The package prices and content mentioned in the chat groups were all just his 'upgraded' creations based on last year's campus card version.

In simple terms, he had just made it all up!

As for how to explain this to the new students, he wasn't the least bit worried.

At that time, holding the card-application details of over a thousand new students in his hands, was he afraid he couldn't negotiate an agency agreement with the local operators?

"Chen Yansen, why are you the only one here? Where's Haozi?"

Meng Jie, gradually approaching, saw Chen Yansen daydreaming alone, so she patted his thigh and asked.

"Buying shaved ice over there."

Chen Yansen snapped out of his thoughts and pointed at the black fat man in the square.

"Pull me up."

Meng Jie stepped her foot into the flagpole base, then extended her right hand, signaling Chen Yansen to pull her up; clearly, she intended to climb up and sit beside him.

"Stay down there properly; it's windy and unsafe up here."

Chen Yansen slapped away her small hand, gave her no face at all, and flatly refused.

"Tsk—I can climb up myself!"

Meng Jie tried several times, but due to her short stature, she fell short each time by a tiny bit; in the end, she had to give up, though she stubbornly said, "This city wall is too high; if it were that section over there, I'd definitely make it."

"Yes, yes, yes, you're the most awesome!"

Chen Yansen casually brushed her off and continued holding his phone, ticking off each pending approval request one by one.

After all, making money is Mr. Chen's main job!

"If I were to repeat a year, what do you think?"

Seeing he ignored her, Meng Jie first stewed in silence for a while, but as Chen Laoban remained unmoved, she then tentatively asked again.

"The right choice, I'd say!"

Hearing her say that, Chen Yansen put down his phone and replied seriously: "Don't argue stubbornly with your dad; ask Uncle Meng to pull some strings and send you to No. 1 High School to study alongside others; endure a year of hardship, and getting into a first-tier university won't be a problem."

Given Meng Jie's family conditions, it was impossible for her to attend No. 2 High School in the first place; the only reasonable explanation was that the girl had a stubborn temper and didn't want her dad to spend money pulling strings.

"If I repeat a year, then we'll... have a hard time meeting."

Meng Jie's words trailed off halfway, a flicker of conflict crossing her face; then she shifted her tone and phrased it differently.

"It doesn't matter; anyway, we have phones, so we can keep in touch anytime."

Chen Yansen narrowed his eyes, speaking with a smile, pretending not to catch the subtext in her words.

"Are you deliberately playing dumb?"

Meng Jie finally realized, her face tense, her small fists clenched tight, and she angrily demanded.

"You were the one playing dumb first; someone clearly lost the bet but insists on reneging."

Chen Yansen stared straight at Meng Jie.

Ever since he started pressing for payment a few days ago, the other party had been dodging him, which of course made him unhappy.

To dare to default on Chen Laoban's bill — that was really too much!

"You pervert! If you're going to look, then look faster!"

Meng Jie was stared at by him until she lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking. Suddenly, as if she had made up her mind, she abruptly rolled up her pant leg, revealing a stretch of snow-white stockings.

Meng Jie wasn't tall — at most about 1.56 meters, with a small frame.

But her body proportions were nothing short of superb; her calves were fair and slender, like a piece of carved ivory, radiating a soft, enchanting sheen.

Wearing stockings inside jeans — now that's a fancy trick!

"Can I try the feel?"

Chen Yansen's eyes lit up. The moment his words fell, before Meng Jie could answer, his hand had already reached out and touched her.

"N-no, you can't!"

Meng Jie shook her head and hurriedly pulled back one calf, but the warm touch in that instant still made her blush to her ears, her head going dizzy.

"Big Sis, want some shaved ice?"

Just as she was spinning, Wang Zihao came running back, carrying three bowls of shaved ice, giggling and laughing.

"Oh, thanks."

Meng Jie took the shaved ice in a fluster, picked up a spoon, and hurriedly started eating big mouthful after big mouthful.

She didn't dare lift her head to look into Chen Yansen's eyes, as if one more second of looking would make her explode on the spot.

"No need for thanks. By the way, what date are you planning to register?"

Wang Zihao took a loud 'sluuurp,' sucked in a huge mouthful of shaved ice, stuck out his tongue from the cold, and only after finally recovering did he turn his head and ask.

"I haven't decided yet — go to college or repeat a year?"

Meng Jie summoned her courage, glanced at Chen Yansen, and replied.

"No need to repeat. According to Uncle Meng's arrangements, you'll definitely enter a bank in the future. Around here, whether it's a key school, a first-tier, or a second-tier university, they're all undergraduate degrees with no real difference, so it won't affect your future promotions."

"Rather than wasting a year, better to enjoy the wonderful college life one step earlier."

Chen Yansen pointed at the ground beneath his feet and said in a stiff, formal tone — completely different from what he'd just said.

"Damned Chen Yansen! Before you touched my leg, you weren't saying this!"

Meng Jie's eyes shot fire as she cursed furiously in her heart.

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