I'm in high school, is my dating system working correctly?

Pan Minxia, ​​why did you betray me?!

Walking about two people's width apart from Zhou Qianyun, Lu Yu was indignant.

Yes, he did say that back then. But that was then, and that is now. These are different contexts, so we can't generalize.

While waiting at the traffic light, Zhou Qianyun glanced at Lu Yu.

Why are you standing so far away? When we were kids, you would hold my hand when we crossed the street. Why are you so disgusted with me now?

"..."

Lu Yu silently moved closer to the half-person position.

"Why are you standing so close? It's hot."

Zhou Qianyun was slightly startled by Lu Yu's actions, and then looked away.

Hmm, that's more like it. At least you have some sense.

Zhou Qianyun, you're such a hypocrite! If you kept up your stubbornness like that, you'd definitely be destined to be the loser in a romance novel!

On the street, more whispers hummed, but Lu Yu's brain filtered them out unless they mentioned him and Zhou Qianyun or unusual words appeared.

Wow, this girl is so pretty! Are they a real high school couple or are they filming a drama?

I allow you to retract that thought, take a good look at the guy next to you and think about it again.

Back in the day, I was just as handsome as this guy when I was young, so why didn't I ever have a pretty girlfriend?

This handsome guy, he'll have it, he'll have it all.

[Isn't that the uniform of Jiangcheng High School? Those kids from the top high school are better at studying than us, and they have way more fun too!]

It's because your mind is full of these kinds of things that you can't get into a top high school.

Cross the street, enter the shopping mall, and the store is on the fifth floor.

Lu Yu looked around.

He wondered how the system could recover the 300 yuan it owed him.

I can't really use the secret I knew about Zhou Qianyun to coerce her into giving me three hundred yuan, can I?

This is a Cantonese-style hot pot restaurant, serving chicken hot pot.

Thankfully, the waiter didn't mention my reservation, otherwise he would have laughed at me for it.

Unfortunately, I already know.

Thank you, great Lu Yu, for not embarrassing you on the spot, because he was kind.

In the lobby, two people sat facing each other at a four-person table.

"You order first, I'm fine with whatever I want."

Zhou Qianyun casually flipped through the menu, while Lu Yu scanned the QR code to view the dishes.

[This fried chicken skin looks pretty good, and I'm also quite tempted to try the egg yolk rolls, but we're already ordering a hot pot, so ordering so many other dishes might not be a good idea.]

"I ordered fried chicken skin and egg rolls, you can finish the rest."

Lu Yu put down his phone.

"...Oh, then I'll order a chicken hot pot too."

Zhou Qianyun paused, pursed her lower lip, and put down the menu.

[I feel like Lu Yu is a little different today. He's not as cheeky as he used to be, and he's much better at reading people's expressions. I'm not used to it.]

It's so noisy! You're such a demanding woman. You complain when I argue with you, but I'm not used to going along with you.

Could it be that he's actually dating Cheng Bailu, and that's why his emotional intelligence has improved?

"..."

When it comes to randomly pairing people up, you truly are a student of your teacher.

I was too embarrassed to ask last night, but it seems like these two have been going to and from school together lately...

Lu Yu twitched the corner of his mouth, about to say something to stop Zhou Qianyun's wild thoughts, when he heard the girl's anxious voice.

[...I'm a little envious of Cheng Bailu.]

"Have you done your English homework? If you have, can I copy it?"

Lu Yu interrupted the girl's thoughts, catching her somewhat off guard. It took her a couple of seconds to regain her focus after her gaze had been slightly unfocused due to her reverie.

"...Letting you copy would only harm you."

But if you ask me to teach you, I can explain it to you question by question.

"Then tell me the answer, anyway, the broth hasn't been served yet."

Lu Yu took out the homework questions from his bag, thought for a moment, and then got up and sat down next to Zhou Qianyun.

"Why...why are you sitting here?"

Zhou Qianyun watched as Lu Yu placed her bag on the opposite side.

"What else can we do? How can we discuss the problem across the table? Should I sit back down?"

[Do you dare sit back down and try?]

"Okay."

Zhou Qianyun suppressed her smile and looked at Lu Yu's homework.

I really don't know how he picked up this stubborn habit.

Lu Yu remembered that when he was in kindergarten, Zhou Qianyun was his little shadow, calling him "Brother Yu" every day. Back then, she was as cute as a glutinous rice ball.

When we were little, the teacher asked us what our dreams were for the future. Some said they wanted to be astronauts, some said they wanted to be race car drivers. What about our little Zhou Qianyun?

"My dream is to be Ah Yu's bride."

Later, perhaps in the later years of elementary school or after entering junior high school, I don't know who started it, the two of them began to bicker and argue, and this has continued to this day.

After explaining two questions, the waiter brought out the food.

The fried chicken skin was really delicious, and the egg yolk rolls were also good.

The broth was clear and sweet, the chicken was tender and juicy, the skin was crisp and flavorful, and when paired with the dipping sauce, it gave Lu Yu a refreshing experience.

I'll bring my parents here to eat sometime if I have the chance.

When Zhou Qianyun scanned the code to pay, Lu Yu glanced at the price; considering the location of this mall, it was so-so.

The shop assistant handed me the receipt with a smile.

[Wow, the girl paid the bill! What kind of charm does this guy have that makes him a freeloader?]

So, you're not convinced?

[Listening to the whispers], there are about 30 minutes left.

"Do you have any receipt raffles or prize draws here?"

Lu Yu asked casually.

"Our store doesn't have it, but our mall is having a promotion recently where you can participate in a game with your receipt."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qianyun looked up from her phone.

Well, since we're already out, let's wander around a bit longer. I'll tell my mom I'll pick her up later.

"My mom said she has something to do and will be coming later. Let's go downstairs for a walk."

It's so hard to hear a single honest word from a woman like you, Zhou Qianyun.

"I've been having good luck lately, maybe I'll win the lottery."

Lu Yu stretched his wrists.

"I heard from your aunt that you spent a thousand yuan on reference books. You got incredibly lucky."

[It seems like the day I bought the books was the first time I walked home from school with Cheng Bailu. Hmm, did they really go to buy books?]

You deserve to be so conflicted.

Lu Yu decided to punish this dishonest woman.

An event was taking place in the lobby on the first floor.

It's very simple, just guess the number.

The host will write down a number between one and one thousand beforehand, and the participants will guess it. The one who guesses closest wins.

The game has already gone through two rounds, and the final round is about to begin.

For every 200 yuan spent, you can guess a number, up to a maximum of five. You can guess once on Zhou Qianyun's receipt.

"It's purely based on luck, and it feels like there will be some behind-the-scenes manipulation."

Zhou Qianyun looked at the list of prizes.

The first prize is a 300 RMB shopping card for a shopping mall or supermarket, plus a 50cm-tall doll of Daji from Chuansha.

It seems that because a trendy toy store selling licensed merchandise opened in the mall, they teamed up with several other businesses to promote it.

Ah, this style is the same as that pendant, I want it...

I couldn't take my eyes off it.

She's such a simple and easy-to-understand woman.

Lu Yu recalled that during their last "date," Zhou Qianyun also had that pink fox pendant hanging on her bag, which showed that she really liked it.

"Want to join us?"

Lu Yu looked at the 300 yuan supermarket gift card. It was a chain supermarket. If he remembered correctly, there was one downstairs in the mall next to Zhou Qianyun's house.

"If I win, the plush toy is yours, and the shopping card is mine."

"?"

How could this scenario—starting to plan how to distribute the prizes before even winning—become a part of my life?

Haha, you don't believe in my abilities?

Lu Yu looked at the host who was in charge of writing down the numbers.

I need to think of a catchy number. Should I go with 114 or 24? 514 would be nice too.

Are you trying to use outdated and abstract memes here?

[Alright, it's the last round of the game, so I'll just give you my blessing: 520.]

The host wrote down a number, folded the card, and put it into a transparent box.

hiss--

Here, take the pen, you write.

Zhou Qianyun handed over the card she had exchanged for the receipt and the pen given to her by the staff.

Lu Yu took it and wrote down the number he had just heard.

"?"

【520? What does he mean?】

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