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

Chapter 18: The Thug and the School Beauty? [Please Read On]

Zhang Muchen understood the maternal smile in Wang Shishi's eyes.

Is she... trying to set me up with Chu Jiuli?

Holy crap, that's outrageous!
Zhang Muchen was speechless, wishing he could rush over and punch Wang Shishi a couple of times to bring her to her senses. But he was also afraid of the fairy's accusations.

At 17, she was afraid of public opinion.

Chu Jiuli was clearly stunned by Wang Shishi's words, her expression freezing for a moment. She was about to refuse when she inadvertently met Liu Wuyang's gaze.

"Jiuli, if you sing well, you should sign up," Liu Wuyang said gently.

Chu Jiuli pursed her lips. Liu Wuyang had always been very kind to her, and she couldn't bear to disappoint her teacher.

"Okay... I'll try."

"Okay, that's it."

Liu Wuyang nodded in satisfaction, glanced around the classroom, and resumed her serious expression.

"Ten minutes have already passed, we can't waste any more time. If anyone is still interested in signing up, come find me after class. Now focus on the lesson, no more discussion allowed."

As soon as she finished speaking, the classroom was quiet for a moment, followed by a soft chuckle. Liu Wuyang's brows furrowed slightly.

"Wang Shishi!"

She threw the chalk in her hand with a sudden thud, and it landed precisely on Wang Shishi's desk.

Wang Shishi was startled and looked up at Liu Wuyang on the podium with an innocent expression.

"What did I just say? We can discuss it after class. Now focus on the lesson."

Wang Shishi pouted slightly, turned her head away reluctantly, and although she was very reluctant, she still obediently pulled her head back from facing Zhang Muchen.

Liu Wuyang glanced around the classroom and began explaining the test questions on the blackboard. Zhang Muchen, sitting in the back row, had no interest in the lesson at all; he secretly reached into his desk and took out his phone.

The screen lights up.

Yes, that's how daring it was. Playing on your phone during your homeroom teacher's class.

Zhang Muchen opened a web novel he was following, and after reading only a few pages, a small note suddenly appeared in his line of sight.

The small note was gently moved onto his desk.

Zhang Muchen was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously looked at the neat handwriting on the note: You really can play the guitar?

Zhang Muchen raised his head, looking at Chu Jiuli with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

At this moment, she sat upright, looking up attentively as she listened to Liu Wuyang's lecture, her face showing no sign of anything amiss.

Are we really this cautious about writing a note in class?

Zhang Muchen couldn't help but click his tongue. However, this was also the first time Chu Jiuli had taken the initiative to interact with him in class, which surprised him somewhat.

Zhang Muchen picked up a pen and wrote one word on the note: Yes.

The note quietly slid back onto Chu Jiuli's desk.

Chu Jiuli glanced down at it, then gently picked up her pen and wrote: What level is it?
Zhang Muchen: Amateur.

The note was returned to Chu Jiuli.

She glanced at it for a few seconds, then casually put the note away, looked up, and continued listening to the lesson without writing anything further.

Zhang Muchen: ? ? ?

Holy crap? What's with your reaction? Are you looking down on me?

Zhang Muchen angrily found a piece of paper and wrote: I am not worthy to cooperate with you.

Chu Jiuli glanced at it and wrote: Hmm.

Zhang Muchen: ? ? ?

Then Chu Jiuli thought for a moment and wrote on the paper: I need to attend class now, don't disturb me.

OK OK.

Zhang Muchen laughed in exasperation.

Their partnership ended before it even began.

……

The bell rang for the end of get out of class.

Liu Wuyang did not extend the class time. She only briefly mentioned a few points about the New Year's Eve party before packing up her textbooks and leaving the classroom.

Chu Jiuli got up, took her water glass, and left her seat to get more water, while Zhang Muchen plopped down in the empty seat next to Wang Shishi.

Wang Shishi's deskmate had been absent from class because she had contracted the flu. So she occupied a desk meant for two people by herself, which was quite spacious and comfortable for her.

Seeing Zhang Muchen approach, Wang Shishi immediately chuckled and came over, winking and saying, "Dude, wasn't I awesome?"

"Give you a head, what do you want?" "To set you up with Jiu Li." Wang Shishi's smile became even brighter.

Zhang Muchen looked at Wang Shishi, whose lips were slightly upturned and whose cheeks had shallow dimples, and sighed helplessly.

What's going on in this guy's head? He has absolutely no feelings for Chu Jiuli.

"Where did you get the idea that I have feelings for Chu Jiuli?" Zhang Muchen frowned, his tone tinged with helplessness. "And you're trying to set us up?"

"I never said you had feelings for her," Wang Shishi said, shrugging.

“Who says matchmaking has to be based on your own ideas?” She blinked, her smile widening. “I just think you and Jiu Li are a good match.”

"And I've been reading a novel lately, a sweet romance about a school beauty and a rascal. I think you and Jiu Li are just like the male and female leads in that novel, a perfect match,"

"The rascal and the school beauty, you and Chu Jiuli, are such a great couple."

Zhang Muchen: ? ? ?

Am I pretty?

You're the real scoundrel.

Zhang Muchen took a deep breath and resisted the urge to reach out and smash Wang Shishi's head.

He pointed to his face: "Do I look like a thug?"

Wang Shishi looked serious, adopting the air of an expert: "No, you have that roguish charm, even though you're a bit of a smart aleck. But don't you think the contrast between a roguish guy and a school beauty is the key?"

"..."

Zhang Muchen admitted defeat.

This pretty girl with a flat chest, a penchant for lewd things, and dimples when she smiles, is even more insane than him.

"It's no use for you to try, Chu Jiuli thinks I'm not good enough."

Zhang Muchen took out the note he had taken during class.

Wang Shishi glanced at the note and immediately became dissatisfied: "Wait, buddy, why did you say you're an amateur?"

Zhang Muchen: "I am indeed an amateur."

Wang Shishi slammed her hand on the table: "Amateur? Your fingerstyle 'Revolution' last time was absolutely amazing! Otherwise, would I have sold you a guitar worth 10,000 for only 2000?"

At this point, she glared angrily at Zhang Muchen.

Her family owns a music store, and Zhang Muchen bought his guitar from her.

Even though Zhang Muchen rejected her confession back then, she still gritted her teeth and bought him a good guitar at a low price. Now this guy actually claims to be an amateur; isn't that blatant lying?

Zhang Muchen shrugged lazily: "That's fine too. If you're not good enough, you don't have to appear on shows, which saves you trouble."

"No, buddy, don't do this!"

Wang Shishi was so anxious she almost jumped up, grabbed his arm, and her eyes were full of stars.

"Please, please go on stage with Jiu Li. I've paved the way for you, you can't let me down!"

Zhang Muchen: "Bro, why are you so persistent?"

"I just want to see handsome men and beautiful women perform!"

Wang Shishi blinked, her eyes filled with anticipation: "Please, please let me ship you two as a couple. If I can't, I'll call you daddy!"

She took a breath, her face showing an expression ready to unleash a powerful attack. It looked like she was about to transform into the Little Princess with the clip-like voice.

Upon seeing this, Zhang Muchen's expression changed. He quickly covered her mouth with his hand and warned in a low voice, "We're still in the classroom, don't do anything reckless!"

Wang Shishi made two "uh-huh" sounds and gestured to him to let go.

Zhang Muchen sighed helplessly and slowly released her: "I can agree to your request, but you have to agree to one thing in return."

"You say it."

Wang Shishi immediately smiled again, her eyes sparkling.

"Please help me get Chu Jiuli's detailed address."

Wang Shishi was taken aback: "If we're not buddies, why are you saying you have no ideas?"

Zhang Muchen: "Don't overthink it."

Wang Shishi: "Oh...hehehe, this is getting better and better."

Zhang Muchen: "..."

If I had accepted Wang Shishi's confession back then, what kind of mental illness would I have fallen into?
Zhang Muchen dared not think about it.

……

(End of this chapter)