Senior Sister, Shut Up!

October 19th, noon.

Sun Yumeng, the class monitor of the first-year Accounting Class 2, came out of the counselor’s office and took out her phone to send a message in the class committee group chat.

After informing everyone about the counselor’s instruction, she tagged everyone in the chat.

[Sun Yumeng]: This afternoon, our class is playing in the first-year boys’ basketball finals. I will notify everyone in the class group later. Please encourage our classmates to go cheer for the boys.

[Wang Xin]: Okay, got it.

[Song Huanhuan]: Okay, got it.

…

Tsk. Sun Yumeng clicked her tongue as she looked at the chat history. It’s really a case of the husband sings while the wife follows. She even has to imitate the tone.

As Song Huanhuan’s roommate, they had gone to class, eaten, and returned to their dorm room together during the early days of the semester.

Thinking of this, she opened a private WeChat chat.

[Vinegar & Lemon]: Where are you, Huanhuan? Are you at the library with Wang Xin again?

[Clean Often]: Yeah~

[Vinegar & Lemon]: Are you going to the basketball game this afternoon?

[Clean Often]: Of course~ I’m going with Wang Xin later~

[Vinegar & Lemon]: I feel like you’re hopeless…

[Clean Often]: Yumeng, you don’t understand~

[Vinegar & Lemon]: So, are you two together? It’s been a while.

[Clean Often]: Not yet!

[Clean Often]: If he doesn’t get it soon, I plan to confess after the debate match tonight!

[Vinegar & Lemon]:

[Vinegar & Lemon]: If it works out, remember to get him to treat us to a feast.

[Clean Often]: Dream on. I won’t let him spend money on you guys.

[Vinegar & Lemon]: You really have no hope. You haven’t even succeeded yet, but you’re already turning your back on us.

[Clean Often]: Hmph~ We’re going to lunch now. Wanna join us?

[Vinegar & Lemon]: Haha, no thanks.

…

In Dormitory Building 25 of Jinde Commons, as noon approached, groups of girls began to head out for lunch.

Ding Ning was wearing a white T-shirt, loose-fitting pants, and white shoes. She was chatting and laughing with Pei Jue as they walked out of the dormitory.

The two of them were roommates to begin with. In addition, they were members of the same debate team and had shared their reading lists, so their relationship had gradually evolved into that of close friends.

The two planned to have lunch and then go to the library to borrow a discussion room for further debate preparations.

However, as soon as Ding Ning walked out of the dorm, she saw an electric scooter parked not far from the entrance.

Chen Haoshang, wearing a short-sleeved shirt and shorts, sat comfortably on the electric scooter. His tall, slender body was relaxed, with both feet on the ground as he waited quietly.

Perhaps because he was often exposed to the elements, his skin was slightly tanned, making his bright eyes stand out even more. Coupled with the unique coldness in his gaze, he immediately attracted the attention of many girls passing by.

But he paid no mind to their gazes. He simply waited quietly until Ding Ning walked out of the dormitory. Only then did he get off the scooter, stand beside it, and look at her.

“Hao-Haoshang?” Ding Ning was stunned when she saw him, thinking her eyes were playing tricks on her.

But the next moment, she hurriedly ran over. Just as she was about to reach Chen Haoshang, she suddenly stopped and nearly collided with him.

“How come you’re here?” Ding Ning asked with concern, feeling happy but also a bit shy because her roommate was right behind her. She clasped her small hands in front of her stomach and rubbed them nervously. “Don’t you have to work today?”

“I’m off today.” Being stared at by Ding Ning’s innocent eyes, Chen Haoshang looked away. As if he had rehearsed his lines, he said, “My roommate Jiang Miao has a basketball game this afternoon and a debate match tonight. I thought I’d go watch. Do you want to come?”

“Yes!” She nodded eagerly before realizing something. “Debate match?”

“Yeah.” Chen Haoshang looked down at the ground, avoiding eye contact with Ding Ning.

When she saw his reaction, a smile bloomed on her rosy face. Haoshang is still the same. He can’t look people in the eye when he lies.

Ding Ning smiled happily, feeling sweet inside at the thought that Chen Haoshang had come up with this excuse to watch her compete.

Pei Jue approached and asked with a curious and teasing tone. “Ningning, is he your boyfriend?”

“N-no!” Ding Ning turned as red as a tomato and waved her hands in denial. “He’s my high school classmate.”

“Hello, I’m Chen Haoshang.”

“Nice to meet you. I’m her roommate, Pei Jue.” Pei Jue smiled cheerfully. “Since you two are going on a date, I won’t disturb you~”

“Sister Jue!”

“Good luck, Ningning!” Pei Jue pumped her fist to cheer her on and slipped away with a grin. “I’ll go find Jia Tongxue and the others. Have fun with Chen Haoshang~”

Ding Ning stomped her feet in embarrassment. But when she saw Chen Haoshang already sitting on the electric scooter, she hurried over and clumsily climbed onto the back seat.

She sat astride behind him, her feet dangling in the air. After the electric scooter started, they swayed back and forth with the occasional acceleration and deceleration.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, she silently placed her hands on his waist and then moved them forward bit by bit.

Finally, her small hands found their way to his abdomen and felt the firmness of his muscles through his short-sleeved shirt.

So hard! Ding Ning blushed as she touched a few more times. Noticing that Chen Haoshang didn’t have much of a reaction, she grew bolder and pressed a bit harder.

“Is it nice to touch?” he asked calmly as they approached the cafeteria, startling her so much that her hands trembled. She blushed and buried her head against his back, turning into a camel with its head buried in the sand, not making a sound.

…

Room 412, Building 31, Xiuye Commons.

Xun Liang groggily woke up at noon. He sat up, rubbed his eyes, and lay back again.

He grabbed his phone and clicked on Ele.me, preparing to choose what he wanted to eat today.

Just as he was about to pay, he received a message on WeChat.

[Zhou Qin]: I’m at your school. Come out.

[Ranran’s Dog]: ???

[Zhou Qin]: Are you on campus or in your dorm? I’m coming to find you.

[Ranran’s Dog]: Didn’t you say you’d come once a month? Why are you here after less than half a month?

[Zhou Qin]: From your tone, is there a sixth one now?

[Ranran’s Dog]: … Haha.

[Zhou Qin]: I saw your post on WeChat that your basketball finals are this afternoon, so I came to take a look.

[Ranran’s Dog]: Isn’t Zijingang Campus far away?

[Zhou Qin]: It’s only a two-hour subway ride.

[Ranran’s Dog]: Okay, fine. I’m coming down. Come to the dorm.

Xun Liang let out a long sigh and lingered on his bed for a bit before reluctantly getting up.

But before heading out, he washed his face with cleanser, shaved his beard with a razor, and chose a less flashy outfit from his wardrobe.

After getting ready, he went back to the bathroom to style his hair in front of the mirror. Occasionally, he would splash some water from the faucet to smooth his hair.

Once satisfied with his appearance, he put on his sneakers and went out to see his sister, who was two years older than him.

…

In the Youth Association’s publicity department office.

Most of the members had gone out for lunch.

Only three people remained in the office.

Jiang Miao was sitting at Senior Sister’s desk, typing away on the writing software, working diligently under Su Huaizhou’s supervision.

Since he had a basketball game in the afternoon and a debate match in the evening, she was worried he might find an excuse to slack off and not write properly.

So she had dragged him out of his dorm early in the morning and brought him here to make sure he stayed focused on his writing and didn’t let his dear readers down.

Jiang Miao had written more than 4,500 words since he arrived at eight in the morning.

Although he was very tired, secretly touching Senior Sister’s thigh under the desk while the other members were working diligently was incredibly inspiring.

After writing 4,500 words, not only did he not feel sleepy, but he instead felt energetic and clear-headed.

The only issue was that it was too easy to get heady.

Jiang Miao finished writing the three chapters and exhaled deeply, feeling that his brain was a little swollen. He touched Senior Sister’s hand and suggested, “Senior Sister, let’s go eat?”

“Don’t worry. Keep going.” Su Huaizhou smiled as she gently squeezed his hand and placed it back on the keyboard. “I ordered delivery, so you can still write a bit longer.”

Jiang Miao: “…”

Is this the feeling of being drained dry by Senior Sister?

But it was different from what he had imagined!

If she were like this every day in the future, Jiang Miao felt that his married life would be filled with gloom.

Thinking about it this way, it was quite risky to marry a female reader.

When other readers said they would send blades or lock the author in a small dark room, they were just joking.

But if your own wife was a reader, then these words couldn’t be treated as a joke…

They could very well become a reality.

Imaging Senior Sister smiling while holding a small leather whip, Jiang Miao immediately felt a chill run down his spine. So scary. It’s better to write obediently.

“Yueyue, aren’t you going to have lunch?” Su Huaizhou looked at Qi Lianyue, who had yet to leave. “Do you want me to order something for you?”

“No need.” Qi Lianyue shook her head while staring at her monitor, processing some documents. “Zhao Lu said he’d bring me lunch.”

“Oh.” A gleam appeared in Su Huaizhou’s eyes as she said cheerfully, “Then can he help us pick up our delivery on the way?”

…

Ten minutes later, the door of the Youth Association’s publicity department office was pushed open.

Carrying three lunches, Zhao Lu looked like a diligent delivery man.

After placing Su Huaizhou’s and Jiang Miao’s meals on their desk, he walked back to Qi Lianyue’s side and said helplessly, “Sister Zhou, how is picking up delivery from the south gate on the way?”

“That’s why I asked Yueyue to tell you.” Su Huaizhou blinked. “If Yueyue asks you to go, no matter how far it is, it’s on your way, right?”

Instead of Zhao Lu blushing, it was Qi Lianyue, who had been silent all this time, who turned red.

She glanced at Zhao Lu and happened to meet his smiling gaze. She immediately turned away guiltily, avoiding the overly intense stare.

“My dear secretary, let’s eat.” Zhao Lu placed the lunch he had bought in front of Qi Lianyue, carefully removed the lids from the boxes one by one, and handed her the chopsticks.

When Qi Lianyue accepted the chopsticks, she heard Su Huaizhou’s tongue make a clicking sound across from her. Annoyed, she immediately glared at her.

Then she saw her feed a piece of stir-fried pork to Junior Brother and then open her mouth wide for him to feed her in return.

Just looking at them made Qi Lianyue feel so sickly sweet that goosebumps rose on her arms.

“What’s wrong?” Zhao Lu sat down beside her and looked at her. He smiled and asked teasingly, “Do you want me to feed you too?”

Qi Lianyue glanced at him and spat out, “Get lost.”

Then she moved her chopsticks and started eating lunch.

But under the desk, Zhao Lu had already secretly held her left hand and played with it in his palm.

“Have you arranged the afternoon volunteer activities? What are you working on now?” Zhao Lu asked while looking at Qi Lianyue’s monitor.

“Next Saturday, there’s a hiking event by Qiantang River to promote environmental protection,” Qi Lianyue said while eating. “This week’s promotions are already done, and the news center is coordinating the next steps.”

The Youth Association of the School of Business could be regarded as a two-tiered organization.

The upper tier consisted of seven people: one president and six vice presidents. The lower tier included ten departments, of which the publicity department was one.

Each vice president was in charge of one or two departments, overseeing the tasks of departments under them while maintaining communication with the other vice presidents.

As one of the six vice presidents, Zhao Lu was in charge of the publicity department and the news center, so he was checking in on the department’s current status.

“I’ve handed in my work for today. I have some business with Jiang Miao in the afternoon, so we’ll leave soon,” Su Huaizhou said mid-meal to the pair across from her. “See you at the debate match tonight~”

“Ah, the debate match~ It’s between your two teams tonight.” Zhao Lu suddenly remembered, stretching and resting his hands behind his head. Then he froze for a moment before sitting up straight and asking, “Wait, am I a judge?”

“Are you a goldfish?” Qi Lianyue looked at him like he was a fool. “You’re the head judge of the three judges. Don’t tell me you forgot.”

“Of course not.” Zhao Lu scratched his head with an awkward laugh before changing the topic. “Then, Yueyue, doesn’t that mean you’re guaranteed to win? I’ll definitely favor your team.”

“Hah.” Qi Lianyue didn’t believe him for a second.

Zhao Lu was the kind of person who seldom prioritized matters directly concerning his own interests. But when it came to other people’s issues, he always handled them with exceptional responsibility.

It was this kind of character—being unusually lazy about his own affairs but surprisingly responsible with others’—that always inexplicably attracted Qi Lianyue’s attention.

Meanwhile, after Jiang Miao finished his meal, Senior Sister pressed his hands on the keyboard with a smile.

He sighed and could only continue writing.

By one o’clock in the afternoon, he had completed the fourth chapter of the day.

6,000 words!

It was only just past 1 p.m.!

Is this the power of Senior Sister? Jiang Miao collapsed in his chair, feeling that his mind was already empty.

But suddenly, he felt a soft kiss land on his cheek.

A pair of soft, fragrant lips touched the side of his face, planting a sweet kiss.

When Jiang Miao reacted and turned to look at Senior Sister, he found that she was already holding her phone, acting as if nothing had happened.

Then he received a WeChat message.

[Zhouzhou Loves Congee]: Don’t overthink. I’m just rewarding you for your hard work.

Jiang Miao blinked and felt alive again.

It’s over. I’m completely under Senior Sister’s control.

I’m really going to be drained dry…

Thinking of this, he typed a message in reply.

[Miaomiao is Deep in Thought]: Senior Sister, you’ve worked hard today too. How about I reward you as well?

[Zhouzhou Loves Congee]: Get lost!

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