The school beauty is aloof? Whatever, she has a younger sister.

Chapter 11 Seemingly sweet on the surface, but secretly savory inside.

"By the way, were my math notes helpful to you?" Chu Youting asked softly, her eyes filled with anticipation.

"It helps, of course it helps."

Zhang Muchen coughed lightly and quickly shoveled down a couple of mouthfuls of rice. He had no intention of looking at Chu Youting's notes. The notes were merely a pretext for the two of them to meet frequently.

Chu Youting wasn't so calculating. After hearing Zhang Muchen's answer, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, as if she was a little happy.

"So how are your grades now?" Chu Youting asked.

"It's so-so, my goal is just to get into an ordinary university."

"And what about you?" Zhang Muchen countered, "How are your grades?"

"It's just so-so, not as good as my sister's." Chu Youting lowered her head and sipped the soup, her tone very modest.

"Tell me in detail, what scores did you get on this mock exam?" Zhang Muchen pressed.

"Um, I got 140 in math, 135 in Chinese, and 120 in English," Chu Youting recalled earnestly. "I chose the science stream and got 270 points."

"Good heavens!" Zhang Muchen nearly slammed his chopsticks on the table. "You call this 'average'? This is definitely Zhejiang University level!"

Chu Youting lowered her head, somewhat shyly, "What about you? Tell me too."

Zhang Muchen touched his nose, a little embarrassed: "Well... I got 149 in English, 40 in Math, 110 in Chinese, and 240 in Dali. That's enough to get into an ordinary undergraduate university."

Chu Youting was stunned for a moment, "40 in math? And you can get 240 in the combined science score?"

"How closely related are physics, chemistry, biology, and mathematics? Does chemistry require finding intervals?" Zhang Muchen shrugged.

"Oh...that makes sense. But your English is amazing. So the English teacher was talking about you being the genius who got 149 points."

A hint of admiration flashed in Chu Youting's eyes.

Zhang Muchen: "I wouldn't call myself a genius, I just have relatively simple English."

"Then...can you help me brush up on my English?"

"Of course you can." Zhang Muchen nodded. "Are you participating in the city's English competition? If you are, you can skip evening self-study and go to the classroom on the seventh floor to study English together."

Chu Youting: "I signed up. At the time, I felt a little ashamed to sign up with my grades."

Zhang Muchen: "Don't worry, I'll tutor you properly."

Chu Youting looked at Zhang Muchen and couldn't help but ask, "How did you learn it? Why is your English so good?"

Zhang Muchen shrugged: "When I was a kid, I had a neighbor next door who was a lunatic who had come back from abroad. She would curse at me in English every day, and I was completely confused by what she was saying. But I could tell she was cursing, which made me really angry."

"In order to be able to yell back at her, I made up my mind to learn English and practiced hard for several years. Later on, I could not only yell back at her, but also communicate about everyday things in English."

Upon hearing this, Chu Youting's eyes revealed a hint of envy: "So that's how it is... No wonder you're so amazing."

Zhang Muchen grinned, "Are you finished eating? If you are, let's go to the supermarket together. You promised to come with me, but your sister beat you to it. Now that she's not here, you should keep your promise, right?"

Chu Youting's cheeks flushed slightly, and she said softly, "Mmm... okay."

The two stood up and placed their trays at the designated recycling point.

At this moment, Zhang Muchen suddenly remembered something and couldn't help but say, "Oh right, Wang Shishi just said you said I don't have numb eyes..."

Before she could finish speaking, Chu Youting's face flushed red. Like a ripe apple, her cheeks turned red all the way to her ears, and she lowered her head, completely at a loss.

The words kept echoing in her mind: It's over, it's over, it's over...

Chu Youting had no idea how to explain, and she froze completely.

However, Zhang Muchen didn't notice her embarrassment and continued, "It must be Wang Shishi talking nonsense, after all, her thoughts are so filthy. Don't worry, I don't believe her."

After speaking, Zhang Muchen took the lead in putting the plate at the recycling point.

Chu Youting lowered her head and silently followed behind him, feeling a sense of relief.

Fortunately, Zhang Muchen herself dispelled her doubts, otherwise she wouldn't know how to explain it.

Chu Youting slowly raised her head, her gaze secretly falling on Zhang Muchen's tall, slender back. A faint smile unconsciously appeared on her lips, carrying a hint of undisguised smugness and mischief.

Don't let her usual sweet and obedient appearance fool you. Deep down, Chu Youting's little brain might be just as intelligent as Wang Shishi's.

The campus was bustling with people after dinner. Some were strolling on the playground, some were chatting in the corridors of the teaching buildings, and others were shopping in the supermarket.

This period is the most relaxed and free time of the day for students, but it is also the prime time for school teachers to crack down on students.

Especially in high schools in the north, the campus atmosphere is relatively conservative. If a male and female student are found holding hands or being too intimate, they become targets in the eyes of the teachers.

A legend still circulates on campus to this day.

One evening after dinner, a male and female student were caught being intimate on campus by a PE teacher on duty. The boy reacted quickly, shaking off the girl's hand and running away on his own. The girl stood there, stunned and bewildered, her face filled with embarrassment and helplessness.

The PE teacher, watching this scene, said to the girl earnestly, "Be more discerning in the future; don't date boys like this."

Then she quickly chased after the boy, following his trail.

This story has become a classic case study on preventing singlehood on campus, and is often used by teachers to warn students who want to date.

However, the behavior of classmates like Zhang Muchen and Chu Youting, who maintain a safe distance and do not hold hands or hug, will not attract the teacher's attention.

Zhang Muchen and Chu Youting entered the supermarket. Without teachers supervising them, the students were noticeably more relaxed than usual.

They moved among the shelves, and from the other side, the whispers and laughter of couples could be heard. Several students even walked hand in hand, and some even kissed secretly around corners, making no attempt to hide from those around them.

Zhang Muchen pretended not to see these actions and led Chu Youting through the shelves one by one.

"Take whatever you want to eat, it's on me today," Zhang Muchen said.

Chu Youting quickly waved her hand and whispered, "No need, no need."

“I said I’m treating, so listen to me,” Zhang Muchen insisted, her expression leaving no room for refusal. “You can treat me next time.”

Chu Youting hesitated for a moment, then lowered her head and replied in a soft, coquettish voice, "Oh... okay."

Soon, they arrived at the potato chip shelf. Zhang Muchen stopped and turned to look at Chu Youting: "Which kind of potato chips do you like? Bagged or tub?"

Chu Youting stood there, her eyes secretly glancing at the bucket of potato chips next to her, and pursed her lips.

She swallowed softly, her voice barely audible: "I like... I like the tub kind; the bag kind doesn't taste as good as the tub kind."

Without saying a word, Zhang Muchen picked up five sets of three-pack potato chips from the shelf.

The school supermarket didn't have many kinds of potato chips, only three-packs were available. Zhang Muchen didn't hesitate at all, seemingly convinced that buying more was better than buying less.

"Wait, that's too much! I can't eat this much." Chu Youting anxiously grabbed Zhang Muchen's sleeve.

“It’s okay, we can eat it next time if we can’t finish it,” Zhang Muchen said with an attitude that left no room for refusal. “Besides, didn’t you say that the bucket version tastes better? Then let’s buy more.”

Chu Youting wanted to refuse, but looking at Zhang Muchen's determined eyes, she swallowed her words and could only reply softly, "Oh... thank you."

In front of Zhang Muchen, Chu Youting was like a soft, cuddly little rabbit, completely powerless against his persistence.

She obediently did almost everything Zhang Muchen said, silently bowing her head and following behind him.

Zhang Muchen then led Chu Youting to the fruit section.

The fruits available in the north during winter are limited to just a few varieties.

Strawberries, tangerines, oranges
Zhang Muchen picked out some of each kind for Chu Youting. His gaze then swept over a neatly stacked section of papayas, and he casually picked one to put in.

However, just as he reached out, he suddenly stopped, his gaze involuntarily drifting towards Chu Youting's proud bulge.

Zhang Muchen hesitated for a moment, then withdrew his hand and muttered to himself, "Never mind, you don't need this. It's already big enough."

Chu Youting was stunned at first, then realized what was happening, her cheeks flushed bright red, and she lowered her head, not daring to look at Zhang Muchen.

Zhang Muchen remained serious and continued walking forward, as if his words had been merely casual remarks. But Chu Youting's heart felt like a spilled palette of paints, overwhelmed with shyness and helplessness.

As Chu Jiuli's younger sister, Chu Youting inherited her family's genes for her figure. Not only is she 1.75 meters tall, but her bust is also quite impressive.

Even though she usually wears loose and bulky clothes, it's still hard to completely hide that youthful curve.

At that moment, a prompt suddenly appeared in Zhang Muchen's mind.

[Task complete: 30-year-old Chu Youting is penniless and can't even afford the potato chips she used to love. Take Chu Youting to the supermarket and buy her her favorite potato chips.]

[Reward received: 2000 yuan]

[30-year-old Chu Youting lives alone in a dilapidated rented room where the water and electricity have been cut off. Entering her room, you find it dark and damp, filled with a musty smell. A worn-out wooden guitar sits quietly in the corner, appearing particularly lonely.]

As her older sister, you suggested renting her a new place. But Chu Youting firmly refused. She whispered that this house held too many memories for her and she didn't want to leave.

[New Task: Pay Chu Youting's rent and utilities]

[Reward: 2 yuan]

"Rent and utilities?"

Zhang Muchen was taken aback.

……

(End of this chapter)