Problem Girls Strategy

Jiang Zao recalled the time when he and his adopted sons in the dormitory went to Internet cafes all night long during college. Having just graduated from a high school where he was always on edge and entered a university where everything was quite relaxed, he suddenly became a wild horse without any restraint. As long as it was Friday night, he would definitely wave his arms in the dormitory.

"Let's go! Stay all night!"

He and his roommates would go to the Internet cafe and play games until dawn. As the number of all-nighters increased, Jiang Zao began to lose interest in this form of entertainment. Instead, he would watch anime on his computer in the dormitory. At night, he would just play with his phone for a while before going to bed, rarely staying up late.

Later, when Jiang Zao was dragged to the Internet cafe again, the unique smell of the Internet cafe, a mixture of betel nuts, cigarettes, instant noodles, and stinky feet, permeated every object you could see. Just staying on the Internet cafe chair for a while, the smell was like psoriasis stuck to clothes, and could only be washed off with detergent.

This smell seemed to have never existed during the days when Jiang Zao often stayed up all night. Now that I think about it, it was the same situation for Gabriel who was able to play games in the room without knowing it.

"Hey, Jiang Zao, come back to your senses." Gabriel was holding a questionnaire in his hand. After sitting down for some reason, he began to wave it in front of Jiang Zao's eyes, who was daydreaming: "Why did you suddenly become dazed?"

"Sorry, it just reminded me of something from the past."

"Please help me finish this questionnaire quickly."

Gabriel sat down carelessly across from the small table, pencil in hand. She wanted to finish writing quickly and then continue playing games.

"Well, the first question is, what is your favorite food?" Gabriel's mouth pursed. She really couldn't figure out why they wanted to investigate the preferences of single men. Could it be that they wanted to change the extremely simple cafeteria menu of Angel School?

Please, can't this be done earlier? I've already graduated, and the school has all the benefits, right? It really makes me angry.

"Ice cream!" Jiang Zao blurted out without thinking, and glanced at Gabriel's white and tender feet.

"Ah? You actually like this thing? No, isn't this a snack? Answer me seriously!" Gabriel felt that Jiang Zao was wasting his gaming time, and angrily stretched out his leg and kicked him under the table.

No, actually...ice cream is also considered food, the edible kind.

Jiang Zao didn't say what was in his mind, and gave another answer: "Hamburger."

"Hey~ I see you usually cook Chinese food, and I thought you prefer hometown food." Gabriel's eyes widened in surprise, but he didn't ask too many questions. Anyway, as long as he could get the answer to the questionnaire, it would be fine. He immediately filled in the word "hamburger" in the blank space on the questionnaire with a pencil.

Jiang Zao said something inexplicably strange to her: "Because my sister writes that I have zero cards."

"Huh?" Gabriel didn't understand what he was talking about. After being together for so long, she was used to the strange words that came out of Jiang Zao's mouth from time to time, so she decisively chose to ignore it: "Next question, what do you do at home on your day off?"

Jiang Zao didn't need to reply now. He just stared at Gabriel without blinking.

Gabriel's fair face suddenly flushed. Even though her skin was thick enough to withstand bullets, Jiang Zao's gaze left a big hole in her. She held the pencil in her hand and kept turning it. She was so embarrassed that she could dig out a three-bedroom apartment with her toes.

Her question was pure nonsense. Before the summer vacation, Jiang Zao would come to clean for her and play games with her most of the time on weekends, and go to the STARRY in the afternoon.

Do I need to ask him what he does on his days off?

He quickly wrote the words "accompany Gabriel". Gabriel lowered her head and tried to block Jiang Zao's sight with her head. She continued to ask: "What are your favorite songs?"

“Da Capo, Pink Flavor, Looking Up at the Universe, Catching Shrimp, Wildfire, Psychopathic Song, Wings of Love, Eutopia. Recently, I also like Turn on the Sun and the song that ended the band.”

“Why do some of the song titles sound weird?”

"It shows that I am a complicated person."

"???"

After spending about ten minutes, Gabriel saw that he had almost finished filling out the questionnaire. Just as he was about to put down his pencil and announce the start of his game time, his eyes rolled and he said, "I only have one last question left to finish."

"Speak quickly."

"The type of girl I like."

The room suddenly became so quiet that only the breathing sounds of the two people could be heard. Jiang Zao's breathing was still steady, while Gabriel's breathing was a little rapid at first, but she soon deliberately slowed down her breathing. Even the summer cicadas stopped their incessant chirping, as if the whole world had become quiet in order to hear Jiang Zao's answer.

When Gabriel asked the question in person, she felt her voice trembling, and the back of her neck was so stiff that her whole head would tremble slightly in the next second. Her violet eyes stared at the expressions on Jiang Zao's face with extreme seriousness, and the lie detection magic had been quietly used on him.

Jiang Zao thought for a while, and when Gabriel saw that he was about to speak, he immediately straightened his hunched back.

"She should be a girl who is a little silly. She is the kind that makes me worried just by looking at her and needs me to take care of her."

To put it bluntly, Jiang Zao was born to be a worrywart, and he was surrounded by problem children who were worrying. Perhaps it was this reason that caught the attention of the gods.

"Then I..."

Gabriel wanted to say something but was interrupted by the ringing of Jiang Zao's cell phone. After seeing the surprised look on his face, she silently chewed up the remaining words and swallowed them back into her stomach to digest them. The ripple that had just arisen in her heart also returned to calm.

"Pochi-chan, what's wrong?"

"Jiang Zao, come on a date! Tomorrow!"

Goto Ichiri shouted with all his might on the phone, and even though Jiang Zao didn't turn on the speakerphone, it was still heard by Gabriel.

Hello dear readers, this is Shuiyu. This book will be officially on the shelves tomorrow.

It seems like just yesterday when I chose Gabrielle as the cover and wrote the first chapter of the story and couldn’t think of a single word for a long time (laughs)

As I gradually got used to writing, I began to put pressure on myself. Until recently, I achieved four updates a day. It’s still a bit sad to think about it.

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Chapter 53: Pochi-chan: Getting Married!

"Yili! Come out quickly! Jiang Zao is here to pick you up!" Goto Michiyo was given a headache by her daughter's tightly closed door.

"I, I, I, I...I don't dare come out!" Goto Ichiri spoke hesitantly. She wrapped herself in a quilt and squatted in the corner of the dim room, shivering.

Goto's mother felt her blood pressure rising. "Isn't it just wearing the clothes I bought for you to go out on a date? You were so confident about going out with your boyfriend yesterday, but why are you backing off at the crucial moment?"

She even wanted to get a plaque of "National First-Class Backing Drum Performer" for her daughter and hang it in her room.

Seeing that Goto Ichiri hadn't come out for such a long time, Jiang Zao walked upstairs from the living room and said, "Aunt Goto, what's wrong?"

Goto Michida put her hand on her forehead and said helplessly: "I'm so sorry, my daughter is hiding in her room again and doesn't dare to come out."

The curtains were drawn tightly together, blocking out any light that might sneak into the room. The dim environment and the quilt wrapped around her body made Goto Ichiri feel like she was upside down in a bowl, and she was the leftovers quietly waiting to rot, with no surplus value.

Jiang Zao's voice was like the high temperature that accelerated the decay of food, causing the negative emotions in Goto Ichiri's heart to gradually ferment.

Can I, a water flea who can't even put on clothes and go out with my boyfriend, really call myself Jiang Zao's girlfriend?

If it were someone else who ended the band, they would definitely do better than me.

I really want to go back to yesterday in a time machine and stop myself from calling for a date...

Goto Ichiri felt more and more how incompetent she was as a girlfriend.

"Knock, knock..." Jiang Zao knocked on the door twice: "Pochi-chan, I'm coming in."

"what..."

Goto Ichiri had dead eyes and subconsciously looked towards the bedroom door when she heard the door open. Jiang Zao, who entered the room, was like an angel radiating holy light. The fascinating holy light was a deadly poison to her, a devil.

Let yourself be annihilated in the holy light.

Seeing that his girlfriend was about to turn into dust and disappear, Jiang Zao hurriedly turned on the lights in her room to dispel the gloomy atmosphere in the house.

"Pochi-chan, why are you wrapping yourself up so tightly in such hot weather?"

Jiang Zao was just about to approach Goto Ichiri and pull her out of the quilt, but she screamed like a frightened animal.

"Jiang Zao, don't come over here!!"

Jiang Zao was intimidated by her and stood still, not daring to move: "What, what happened?"

Goto Ichiri turned around, facing the foot of the wall, and said in a self-deprecating manner: "A girlfriend like me who dares not go out with you even if I change into new clothes is not worth wasting your time at all."

It turned out that he had changed into new clothes. I was wondering why he wrapped himself so tightly.

Jiang Zao slowly walked towards Goto Ichiri. His footsteps sounded like a drumstick. Every step he took struck Goto Ichiri's heart, which had turned into a drumhead, making her heart tremble.

Only when the footsteps stopped sounding did Goto Ichiri open his tightly closed eyes, feeling uneasy.

Jiang Zao... he wouldn't have left, right? That's true, both dates didn't go smoothly, and they ended before they even started.

He must be disappointed.

Goto Ichiri felt like a piece of his heart was hollowed out, and tears kept falling.

His strong arms held her and the quilt in a reassuring embrace, and Jiang Zao's gentle words stopped her tears.

"Pochi-chan, there's no need to force yourself to do things you're not used to."

"Jiang...Zao?"

"it's me."

"Really?"

"real."

"really?"

"really."

The tape-like conversation finally made Goto Ichiri realize that he was not hallucinating and Jiang Zao really did not leave.

In excitement, she crawled out from under the quilt, held Jiang Zao in her arms, crying and laughing.

Jiang Zao finally pulled his face away from the humiliation and patted Goto Ichiri's back to comfort her: "Pochi-chan, do you think I like you or your clothes?"

"My...my clothes?"

How insecure do you have to be to think like this?

Jiang Zao pinched her soft cheek lovingly and said, "It must be you."

"But...but, I'm not as cheerful and lively as Hongxia and the others, and I've always worn sportswear..."

Goto Ichiri compared herself with the other members of the band, and felt more and more that she and the others were not on the same level at all.

Sure enough, the plan Liang proposed at the beginning was the most correct one. Wouldn't it be better to let other people go on the date on her behalf?

Seeing that his girlfriend was about to fall into depression again, Jiang Zao kissed her pink lips. This stimulation directly brought Goto Ichiri's soul back to his body.

"Even if you don't believe in yourself, can you at least believe in my judgment as your boyfriend?"

"Can..."

"Chirp."

"I..."

"Chirp."

Jiang Zao simply turned into a kissing maniac. As soon as Goto Ichiri showed negative emotions, he would immediately attack her harshly, feeling like he was possessed by Park Matsushima Mitsuru.

Goto Ichiri put his palm in front of his mouth to block Jiang Zao's continuous attacks, his face red like a ripe persimmon: "I, I believe you."

Seeing that she was finally convinced by his words, Jiang Zao stopped.

"That's right. You have to remember that I like you as a person. I won't hate you just because of something as trivial as your clothes and appearance."

"Ah."

"If this happens again, don't blame me for using the same method, okay?"