novelraw Chapter 30
Chapter 30
30. Is This Manga of Yours Decent?
"You should still call me Meng Lian. Class Monitor or whatever, that's too formal."
Meng Lian winked at Gabriel. "Aren't we friends?"
Aren't we friends...
Gabriel's little heart pounded wildly. To be honest, she actually felt a bit charmed.
Lili: "Phoeby, Phoeby, Meng Lian actually said I'm her friend! Aaaaaah, do you think I have a chance?"
Taking advantage of a moment when Meng Lian looked down at her phone, Gabriel hurriedly messaged Phoeby.
Little Phoeby: "..."
Little Phoeby: "Lili, act normal. If she really just treats you as a friend, then you really have no chance. Remember, your ultimate goal is to be her girlfriend, not her friend!"
What's the difference?
Gabriel was a bit confused.
Lili: "I'm a girl myself. If I become Meng Lian's friend, doesn't that make me her girlfriend?"
Seeing this, Phoeby rolled her eyes.
Impossible. Absolutely impossible to lead this one.
Little Phoeby: "Friend and girlfriend are two completely different things. Girlfriends can do intimate things together, but friends can't!"
Seeing that girlfriends could do intimate things, Gabriel's face instantly turned red, because these past few days, she kept dreaming about doing lewd things with Meng Lian.
Added to that, knowing Meng Lian was the Class Monitor, her little brain actually conjured up an image of herself pinning Meng Lian underneath her, calling her Class Monitor while admiring her shy expression.
Little Phoeby: "Okay, listen to me. Next you just need to do this..."
Meng Lian nearby didn't notice Gabriel's flushed face. She was currently browsing the group files of a newly joined chat.
This was a group Bai Wei had pulled her into, a chat for class officers from all Year 1 classes. The group files happened to contain documents about Student Council recruitment.
Every year there were two Student Council recruitment periods, one in a month and another probably next semester.
Student Council recruitment wasn't limited by grade, but there would be assessments. Those with excellent grades or experience as class officers would have an advantage.
And coincidentally, one week before the Student Council recruitment in a month, Year 1 would have a monthly exam. For Year 1 students wanting to enter the Student Council, the results of this exam would be crucial.
Meng Lian flipped through the files and quickly finished reading. When she exited, she was surprised to find she had been pulled into another small group.
Year 1 Worker Bees Group.
Group Announcement: There are no teachers in this group. Fellow students can exchange work experiences without any reservations.
The person who pulled Meng Lian in was someone she didn't know. There were about a hundred people in the group, a bit few, but they were still in the entrance exam period and class officers for each class might not have all been selected yet, so having only this many people was perfectly reasonable.
The Worker Bees group was very lively. As soon as Meng Lian entered, she was mentioned and asked to post a photo.
Class 11 Big Worker Bee: "Welcome to the group. Newbie please post a photo @Lian"
Class 32 Pure Love God: "Welcome to the group. Newbie please post a photo @Lian"
Class 1 All Are My Harem: "Welcome to the group. Newbie please post a photo @Lian"
"..."
Meng Lian scrolled up through the chat history and found that newbies posting photos seemed to be a tradition.
After thinking for a moment, she sent her photo up.
Class 3 Little Poor Thing: [Image]
Anyway, she was the Class 3 Class Monitor now. These people would all get to know her eventually. Being shy about it would only seem petty.
Meng Lian posted the photo of herself in the new dress Modu had bought her yesterday. Unexpectedly, once the photo was posted, it was like poking a hornet's nest. All the lurkers stopped lurking, and heart-eye emojis flew everywhere.
Class 11 Big Worker Bee: "Class 3 Class Monitor is that stacked? (drool)"
Class 1 All Are My Harem: "Ha, ha, is it too late for me to join Class 3 now?"
Class 6 Good Fortune: "The nights are long, and one can get lonely. I mean, wanna hook up? @Class 3 Little Poor Thing"
"..."
Hey, hey, did something weird get mixed in there?
Meng Lian looked at these clowns. These were class officers from various classes. Was it really okay to be this abstract?
Meng Lian posted a photo out of respect for tradition, then immediately played dead. The Worker Bees group's topic gradually shifted away from Meng Lian and started chatting about other things.
Seeing that she couldn't participate in their topics at all, Meng Lian turned off her phone.
Only then did she realize that, without noticing, they had arrived at the Witch Academy.
"Ah, sorry. I got so caught up in chatting I forgot."
Realizing Gabriel was still beside her, Meng Lian felt apologetic.
Gabriel, who had been chatting with someone with a flushed face, heard Meng Lian's words and hurriedly put away her phone, a trace of panic flashing across her face.
"Haha, it's fine. I was chatting with Phoeby just now too."
Mentioning Phoeby, Meng Lian thought of that elf, that suspected narcissist. She was usually inseparable from Gabriel, but unexpectedly she was nowhere to be seen today.
"Did Phoeby find a job then? Should we keep an eye out for her today?"
She was the Class Monitor now. Helping classmates find jobs should be within her duties, right?
"Well... Phoeby doesn't need a job."
A look of admiration appeared on Gabriel's face. "She used to be a manga artist. A few days ago, a senior witch sister was her fan, signed her, and even paid off her debt."
Manga artist?
That made sense. The elf tribe were natural artists. Almost every elf was skilled in painting, music, and other arts. It was normal for Phoeby to be a manga artist.
She just didn't know what her manga was about. Meng Lian liked reading manga too, so Gabriel mentioning this piqued her interest.
"What's the name of Phoeby's work? Can I take a look?"
"I'm not too sure either. She said her previous manga got cut, and then after being signed by the Senior Sister, she started a new one. I think it's called..."
Gabriel's face was full of confusion at this point. "If I remember correctly, I think it's called something like 'One Hundred Narcissus Poses of the Elf Lady'."
Meng Lian: ?
Is this manga of yours even decent?
Looking at Gabriel's confused expression, Meng Lian hesitated, then asked tentatively, "Do... you know what narcissus means?"
"Isn't narcissus a flower? Isn't Phoeby drawing a manga about cultivating narcissus flowers?"
Gabriel was actually a bit confused too, because according to Phoeby, her new manga was quite popular. But she really didn't expect a manga about how to cultivate narcissus flowers to be so popular among witches.
Gabriel had always had a stereotypical impression of witches, thinking they were extremely selfish, without any moral or ethical constraints, completely following their own desires, unable to walk when they saw a pretty girl, their little butterflies controlling their brains.
But Phoeby's manga being a hit made Gabriel sigh with emotion. It seemed there were also refined, elegant, and high-minded people among witches with good taste.
"Haha, yes, it really is about cultivating narcissus flowers, haha..."
Seeing that Gabriel really didn't understand anything, Meng Lian truly didn't want to pollute Gabriel's innocent soul.
Sigh. Sometimes, it was better not to know some things.