Forced into a romantic relationship.

"On the verge of death" is far more terrifying than "on the verge of death," and he doesn't believe that someone in this state can't defeat just two people.

Both sides harbored their own ulterior motives, and due to the weather, sweat began to bead on their foreheads. They faced each other in a tense and solemn standoff.

"Honey, what are you doing here?"

Just then, a questioning voice suddenly rang out from the side of the road. The short man's expression changed, and he quickly looked over. He saw a middle-aged woman with a tired look standing under the street lamp, looking at the three people present with some strangeness.

The shorter man was terrified, but feigned composure, asking in confusion, "Wife, what are you doing here?"

"I was working overtime at the factory, and I just got off work and went home." The woman was a little suspicious. "Weren't you supposed to be working as a designated driver? What are you doing in a place like this?"

"Oh, a friend of mine suddenly got drunk and called me to take him home. Look, this is the guy, one of my coworkers at the construction site during the day."

The short man feigned helplessness and gave a look to the person next to him. The latter immediately understood and quickly pretended to be drunk, making incoherent noises, pushing and shoving, and even planning to unbuckle his belt and urinate on the roadside.

Han Zhou was secretly amazed, thinking to himself that this guy was really going all out, his act of being drunk was so lifelike, he probably had used similar tricks before.

Sure enough, the middle-aged woman quickly turned her head away upon seeing this, not daring to look anymore. The short man pretended to be annoyed and punched the guy, saying disdainfully, "Wake up, kid! We're almost home. If you need to pee, go home!"

He glanced at the woman helplessly and said with a wry smile, "Anyway, honey, you go home first. I'll take this guy home and then head back immediately. I won't be doing any more chauffeured driving today."

The woman glanced at the difference in their physiques—one tall and muscular, the other short—and asked with some concern, "Can you really take him back by yourself?"

"No problem, his house isn't far from here, just a few steps away. You should go back now, it's hot outside."

The woman hesitated for a moment, then nodded, saying with some concern, "Then honey, be careful. I heard that some people have been throwing those shady little cards around here lately, the kind you see under your feet. It might not be safe. I won't walk this way home anymore."

"Yes, we should definitely be careful."

The short man, without batting an eye, said, "If we're going to take a longer route, we might as well just take my electric scooter. That would make commuting much easier."

"That won't do..."

Listening to their conversation, Han Zhou thought to himself that the short man's mental fortitude was really strong; he could lie without even blinking. He felt even more disgusted and walked straight toward the woman.

He didn't want to complain, but rather because his home was in the direction the woman lived.

However, the short man clearly didn't think that way. He was startled when he saw this and quickly gave Han Zhou a pleading look, as if begging Han Zhou not to tell his wife about those things.

Han Zhou ignored her; he wasn't that free. He brushed past the woman and hurried home.

Chapter 50 Do you think I'm stupid?

The next morning, Han Zhou got up at 7:30 sharp. He planned to go out after washing up, but suddenly remembered that today was the day Mo Yixia was taking her test.

Before the test results came out, he didn't need to go to the other party's house for work. He felt like he was waiting for an imperial edict at any time, so he simply took another nap.

Han Zhou's life used to be very regular. He would get up very early whether he had to go to school or not. His schedule was quite tight. He would also have to make sure to update his status at the right time. He rarely had the chance to sleep in. So he slept very comfortably until he was woken up by the heat.

It's not that the fan isn't working hard enough; it's just that the weather is too hot, and even the air it blows out is hot. This thing can't compare to an air conditioner. I heard there will be a temperature drop at the end of the month, but I don't know if that's true.

"We must get air conditioning by this time next year."

Han Zhou was sweating. He got up and took a shower. The bruise on his left eye looked a little lighter than yesterday. He cooked a bowl of noodles for breakfast, and it was past ten o'clock when he finished eating.

"It feels strange to suddenly have nothing to do..."

Mo Yixia is going to face a test paper. It is said that Jiang Baiqian will ask a teacher friend to help grade it, making it quite formal. Doing so many test papers at once, plus grading, will definitely take a lot of time, so the results should not be available until the afternoon at the earliest.

Han Zhou stretched, picked up a book and read it on the bed. He kept glancing at the time, feeling inexplicably tense and uneasy, even more anxious than when he checked his college entrance exam results not long ago.

If he still hadn't received any news by 2 PM, he planned to go find Zhong Ling; he didn't like this feeling of having nothing to do.

The main purpose of reading is to test whether there is a limit to the ability to "remember everything at a glance". However, based on my current feelings, there may be a limit, but it is definitely far from being achieved.

Just then, his phone suddenly rang. Han Zhou quickly unlocked it to check and found that the message was from Lin Anyu. He couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

After reading the message, he was even more disappointed.

Do you think I'm stupid?

Han Zhou's face darkened, thinking to himself, "What's wrong with this kid so early in the morning?" He originally wanted to reply with "Aren't you stupid? Don't you have any self-awareness?" but then he felt that typing so many words would be a waste of time, so he decided to just say "Hmm".

Saying "um" would be a waste of time, so he simply typed a question mark instead.

Simple and clear.

Lin Anyu replied quickly, but seemed not to intend to continue the topic, instead asking, "What do you think of me?"

Han Zhou was taken aback, but before he could reply, Lin Anyu immediately sent another message: "Never mind, goodnight, go to sleep early."

What nonsense is this?

Han Zhou stared at his phone in silence for a full half minute before finally unable to resist sending a message asking, "What's wrong with you now?"

Lin Anyu didn't respond until more than ten minutes later, when he replied with a shocked emoji and explained, "Sorry, the message was sent to a group, and I accidentally selected you."

Han Zhou knew this was how it would be, and replied with a sigh, "I guessed it, but what are you trying to do?"

Lin Anyu seemed very interested and quickly sent a long message: "You don't understand, do you? This is a new method I recently learned to test whether a girl likes me or not. You can find out with just those few messages I just sent. Want to learn?"

"Do not want to."

Lin Anyu didn't even look at Han Zhou's reply, and sent a message to himself: "I know you want to, then study hard. First, when you send a girl a message saying 'Do you think I'm stupid?', if she replies with 'stupid,' 'Why?' or 'I don't think so,' then it means there's potential between you two, and she has feelings for you; but if she just replies with a question mark, then you might be in trouble."

"Then, you send the girl messages like I just did, such as 'What do you think of me?' and 'Never mind, goodnight, go to sleep early,' without missing a single punctuation mark. Then check your phone again after a while. If she replies with more than three messages to follow up or answer your questions, it means you two have a good chance of getting together. On the other hand, if she only replies with a 'okay' or something similar and doesn't intend to continue the conversation, it means she's not interested in you. Got it?"

After sending these messages, Lin Anyu remained silent, seemingly wanting his "disciple" to process and understand them on his own.

Han Zhou quickly finished reading this guy's so-called testing method and remained skeptical. Girls' minds aren't that simple; you can't tell anything from just a few words.

He wasn't really interested in those things, but he was quite curious about how the girls who received the mass messages responded to Lin Anyu.

"How many people did you send the message to?" he asked.

"I didn't count, but there might be a dozen or so girls," Lin Anyu replied quickly.

"So what did they say to you?"

Lin Anyu did not reply for a long time, and it was unclear whether he had not seen it.

Han Zhou typed a line of text on his phone.

"If I'm not mistaken, quite a few of these girls replied with the word 'idiot' to you."

Lin Anyu was shocked and stopped pretending to be dead, quickly asking, "How did you know?"

It has to be said that the word "idiot" is quite hurtful, and he was really embarrassed to tell Han Zhou that.

"Because I almost couldn't help but curse at you."

After a pause, Han Zhou replied irritably, "It's morning now, only an idiot would say goodnight to someone at this time! Shouldn't you send all your other messages at night?"

Lin Anyu was struck dumb.

After a long pause, he seemed to snap out of a daze and said, "Oh, I see. The video did say that it was going to be posted tonight, but I was in a hurry to find out if they liked me..."

No, someone as stupid as you actually went and asked someone if they were stupid. Isn't that just humiliating yourself?

Han Zhou is now basically certain of one thing: Lin Anyu has absolutely no idea how to pursue girls, and his attempt to pick her up that day was a complete disaster.

Just then, Lin Anyu suddenly urged, "By the way, Han Zhou, why don't you take these messages to Gu Zheng and ask her about them too?"

Han Zhou frowned: "Why are you asking her?"

"I mainly want to see how she will respond to you."

Han Zhou was taken aback, his expression suddenly turning strange as he asked, "You didn't even spare the guzheng in your mass messages, did you?"

"It was an accident." Lin Anyu said somewhat awkwardly, "I accidentally chose the wrong person and only sent the first message. By the time I wanted to take it back, it was too late."

Han Zhou became interested: "What about the guzheng?"

"They didn't say anything, they just sent me a screenshot of the class's last standardized test results, and even highlighted my 21st place score in red... Seriously, how can intelligence be measured so simply by grades?"

Lin Anyu was very unhappy.

Han Zhou considered for a moment: "I think she probably just doesn't want to spend time thinking about how to reply to you..."

"..."

After a long pause, Lin Anyu said indignantly, "No, you go ask Guzheng this question too. I want to see how she answers you!"

Han Zhou shook his head: "Don't you think there's a problem if Gu Zheng sees two identical problems in such a short period of time?"

Han Zhou resolutely rejected Lin Anyu's plea, even though the latter offered a meal in exchange.

However, he was also a little curious, so he sent a message to Guzheng.

Do you think I'm smart?

The guzheng player responded almost instantly.

"If you're not as smart as me, why ask this?"

This was followed by a little person emoji with their arms crossed.

This guy would definitely say that... Han Zhou smiled, put down his phone, and continued reading.

Time flew by and it was noon when Jiang Baiqian suddenly called. Han Zhou answered immediately, but the person on the other end of the line was not Jiang Baiqian, but Mo Yixia.

She spoke casually, and then said something that greatly surprised Han Zhou—

Do you think I'm stupid?

Chapter 51 Getting married is something to consider.

The fan was blowing loudly, but the flowing air did nothing to cool things down.

Han Zhou was silent for a moment, then asked uncertainly, "You also received the mass message?"

"Ok?"

Mo Yixia on the other end of the phone made a nasal sound.

"I mean, why did you suddenly ask that?"

Mo Yixia didn't answer, but calmly said, "I'm about to have lunch. It's a meal for two people. If you haven't eaten, come and join me."

Han Zhou was taken aback, then overjoyed. They had even prepared his meal, wasn't that implying that he didn't have to leave?

There's no mistake... this guy definitely passed the test!

"Is this considered a victory celebration?" he asked excitedly.