Chapter 307: You Look So Pretty Today

"You look so pretty today." The girl helping with makeup sighed admiringly. "Is... is that so?" She gazed at the pretty face in the mirror, her shoulders unconsciously rising slightly.

Chen Yunyun's face was a complete mismatch with her current personality.

Her looks were the lively "white moonlight" type that all boys would like, a pair of fox eyes that could see through longing from seven or eight desks away, playful and mischievous.

One smile came with a soul-snatching effect built in.

The kind of girl who, when she flopped down on your desk, her fluffy soft hair would fall down with her. Like spring willows, gradually spreading across the entire desk.

【I was just watching you spacing out. Bad mood?】

Her captivating eyes were rarer than an extinct genuine article, and one sentence could pierce through an ordinary male high-schooler's entire youth.

The girl looked at Chen Yunyun. The girl was still cheerful, yet much more composed than before. As if she had gained a few worries, like she had entered puberty overnight.

There were changes, but not many.

"Why are you suddenly not confident?" The girl gave Chen Yunyun a carefree slap and probed, "It couldn't be... you're dating someone?"

"No." Chen Yunyun let out a soft sigh.

She wanted to date, but had no chance.

If the other person was taken by another girl, at least it would prove they had a need for romance. But the reality was, the other person didn't seem to have that intention either.

The girl thought it over again and again, then said carefully.

"Stealing someone else's boyfriend isn't moral. If you tell me everything, then pretend I never said anything. I'll support you all the way."

Chen Yunyun broke out in a cold sweat and shook her head again.

"What are you saying, it's not what you think."

"Oh, I get it." The girl once again unleashed her wild imagination, brainstorm mode activated. "Nantong ge, right? That's tough."

"Careful you end up drawing water in a bamboo basket, all for nothing, and wind up as a tongqi in the end."

Chen Yunyun couldn't hold it together anymore and turned to look at the friend doing her makeup.

"None of that, totally normal."

"Then what is it?" The girl was baffled.

Is the gender an armed helicopter, a Walmart shopping bag, or Liushen Floral Water?

Thud— the half-closed dorm door was pushed open.

"Yunyun!!" Wang Yuhe burst in, her face full of excitement as she scooted over to her side, stuck out her face and gestured, "Smell me, do I smell good?"

"Mm, fragrant." She caught a whiff of Dabao scent.

Wang Yuhe's face also had light makeup on, and her originally cute, pretty face looked even more delicate.

"Guess where I put the Dabao?"

"Behind the ears?"

"You even know that?" Wang Yuhe was utterly shocked, her eyes Ye Yanqing bulging wide, then she asked again, "Want some?

Chen Yunyun originally wanted to refuse, after all it was almost time. After all, they were about to head to the classroom to carry stools, otherwise they'd miss roll call.

The coming-of-age ceremony began, with the classic leaders' speech.

But the words at the tip of her tongue naturally turned into "okay."

It wasn't that she liked coaxing Wang Yuhe, she just felt rubbing some on didn't matter. Subconsciously, she felt that perhaps a certain someone would be curious about this scent.

"Great, I'll help you put it on." Wang Yuhe instantly became excited.

"Is it starting?"

"The broadcast already went off, we should be carrying stools." Chen Yunyun hurried along, leading Wang Yuhe on a jog.

The floor above had already started carrying stools down. Luckily, they moved by floor. When the two girls went upstairs, the third floor and above hadn't moved yet, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

Both girls had jackets draped over their shoulders, slowed their pace, and stuck close to the wall as they went up the stairs.

Nine o'clock, sunlight scattered in through the stairwell.

Another bright sunny day.

In the classroom.

After Zhou Yuting entered the class wearing a qipao, the people in the classroom were stunned at first. Then the whole place erupted, as if both boys and girls were shouting.

"Holy shit!! Qipao!"

"Really looks great!"

She was naturally suited for a qipao, slim-figured, with a pair of classical apricot eyes. Her pupils were dark and bright, and when she looked at someone, ripples flowed through her eyes.

Jiang Nian had fallen for a scammer's trick just like this back in the day.

For boys, makeup was only the skin; the eyes were the core equipment. The definition of pretty was vague, but basically all of them had descriptions of the eyes.

Yu Zhiyi was wearing a dress. She hesitated for a moment, then took the opportunity to undo it as well. Instantly, she was breathtakingly beautiful, causing a sensation far greater than Zhou Yuting's.

Cuteness is worth nothing in front of sexiness.

The heavy lapels seemed as if they would break free of their restraints the next second. A waist one could barely grasp, the skirt gathered at the back of the hips into a plump curve.

Hips like a Mid-Autumn jade plate, impossible to look away from.

The boys, on the contrary, became proper. They didn't look much, just deliberately avoided mentioning the word "sexy." Suddenly horsing around with friends, acting all bashful.

"Holy shit, this outfit looks really good."

"Yeah yeah, like someone already working."

"Look over there."

"What?"

The boy seized the chance, directly locked his friend in a headlock. Slam— pinned him down on the desk. The friend looked blank, until in the upside-down world he saw Yu Zhiyi passing by.

His heart instantly jolted, thinking, damn you to hell!

Yu Zhiyi didn't distribute any attention to the boys, but looked toward the sixth group. A glance swept past— Wu Jungu didn't react, Jiang Nian was doing problems.

She could guess the former's reaction, and didn't really care anymore.

The latter's reaction, on the other hand, she could barely hold it together. It wasn't deliberate seduction, just the kind of unspoken chemistry you'd have in a game, only to discover your duo partner was grinding levels.

Didn't even look at the new skin, just focused on leveling.

Bro, you.....

Actually, Yu Zhiyi had long known what clothes Jiang Nian and the others would wear today. Li Hua, that show-off, would have loved to stand on the podium and do a full 360-degree display of his trench coat...... it wasn't even on her aesthetic radar, she even thought it was a bit chuunibyou.

Quite a few people in the class had changed clothes. Most of the boys wore small suits. The girls leaned toward skirts, all sorts of styles.

The weather was actually a bit cold, but today was a bright sunny day. If the event dragged on past ten-thirty, on the sunlit playground,

wearing a skirt wouldn't matter.

As long as you didn't stay long in the shade, and kept standing under the sun, it was fine.

Probably because it wasn't time yet, the class was already getting restless, someone had dragged out stools. Jiang Nian still hadn't changed clothes, still hunched over his desk working on problems.

Yu Zhiyi stole a glance at Zhang Ningzhi, her gaze sweeping over her face. Instantly a wave of defeat washed over her, she silently looked away. People really can't be compared.

But she was the type brimming with confidence, so in no time she tossed the small setback out of her mind.

Pretty, after all, isn't defined by just one standard.

As she was thinking this, she heard an exclamation from the doorway. Before she could turn around, a wave of voices came from outside the classroom, "Class president, that outfit looks so pretty!"

"Class president looks so pretty!"

"Isn't that obvious? I have to go see too."

"What kind of skirt is that?"

"A horse-face skirt, it's a kind of....... wait, why is Cai Xiang also wearing that outfit?"

Yu Zhiyi looked toward the doorway. Actually, it wasn't just Cai Xiaoqing. The one in front was Nie Qiqi, wearing a horse-face skirt, shoving aside the boy at the door, "Don't block granny's way!"

"Where did this middle-schooler come from?"

"Scram!"

Nie Qiqi was extremely domineering, forcibly clearing a path, and did have a few hints of heroic flair. But once Cai Xiaoqing and Li Qingrong appeared behind her, it was like a fox borrowing the tiger's menace.

Cai Xiaoqing was a bit helpless, pretended not to know Nie Qiqi, and walked up to the podium.

"For the coming-of-age ceremony we need to carry stools down to the playground for the assembly, the third floor still hasn't finished leaving. Everyone please be patient, girls remember to bring a jacket down."

"Discipline committee, the sun's blazing out there, why do we need to bring a jacket?"

"The spot where our class gathers probably won't get sun in front." Cai Xiaoqing explained helplessly, "The boys' spot is further back, they can bring one too."

Most people weren't listening to Cai Xiaoqing, their gazes fixed intently on the classroom doorway.

Li Qingrong stood there against the sunlight, her high ponytail thick and elegant. A face white as snow under the eaves, white on top and black below, her bearing even more ethereal and otherworldly.

Several boys in the class were stunned, looking dazed.

Jiang Nian also raised his head, a smile appearing on his face.

Finished the sixth test paper, this lord's starting the seventh! Ye's Chapter Seven, I'll borrow some earphones later and listen to this song while the leader gives the speech.

In his happiness, he glanced at Zhizhi and found she was also working on problems. Beneath her down jacket, the ancient-style skirt hem swayed, like a warm-toned ruqun.

Originally they'd agreed in the hallway, once in the classroom she'd let him see.

But once they got to the classroom, Zhang Ningzhi suddenly changed her mind. Shyly wrapped in her clothes, it was just a skirt after all, but she stubbornly dragged things out and wouldn't let him see.

Insisted that the motion was too lewd, said she'd let him see when they went down later.

So, Jiang Nian had no choice but to take matters into his own hands.

In the midst of their roughhousing, he casually felt the fabric, and to tell the truth, the material felt quite soft.

He heard the voices from the doorway, curiously turned to look. His gaze passed through the fine dust, and happened to meet Li Qingrong's eyes.

Jiang Nian had already seen the class president's outfit before.

SVIP, straight-up early access.

But seeing it on a phone was stunning, seeing it in person was another layer of stunning altogether. Cool as jade, yet with an added touch of liveliness, hard to put into words.

Before he could savor it, the big one arrived.

"Morning!"

Yang Qiming arrived at the class doorway, bringing with him a chorus of gasps from the hallway and the boys' "wocao wocao," along with dragging along a tiny oddball, Huang Cailang.

The girls in the class were dumbfounded, the boys froze for a second, then immediately started repeating "holy crap holy crap." One by one they scrambled forward, Jiang Nian wasn't exempt either, running over to crowd around like he'd spotted treasure,

"Wocao wocao!!"

Li Hua, who had been dismissive yesterday, today ran straight up to Yang Qiming to beg.

"Bro, let me wear it when you're done."

The crowd wasn't just from Class Three, there were people from neighboring Class Two too. There were basically no class boundaries anymore, they just charged straight into the Class Three classroom.

"Damn, this badass?"

"Ridiculous, should've worn my Emperor Armor if I'd known."

"You really have one?"

"Yeah, my dad bought it."

Jiang Nian was squeezed to the side by the crowd, a stumble sent him lunging outward. He sprawled in front of the podium, and found himself infinitely close to Li Qingrong.

She didn't dodge either, a pair of eyes calmly watching Jiang Nian, as if waiting for something.

Jiang Nian immediately caught on, smiled at her, and praised.

"You look really pretty today."

Hearing this, Li Qingrong nodded.

"Mm."