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

Chapter 32 Good posture, good breasts.

"Jiuli, are you free on Sunday afternoon?"

Liu Wuyang raised her beautiful eyes to look at Chu Jiuli. The beauty mark at the corner of her eye, paired with her smiling eyes, was particularly attractive.

Chu Jiuli: "I usually study at home. Teacher Liu, is there anything I can help you with?"

Liu Wuyang nodded: "I was thinking, if you two are both free on Sunday, you can come to my house. I know a little about music and can give you some pointers on rehearsing the show. Zhang Muchen, bring your guitar, and we can try to choose a suitable song."

Upon hearing this, Chu Jiuli subconsciously glanced at Zhang Muchen.

The image of Zhang Muchen embracing her in room 703 flashed through her mind, and her expression stiffened slightly, showing a hint of embarrassment.

Actually, she no longer wanted to collaborate with Zhang Muchen on a song, but she didn't want to embarrass Liu Wuyang.

Chu Jiuli hesitated for a moment, then nodded gently: "Okay, Teacher Liu, I will be there on time."

"Then it's settled." Liu Wuyang patted the table, revealing a satisfied smile.

"Come to my house on Sunday, and I'll send you the address via WeChat later."

At this moment, Zhang Muchen interjected, "Teacher, does that mean I don't need to go this morning?"

Liu Wuyang: "No way. You have to come to my house for tutoring this morning. Don't even think about slacking off."

Chu Jiuli listened to Liu Wuyang's words and glanced at Zhang Muchen with a slightly strange look in her eyes.

Did this guy save the world? Teacher Liu is actually giving tutoring in person.

Liu Wuyang: "Alright, it's getting late, you should go back to your studies."

Upon hearing this, the two left the office in silence, one after the other.

They walked for a while in this delicate atmosphere.

Chu Jiuli suddenly asked, "Why did Teacher Liu tutor you?"

Zhang Muchen: "Because she covets my good looks."

Chu Jiuli: "..."

You can't stand not saying dirty jokes for a day, can you?
Back in the classroom, Zhang Muchen lazily sat back down and casually took out his phone from his desk.

He's not in the mood to study right now; all he can think about is the holiday after evening self-study.

Friday evening study sessions only last until 8 PM. After that, you can go home.

However, students who live far away can go home as early as 5:30 pm.

Students like Zhang Muchen, who can get to school in just over ten minutes by electric bike, are required to stay for evening self-study.

At this moment, Chu Jiuli was diligently working on her problems, like a tireless learning machine.

On the other side, Wang Shishi had already taken out her phone and Rio, nestled in her seat reading a novel and drinking a beverage. She would occasionally chuckle softly, seemingly immersed in a shameless scene.

Zhang Muchen was scrolling through Douyin when a WeChat message suddenly popped up.

I've accepted your friend request. We can start chatting now.

Nickname: A Little Pomelo.

Profile picture: A cat looking at a phone.

It's Chu Youting.

Zhang Muchen stared at the screen and quickly typed a message: [Caught playing on my phone during evening self-study.]

A few seconds later, a slightly flustered reply popped up on the other end: 【N-nothing...】

Then another message came: "I...I added you..."

Zhang Muchen: ()
He hadn't expected that Chu Youting's typing would have such a soft and gentle tone.

Zhang Muchen: [Oh, I see. You continue studying, I won't bother you anymore.]

Chu Youting seemed to hesitate for a moment, and after a few seconds, a new message popped up: 【I...I've learned it all...】

Zhang Muchen raised an eyebrow, his smile deepening: [Want to chat with me?] On the other end of the phone, Chu Youting's fingertips trembled slightly, and her cheeks unconsciously flushed.

Although she couldn't see Zhang Muchen's expression through the screen, she could imagine the mischievous smile on his lips from the words.

Chu Youting hesitated for a moment with her slender, fair fingers, then slowly typed out a few words: 【A short chat is fine too…】

Zhang Muchen leaned back slightly in his chair. He could sense Chu Youting's unease.

Soon, Chu Youting's new message popped up: "How's your guitar playing?"

Zhang Muchen: [Amateur]

Chu Youting: [That's still amazing, I can't even play it.]

Zhang Muchen stared at those words, his gaze suddenly softening. He looked up and glanced at Chu Jiuli, who was diligently working on her practice problems beside him.

When he mentioned that he was an amateur, Chu Jiuli was as cold as ice, even showing some disdain. But Chu Youting was sweet and adorable, praising and complimenting him.

The difference in quality is obvious, okay?

Zhang Muchen: [I have a few fingerstyle guitar videos I recorded in my photo album. Would you like to see them?]

Chu Youting: [I want to see.]

Zhang Muchen: [If you want to see it, send me a selfie, and we'll exchange it for something else.]

Soon, Chu Youting sent a somewhat flustered reply: 【I...I didn't take any selfies】

Zhang Muchen: [Let's film one now.]

On the other end of the phone, Chu Youting glanced around furtively. She noticed that the students in her class were all busy with their own things—either doing practice problems or playing on their phones—and no one was paying attention to her.

Even her deskmate was so engrossed in the exam paper that she didn't even notice she was playing on her phone.

Chu Youting breathed a sigh of relief, adjusted her posture slightly, and quietly switched her phone to front-facing camera mode.

She glanced at the camera and flicked a strand of hair from her forehead with her slender, fair hand.

Just as she was about to take a picture, she suddenly remembered Zhang Muchen's words about being honest with each other in room 703.

Chu Youting paused for a moment, gently biting her pale pink lips, as if she were having an internal struggle.

A few seconds later, she glanced around again to make sure no one was watching, and finally mustered the courage to reach for the frame of her glasses.

She gently took off her glasses, revealing a pair of clear, gentle eyes behind the lenses.

Chu Youting looked at herself in the camera, bit her lip shyly, and then quickly pressed the shutter button.

Because of her nervousness, her fingers were a little shaky. After taking two or three photos, she immediately put on her glasses, afraid of being seen.

She looked down at the photos she had just taken.

In the photo, her cheeks are slightly flushed, and her eyes look somewhat flustered.

She hesitated for a few seconds, but finally chose the photo she was most satisfied with from several photos and sent it to Zhang Muchen.

A message popped up on Zhang Muchen's phone. He clicked on the picture and was momentarily stunned.

The photo shows Chu Youting with her phone placed in a drawer in the desk, looking up from a low angle.

In the photos, she has taken off her glasses, revealing her delicate and pretty face.

Her eyes held a hint of shyness and a slight fluster.

The key point is that, due to the upward angle, the bulge in her chest is particularly noticeable in the picture!
Nice breasts.

Zhang Muchen stared at the photo and sighed silently: This is the right way to take a picture!

Zhang Muchen: [I feel like the logo of No. 1 Middle School on your chest is a bit crooked. Take two more pictures so I can check if it's really crooked.]

Chu Youting: [Oh]

(End of this chapter)