Chapter 31: The Secret to Becoming Handsome in the Restroom!

Jiang Cheng picked up the camping tarp from the middle of the lawn, also taking two apples, and walked toward Su Manyao.

Seeing the counselor from his class run up to Su Manyao's side, say a few words, then leave.

Jiang Cheng walked over and curiously asked, "Just now my counselor came over—was there something?"

Su Manyao turned her head, glanced at what Jiang Cheng was holding, and said, "Nothing, I'm not familiar with him."

Jiang Cheng rubbed the apple in his hand against his clothing, handed it to Su Manyao, then flung the tarp open and began spreading the camping tarp.

Su Manyao's slender hand, adorned with sequined nails, held an apple, looked at it, picked one up and brought it to her mouth with a crisp bite.

The counselor who had just come to deliver the apples stared wide-eyed at this scene—Professor Su doesn't like eating apples, right??

She ate the apple without even peeling it?

But no one paid attention to his experience at that moment; Jiang Cheng had already spread the tarp, walked to the center and sat down, then said to Su Manyao, "Aren't you tired from standing so long? Come sit."

Su Manyao hesitated slightly with the apple in hand, walked over in her high heels; although she was used to wearing them, standing for a while had indeed made her feet sore.

She sat down beside Jiang Cheng and took another bite of the apple.

Jiang Cheng gazed at Su Manyao's profile, thinking about the lines of her cheek; even a sculpted work of art could not achieve such perfection as the woman before him.

"What are you looking at?"

Su Manyao didn't turn her head, her gaze still fixed on the distant mountaintop, eating the apple as she spoke.

Really cool.

Jiang Cheng thought, not knowing whether she herself realized how cool she was.

Or perhaps the Yujie was doing it on purpose, wanting to take the initiative.

But regardless of whether the older sister was doing it on purpose, Jiang Cheng felt he couldn't let the initiative slip away.

He simply said firmly:

"I'm looking at older sister."

"Can you hitch your skirt up a bit, older sister?"

"Huh?" Su Manyao turned her head to look at Jiang Cheng, still holding a piece of apple she had just bitten in her mouth, as if asking what he meant; Jiang Cheng met the Yujie's gaze, forcing himself to stay steady, not backing down.

"Didn't you say yesterday, let me look at you and not look at others?"

Su Manyao startled, took a deep breath, glared fiercely at Jiang Cheng, then turned her head to the side, giving Jiang Cheng a profile.

But those scallion-white fingers grabbed the hem of her skirt and pulled it up, revealing two sections of snow-white, well-proportioned calves.

Jiang Cheng's gaze swept over them twice, and he pressed his lips together, saying nothing.

Just now he really just wanted to touch the Yujie's aloof edge, but he didn't expect the Yujie to actually fulfill the little brother's small wish.

Just then, a round of applause and cheers suddenly came from behind them.

The two turned their heads.

As it turned out, near the middle of the lawn, many students had gathered together, forming a large circle, with someone in the middle holding a guitar and singing.

After all, half of the participants in this team-building event were from the Music Department; Jiang Cheng saw many bringing other students, as well as those carrying harmonicas, accordions, and various other instruments.

At this moment, while waiting for the barbecue, many small groups were gathered on the lawn singing and chatting, but the crowd in the central large circle was the largest and most lively.

"Alright, next, next."

"Who's next?"

The students surrounding the large circle were noisy.

Cui Ruifeng, wearing a shirt and holding a guitar, stood up and said, "I'll go."

He had just noticed Professor Su also looking over here; maybe if he went up to sing now, Professor Su would see him too.

A round of applause sounded, and Cui Ruifeng walked to the center, sitting on the wooden chair that had been prepared in advance.

He adjusted his posture somewhat nervously, lowering his head to look at the strings.

The prelude began.

The surrounding students quieted down.

Because of the distance, Cui Ruifeng's voice reaching Jiang Cheng and Su Manyao here was no longer very clear, but the two still listened quietly. Su Manyao turned her head to glance at Jiang Cheng's profile.

Not long after, Cui Ruifeng finished his song, and applause broke out.

A female student said, "Cui Ruifeng, what kind of broken guitar is this? The tone is so messy."

Immediately a male student chimed in, "This is the guitar Cui Ruifeng bought yesterday after hearing about the team-building event, purchased by Professor Su for three hundred yuan."

"Hahaha, three hundred yuan?"

"Cui Ruifeng, are you planning to use it just once?"

"No wonder the tone is so messy—this guitar only costs three hundred yuan, not even enough for a single private lesson."

Cui Ruifeng blushed, squeezed out an embarrassed smile, and returned to his seat.

Meanwhile, on Jiang Cheng's side, Su Manyao suddenly stood up and patted the skirt that was lifted by her petite perky butt.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Cheng asked.

He had just been studying the red nail polish on the Yujie's feet, wondering whether it was toxic or not, when the Yujie suddenly stood up.

Su Manyao said, "Nothing, I'm going to the restroom."

Jiang Cheng followed her, saying, "Perfect, let's go together."

They walked from the lawn, one after the other, toward a row of residential buildings nearby.

The surrounding students glanced over sideways.

The students in Jiang Cheng's class all widened their eyes.

"Isn't that the guy from our class named Jiang Cheng? Awesome, walking together with Professor Su!"

"What's the big deal? When you just arrived, you didn't see it—I was in the same car with them, and I saw Professor Su leaning on Jiang Cheng's shoulder, asleep!"

"Really or fake?"

"Professor Su leaned on Jiang Cheng's shoulder and fell asleep? In the photo that leaked from the school forum last time, that guy couldn't be Jiang Cheng, could he?"

"Impossible? That's Professor Su, after all—can you even date a professor?"

…

The washroom, left side is male, right side is female.

Jiang Cheng is quick at taking off his pants and putting them on, so he comes out before Su Manyao, standing at the mirror washing his hands while waiting for her.

After a moment, Su Manyao came out; she fixed her gaze on Jiang Cheng in the mirror and examined him seriously.

"Don't move." Su Manyao said.

Jiang Cheng looked at her, puzzled.

"What do you mean? I'm not moving—are you going to move?"

Su Manyao dipped her hand in water, then smeared it onto Jiang Cheng's hair, her fingers threading through his strands and combing upward.

After repeating this motion several times, Su Manyao took a serious look and seemed quite satisfied.

Next, she took a red small bottle from her bag, twisted open the cap, poured some white powder onto her hand, rubbed her hands together, then continued repeating the previous motion, combing Jiang Cheng's hair backward.

"All done."

After repeating this motion several more times, Su Manyao tidied up the unruly stray hairs and said.

Jiang Cheng turned to look at the mirror, his eyes widening instantly, and said: "Have you ever learned hairdressing? Just a few casual tweaks and the change is this huge?"

Just moments ago his hair was casually hanging down, not bad-looking, but now it's combed up, the texture clear, with a 3:7 part, yet it doesn't look particularly neat—rather, it looks casual.

This slight change filled his demeanor with unrestrained flair!

Su Manyao bent down to wash her hands, smiled, and said nothing.

Just her naturally aloof face made her smile appear aloof, giving off an aura that keeps people at a distance.

(End of chapter)