novelraw Chapter 130 : Instructor Jiang: Dress Sharp, Don’t Lose Face
Chapter 130 : Instructor Jiang: Dress Sharp, Don’t Lose Face
Chapter 130: Instructor Jiang: Dress Sharp, Don’t Lose Face
Sichuan Girl had her own unique sense of aesthetics when it came to the opposite sex. If not for his own conditions being insufficient, when he transformed into Li Shiya, he would have wanted to lean toward the alluring type too.
Although the two of them only saw Liu Rushuang’s side profile, Sichuan Girl’s sharp eyes still noticed important details. He just knew Lin Mo’s taste couldn’t possibly change so quickly.
Back when they first met Miss Yuan, both of them thought Lin Mo was living off a woman. But after spending some time together, their doubts were dispelled. No other reason—because the way those two interacted didn’t resemble a couple at all. If anything, they looked more like buddies.
They had even assumed by now that the watch on Lin Mo’s wrist was a gift from Miss Yuan. After all, she was a real rich woman. A watch worth a few hundred thousand was nothing for someone who drove a McLaren—was she really going to care about that little bit of money?
But unexpectedly, there was yet another rich woman. Although her car wasn’t a McLaren-level sports car, it was still worth over a million. Most importantly, when the two parted ways, the stench of romance was pure and unmistakable.
Sichuan Girl declared that if nothing was going on between those two, then he would streak on the spot as Li Shiya!
Lin Mo didn’t plan on heading to Chengyue Community to find Sichuan Girl and Wang Chu. He intended to return to the dorm first to change clothes. Over the past two days, although he had brought a change of clothes, the hot weather made his body accumulate sweat. At his cousin’s place, showering was inconvenient, let alone doing laundry.
The washing machine was full of his cousin and Liu Rushuang’s clothes. For the past two days, he didn’t even dare to take their intimate clothing out to the balcony to dry.
No matter that he was their cousin, he was already grown up. Some things had to be avoided. As for Liu Rushuang—she was all talk. If it came to reality, she would be the first one to bolt.
So even if nothing had happened at school today, he had still wanted to come back. Staying there might look fine, but in truth, it was rather inconvenient.
Besides, Liu Rushuang’s condition had already improved. Once her period ended in a day or two, her stomach wouldn’t hurt at all.
The only reason she still clung to him for massages was because she had gotten hooked on the comfort. The professional techniques of a massage therapist—anyone who tried it knew just how comfortable it was.
Even so, in the next couple of days, he would still have to go back once, just to return the money.
Carrying his change of clothes and a copybook for practicing calligraphy, Lin Mo stepped through the back gate of the school, heading toward the dormitory.
But before he could take more than two steps, both his arms were suddenly grabbed. Lin Mo looked closely.
Wang Chu: →_→
Sichuan Girl: ←_←
Lin Mo: .
“You two sick in the head or something? Sneaking around like ghosts in broad daylight—you trying to scare someone to death?”
One on each side held onto his arms. If Sichuan Girl had been taller—say, if Old Zhao were here—in that case, Lin Mo’s feet would almost be dangling in the air.
Hearing this, neither of them answered. They only gave a cold laugh and forcefully dragged Lin Mo back into the dormitory.
Wang Chu: “Spill it. Who’s that woman? Since when did you two start hooking up?”
Sichuan Girl: “And you told us you were staying at your cousin’s these past two days. Looks more like you were waging guerrilla warfare underground, huh?”
At this, Lin Mo rolled his eyes hard. Guerrilla warfare underground—what kind of insane phrasing was that?
“I already told you about her, didn’t I?”
“When? When did you ever say that?” Sichuan Girl asked doubtfully.
Lin Mo gave a cold laugh: “When you transformed into Li Shiya, didn’t I already tell you about an empress on par with you—the mighty Rushuang Empress? That’s her.”
“Liu Rushuang? What nonsense are you spouting? Who would actually be named that nowadays?” Sichuan Girl refused to believe it.
After all, that name was most commonly used for vicious female side characters in novels. Who in real life would be called Liu Rushuang?
But that kind of thinking was exactly what misled people. What was so strange about it? There were even people in Honor of Kings using that name.
Young parents these days were all first-timers. It wasn’t surprising for them to give their children all sorts of strange names. One celebrity even named his child Wu Suowei (which literally meant “Doesn’t Matter”).
Besides, the bad reputation of the name Liu Rushuang only appeared in recent years. In the past, it carried no such connotations. For example, take the name Wang Gang—how strong it once sounded, but now it just reminded people of a cross-dresser.
Lin Mo spread his hands: “When I say it, you don’t listen. When you hear it, you don’t believe. What am I supposed to do?”
“What’s so hard about that? Call her over and let’s all have a meal together. You’ve got a girlfriend and don’t even let your bros meet her?” Wang Chu urged.
Lin Mo gave him a sidelong glance: “Funny, I heard someone couldn’t stand to see a girl in trouble and even wanted to kindly remind her. Chuanzi, what do you call that kind of behavior again?”
Sichuan Girl: “Pillar of the new century, mascot of the workplace; evergreen of the chuuni world, the biggest clown in Joker; VIP client of sedatives, top leader of lunatics.
In short—trash!”
Wang Chu: .
Lin Mo clapped enthusiastically. He had to admit—when it came to roasting people, Sichuan Girl was the most enjoyable to watch. Skill maxed out, and he didn’t even need to use curse words.
Miss Yuan, on the other hand, opened fire instantly. Although her swearing was satisfying, it lacked refinement. Not nearly as entertaining as Sichuan Girl.
“Well, didn’t I end up not warning her? Anyway, while you were gone these past two days, there’s been some developments.” Wang Chu forcibly changed the subject.
Lin Mo grew interested: “Tell me.”
“Pretty much as we predicted. Seems like it really was Zhou Yong leading a few others to stir things up. I heard he’s already been called in by Uncle with the Hat. His position as student council president has been revoked. No official notice yet, but it looks finalized. Only…the outcome isn’t what Zhao Tingting wanted.”
Sichuan Girl spoke up, briefly summarizing what had happened at school while Lin Mo was away.
“What, there’s some kind of twist?” Lin Mo asked in puzzlement.
Wasn’t this kind of thing simple? Find the instigator, have him apologize, the school issues punishment, and if it counted as a crime, Uncle with the Hat handled it. What else could there be?
“No twist. Just that the result didn’t match Zhao Tingting’s demand to clear her name and severely punish the other side.
Because almost everything Zhou Yong posted was true, it didn’t qualify as slander. At most it was a case of leaking personal information and causing negative impact.
And because of this, more and more of her backup boys popped out to speak up.
Some showed transfer records, others showed flirty chat screenshots. Two alumni even shared their entire experiences of being strung along—sending endless gifts and red packets, only to receive the same final line: ‘I think you’re a good person, I’ve always treated you like a brother.’ Word for word, they got the same brush-off. Practically brothers in misery.”
“Now the culprit has been identified, but her reputation is even worse.”
Sichuan Girl sat on his chair, sighing while throwing a teasing look at Wang Chu, as if to say: You’re one of them too.
“Damn it, I was just testing the waters. Doesn’t count as being strung along, right?” Wang Chu protested, unwilling to admit he qualified as a backup boy.
Hearing this, Lin Mo and Sichuan Girl both looked at him with disdain. Who was it that had liked her for three years? Now that she had collapsed, he wanted to argue his way out? Too late!
“By the way, why aren’t you out doing makeup, filming material, or streaming today?” Lin Mo asked Sichuan Girl, who looked unusually relaxed.
At that, Sichuan Girl instantly flared up: “You’ve got the nerve to ask? Wang Chu and I worked our asses off filming and editing, and I even had to endure being teased by male and female streamers alike. And what happened? My most popular videos combined don’t even come close to the views of that random clip of you.
She’s blowing up with fans. If I had known you could appear on camera, I would’ve filmed you myself. We could’ve formed a CP duo. Guaranteed viral!”
As someone doing media, he couldn’t get traction, while Lin Mo—a complete amateur—suddenly went viral. It made Li Shiya lose all motivation.
Especially since Lin Mo was his roommate. If that video had been uploaded by him, his followers would have increased by at least a million.
“Save it. When you’re ready to expose your true identity as Li Chuan, I’ll cameo for you. But as for pairing up in a CP? Forget it.” Lin Mo waved him off with a laugh.
Hearing this, Sichuan Girl’s face fell instantly. That was the biggest problem. If Lin Mo appeared in his videos, his identity would inevitably be exposed.
Watching a flood of traffic right next to him, yet unable to touch it—Sichuan Girl wanted to die.
“Anyway, why are you back today? Don’t tell me it’s a case of a young man overindulging and draining himself dry?” Sichuan Girl sighed, steering the topic back.
Compared to unreachable internet fame, gossiping about his roommate seemed more reliable.
“Get lost. We’re just friends. If we were really dating, would I hide it? As for why I came back—it’s because that rescue incident went viral. The counselor told me there’s a commendation today, plus a media interview. She told me not to wander off.”
For something like this, he didn’t see the need to hide it. They would know soon enough.
“What? Even a media interview? Damn you, I can’t stand this!” Sichuan Girl wailed in anguish.
That was the difference between people. Lin Mo’s cousin valued honor, he valued prize money, while Sichuan Girl cared most about media exposure.
Wang Chu, however, wasn’t jealous. He just congratulated him: “Nice going, Old Mo. After three ordinary years, you finally stood up just before graduation. The school’s even commending you. But wait—when did you learn to operate an excavator? Why didn’t you ever mention it?”
That Lin Mo knew how to operate an excavator—on the internet it wasn’t much. But among his close friends, it was shocking.
After all, they had known each other for years. Everyone knew each other’s abilities. And now suddenly he pulled a new skill out of nowhere. Who wouldn’t be surprised?
“Come on, this thing is as easy as having hands, isn’t it?” Lin Mo boasted.
He had to make up excuses for others, but for these two, he couldn’t even be bothered to lie.
Luckily, his appearance had changed drastically. Otherwise, if his parents saw him online, he’d have no way to explain how he knew how to drive an excavator.
Just then, Wang Chu’s phone buzzed. He glanced at it and said: “Hey, the Class Monitor says there’s a session of Current Affairs and Policies. She asked if we’d go. And if we do, she wants us to help organize some forms from the counselor. She says she’ll treat us to lunch afterward.”
Hearing this, Lin Mo and Sichuan Girl instinctively pulled out their phones—no message from the Class Monitor.
“Really? Did she invite our whole dorm, or just you?” Lin Mo asked.
Scratching his head, Wang Chu said: “Well, I figured it’d be boring to go alone. Why not together?”
“Nope, I’m too lazy.” Sichuan Girl rejected immediately.
Lin Mo also shook his head: “Not interested. The Class Monitor didn’t message me anyway. You go yourself.”
Hearing their shameless refusals, Wang Chu raised his middle finger: “Damn, so it’s ‘better you than me,’ huh? Fine, I’ll go alone!”
With that, Wang Chu checked the time, said goodbye, and left the dorm.
As soon as the door closed, Lin Mo and Sichuan Girl exchanged a knowing glance. Both their expressions showed surprise.
“You noticed too?” Lin Mo raised his brows with a smile.
Sichuan Girl spat dismissively: “You think I’m blind? While you were away, the Class Monitor invited Wang Chu out almost every day—for this or that. And Wang Chu the idiot hasn’t noticed a thing.
Should we remind him?”
Lin Mo wasn’t the only sharp one in the dorm—Sichuan Girl had noticed too.
“No need. When it comes to relationships, it’s best not to meddle. If we mess around, it’s one thing for Wang Chu. But what about the Class Monitor, a girl? If things don’t work out, how would she feel?” Lin Mo shook his head.
The main thing was, Wang Chu had just seen his three-year goddess fall. To immediately push him into another relationship—who knew how he’d react?
Better than poking holes, it was best to let the two of them handle it.
If there was fate, they’d end up together. If not, then it was destined.
Sichuan Girl nodded, agreeing with him.
Just then, Lin Mo’s phone rang. It was their counselor, Jiang Tao.
“Hello, Lin Mo? You’re on campus, right?”
“Yes, Instructor Jiang, I’m here.”
“Then come over to the small auditorium at Building 16. Dress sharp, don’t lose face!”
Lin Mo: .