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

Chapter 75 Three Words That Will Break Your Defense [Seeking First Subscription]

Zhang Muchen returned to room 703, where Chu Jiuli and Chu Youting were engrossed in working on their test papers. Wang Shishi, on the other hand, was scratching her head, glancing at Chu Jiuli's answers every now and then.

"And cheated."

Zhang Muchen quietly walked up behind Wang Shishi and tapped her head hard.

"This question is too difficult, I don't know how..." Wang Shishi said, looking aggrieved.

"If it's difficult, practice more." Zhang Muchen glanced at the time. "Time's up, everyone stop."

He walked to the podium, but stopped abruptly halfway there, his gaze falling on the three beautiful girls in the middle.

"Oh dear, standing while lecturing is a bit tiring."

As Zhang Muchen spoke, he walked between the three girls: "Could you make room for me? I'll sit in the middle and talk to you."

Before Chu Jiuli and Chu Youting could speak, Wang Shishi was the first to stand up excitedly, laughing and saying, "Great! Great! Sit here! Sit here!"

As she spoke, she quickly gave up her seat to Zhang Muchen.

Tsk tsk tsk, it has to be you, my good buddy.

Zhang Muchen sat down with a relieved expression. Wang Shishi then went to sit in the empty seat next to Chu Youting.

Her eyes sparkled as she saw Zhang Muchen and Chu Jiuli sitting together, and she could no longer hide her maternal smile.

Zhang Muchen was rightfully sandwiched between three beautiful girls.

The younger sister is on the left, and the older sister is on the right.

"Damn, being a teacher is so awesome!" Zhang Muchen thought to himself.

The air around us smelled wonderful.

Zhang Muchen composed himself, picked up the test paper in his hand, and began to explain the questions to them using a red ballpoint pen.

Chu Jiuli sat quietly beside him, her arms crossed on the table.

Her fair swan neck outlined an elegant silhouette. Zhang Muchen's gaze occasionally swept over her profile, finding it pleasing to the eye.

Because Chu Jiuli was sitting on the right, Zhang Muchen would cover part of the questions when writing on the pages with his right hand.

At this moment, Chu Jiuli would lean forward slightly, craning her neck to get closer to Zhang Muchen, and listen carefully.

Her posture caused Zhang Muchen's gaze to linger for a few seconds, and his mind to wander slightly.

Chu Youting on the left was also standing very close to him.

"Holy crap, these two sisters are way too close."

Zhang Muchen felt a secret thrill. He could even clearly smell the faint, intertwined fragrance of the two beautiful girls lingering around his nose.

Damn, is this how you test cadres?

Which cadre can withstand this test?

day……

Zhang Muchen not only wanted swear words, but also verbs.

He took a deep breath and tried to stay calm.

Can't you even withstand this little storm?

What will I do when I take off my clothes in the future?
Is Xiao Chunan about to have a nosebleed?

Zhang Muchen slowly exhaled to adjust his mindset, his pen writing smoothly on the paper, his voice clearly explaining his thoughts.

As he was getting into the swing of things, a pair of fair hands suddenly reached out from behind and placed on his shoulders.

Her little hands were very soft, and she gently massaged her shoulders a few times.

Zhang Muchen was taken aback and turned to look at Wang Shishi, who had a playful expression on her face.

"Dude, I can't see from there. You keep talking, I'll listen in and give you a shoulder massage."

A series of gentle, rhythmic kneading sensations came from my shoulders, the pressure just right.

Damn it...

I could do this job of teaching beautiful girls for the rest of my life.

……

Halftime.

Chu Youting and Wang Shishi went to the restroom together.

Zhang Muchen leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, and closed his eyes for a short rest.

He was indeed quite tired; lecturing was a considerable drain on him.

Chu Jiuli sat to the side, still engrossed in pondering an English question.

She gripped the pen with her thumb, her eyes lingering on options A and C.

"Which one should I choose?" She frowned slightly.

"Zhang Muchen, this question..."

Chu Jiuli raised her head, intending to ask Zhang Muchen's opinion. But when her gaze fell on the latter's closed eyes, the words suddenly caught in her throat.

Zhang Muchen is taking a quiet nap.

"He's resting," Chu Jiuli thought to herself.

She silently put the test paper away, but for some reason her gaze couldn't help but linger on Zhang Muchen's profile.

It has to be said that Zhang Muchen's profile is truly captivating.

Her eyelashes were long and thick, with a slight curve. Her nose was straight and well-defined, giving her a clean and profound look.

Even with his eyes closed in rest, his handsomeness was undeniable. Her gaze lingered on him for a moment, silently recounting the experiences she had shared with Zhang Muchen over the past few days.

Playing guitar, singing, and getting English tutoring.
This seemingly rebellious young man seems to possess many hidden treasures.

"This guy... no wonder Shishi likes him."

Chu Jiuli couldn't help but glance at him a few more times. Just then, Zhang Muchen opened his eyes and their eyes met.

Zhang Muchen's eyes were still wet with tears from exhaustion. Chu Jiuli's pupils trembled, and she quickly looked away.

Zhang Muchen rubbed his eyes, looking a little dazed, and didn't notice Chu Jiuli's gaze.

He yawned, his vision still blurry, and sat there with his head down.

"Here, take this and wipe it off."

Chu Jiuli picked up a tissue and handed it over.

"Oh? Oh... thank you."

Zhang Muchen's reaction was somewhat slow. He reached out to take it, but because his vision was blurry, he couldn't see clearly and touched Chu Jiuli's hand instead.

The two of them froze instantly.

Chu Jiuli instinctively and quickly withdrew her hand. Zhang Muchen stood there, a slightly embarrassed expression on his face.

Chu Jiuli lowered her head and gently dragged the tissue from the table to Zhang Muchen.

"Look more carefully next time," she said softly.

"Oh……"

Zhang Muchen's fingers touched the tissue that still carried the girl's faint fragrance, and he lowered his head to wipe away the tired tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Don't you know how to do this problem? Let me help you." He moved his head closer to Chu Jiuli.

Chu Jiuli's gaze unconsciously shifted to Zhang Muchen's approaching profile. She could clearly see his sharply defined features, the subtle shimmering light and shadow reflected clearly in her pupils.

The air still carried the faint scent of his men's cologne.

Chu Jiuli was momentarily dazed.

Why are you looking at me? Look at the question.

Zhang Muchen suddenly tapped on the table, pulling Chu Jiuli back to reality.

The girl paused slightly, then lowered her eyes.

This gesture of lowering her eyes is exactly the same as Chu Youting's.

Zhang Muchen was stunned for a moment, his gaze instantly fixed on her lowered eyes.

In that instant, his mind unconsciously superimposed Chu Youting's image with Chu Jiuli's face.

A moment of silence fell over the room.

"I'm going to the bathroom."

It was Chu Jiuli who broke the silence. She gently pushed back her chair, stood up, and walked towards the door.

Zhang Muchen remained seated, his index finger unconsciously stroking his cheek.

He picked up his phone to check the time. The moment the screen lit up, countless missed calls appeared on it.

Missed call – Liu Ziyang.

Zhang Muchen was taken aback, then looked down at the time—18:30.

"Liu Ziyang has been meeting with the young lady alone for an hour and a half."

Worri...

Just as he picked up his phone to do something, a WeChat message popped up.

It was sent by Liu Ziyang.

[Master! Master! Lin Cheng said she has closed her heart to me, and nothing I say can move her anymore.]

Master, please reply to me quickly, what should I do?!

Zhang Muchen paused for a moment, remained silent for a second, and then quickly typed a line of text on his phone.

……

On the other side, Zebra Bar.

Liu Ziyang looked down at the WeChat messages on his phone and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

He slowly raised his head, and opposite him was Lin Cheng, who had a cold expression and crossed his arms.

"Liu Ziyang, let me tell you, your abstract words don't work anymore. I'm no longer moved by anything you say. Even if you curse me, it won't change anything."

"Do you have anything else to say? If not, I'm leaving." Lin Cheng slung her bag over her shoulder.

"I have something to say." Liu Ziyang stared at her.

"I'll only say three words, and you'll break down."

"?"

Lin Cheng's spoiled princess temper flared up, "Go ahead and say it, I'll break down and treat you like my father."

Liu Ziyang: "Herzog, Erii, French kiss."

"???"

"Draft it, Liu Ziyang!"

……

(End of this chapter)