They don't actually think I like them, do they?

Lately, there have been fewer and fewer comments; I'm feeling incredibly weak both physically and mentally about coffee.

Please feel free to share your expectations for the future of this book, or any feedback you may have!

We'll talk about the rest in our launch remarks, so stay tuned.

039. Yan Yuli's Resistance

Three years ago, the student council specially created a school rule for Yan Yuli, announcing that except for activities organized by the school or the idol herself, all students are not allowed to engage in idol activities such as signing autographs or taking photos on campus, or to harass students with a certain degree of fame in any form.

Otherwise, a major demerit will be given.

In fact, the formulation of this school rule is very vague. What level constitutes harassment? Who can prove that they have engaged in idol activities? How should the idol be punished? What about classmates or friends who are close to Yan Yuli? None of these are explained in detail.

In short, this school rule is practically meaningless; no one has ever been punished for it.

However, it was precisely because of the existence of this seemingly ineffective school rule that, over time, everyone silently reached a consensus—

Disturbing Yan Yuli at school is extremely shameless! It might even attract the wrath of the "Pear Fan Club"!

Therefore, Yan Yuli's campus life was relatively peaceful. Although one or two classmates would occasionally ask her for autographs, it never became a large-scale event.

But right now, those five girls are walking straight towards her!

For a moment, Yan Yuli felt a sense of panic.

She wanted to go back to the classroom, but she just couldn't bring herself to take that step. What if people thought that "Yan Yuli" was giving her classmates a hard time?

At this moment, Yan Yuli's perspective is like Angel's game interface, where she is stuck on the Y key and unable to move, becoming a bound spirit trapped in place.

Soon, the girls arrived in front of Yan Yuli.

They seemed a little nervous, looking at each other as if trying to find a leader to speak to.

Finally, a girl stood up, scratched her head, and said:

"Yan... Yan Yuli, your new advertisement... is so cute, really."

Yan Yuli composed herself, turned around, and flashed her signature smile.

"Really? Thank you."

Yan Yuli's smile made the girls' hearts flutter.

"As expected of Yan Yuli, she's so beautiful..."

"She's so cute..."

It seemed that Yan Yuli's reply gave them courage, and the girl in the lead said again:

"Yan Yuli, can we take a group photo?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Yuli felt a chill run down her spine.

She was wearing her school uniform and wasn't wearing makeup.

Taking photos with strangers in a non-public setting with no makeup is something no idol could ever accept.

Because you have no idea what you'll look like in those random people's photos!

Many girls, in particular, after taking photos with their idols, go to great lengths to beautify and edit their faces, but the idols' bare faces are completely preserved.

Finally, she posted the photos on social media, using her idol's original camera to show off her bare face, to highlight her own heavily edited face.

Then I received a bunch of comments from my girlfriends: "Wow, baby, you're even prettier than celebrities!" "So celebrities don't look that great from a passerby's perspective!" Then I'd feign indifference and reply, "No, no~"

Yan Yuli had experienced similar tactics in junior high school.

No matter how much those people like themselves, they will always love themselves more than their idols, which is normal.

Now, the girls in front of me, all wearing heavy makeup, are staring at me with wide, expectant eyes, asking to take a photo with me.

Yan Yuli felt a strong resistance in her heart.

She wanted to refuse, and she had every reason to refuse, as the student council had said that students were prohibited from engaging in idol activities on campus.

However, she still couldn't say the words.

If I refuse, will they talk badly about me behind my back? Will they exaggerate and smear my image? Will others think Yan Yuli is being arrogant? Once rumors start circulating, that woman will definitely blame me first without even knowing the facts...

Yan Yuli had too many worries in her heart. Since entering high school, she seemed to have lost the skill of "refusing" and was forever living in the predetermined path arranged for her by others.

Seeing the expectant looks on the faces of the girls in front of her, Yan Yuli finally smiled slightly.

"Ok."

Her heart was far less cold than she appeared. She was sensitive, lonely, cowardly, and fearful of everything, yet she lacked any courage to break the status quo.

All she could do was wait for the people around her to let her go, or for someone to come and save her.

Sometimes, Yan Yuli really envied Lin Han, envying his fearlessness and his ability to always act unpredictably, as if no rules in this world could bind him.

Therefore, Yan Yuli once placed her hopes on Lin Han, hoping that he would be the one to save her.

However, the woman's words soon made her realize that Lin Han could not stay by her side forever, nor could he truly become her wings.

She will always remember how that woman destroyed her best friend, Xiao Mu, in an extremely horrific way.

Yan Yuli didn't want to see Lin Han become like that, so she took a series of actions to keep her distance from Lin Han.

Furthermore, Yan Yuli emphasized in her WeChat Moments that Lin Han was just her assistant, which was actually an implication that Lin Han would be rewarded for helping her, and that the two could not be considered "good friends" at all.

After receiving Yan Yuli's reply, the girls became excited.

"I come first, I come first!"

The girl in the lead came to Yan Yuli's side, and the two leaned against the balcony. The girl raised her phone and started taking a selfie.

Facing the camera, Yan Yuli maintained her smile.

Just then, through the camera's view, Yan Yuli suddenly saw a familiar figure walking on the playground.

Yan Yuli immediately turned her head and looked down, her pupils suddenly widening.

It's Lin Han.

There was a boy and a girl following them.

He was still as spirited as ever, radiating confidence, walking in the sunlight, chatting and laughing with his friends.

If he knew his current situation, he would definitely look down on himself, right?

A bitter expression appeared on Yan Yuli's face.

She turned her head back to face the camera, her expression somewhat blank.

"..."

Just as the girl taking the photo was about to press the shutter button, Yan Yuli raised her hand to block it.

"Sorry, I've thought about it and decided not to take the photos," Yan Yuli said.

"The school has regulations prohibiting idol activities on campus."

"But if we don't tell anyone, there are no outsiders here!" the girl said anxiously.

"How about this, I have a commercial performance event in a while. If you come to the event, I can let you cut in line for a photo."

Yan Yuli smiled and then turned and left.

"Hey!!"

Several girls shouted from behind, but could only see Yan Yuli's back.

One of the girls stomped her feet in anger and cursed, "What are you pretending for?!"

However, Yan Yuli remained unmoved and had already walked far away.

Does Lin Han's absence mean everything is meaningless?

No.

Gradually, Yan Yuli realized that the feelings Lin Han gave her had long since become a pillar of support, giving her the courage to change.

The afternoon sun shone on Yan Yuli's face, and the girl revealed a bright and confident smile.

040. It's gone viral!

Lin Han, Xu Hui, and Qiao Qiao went to a supermarket, a lighting store, and a hardware store near the campus to buy all the items needed to open the store, and then brought them back to school.

Lin Han also specially ordered a foam plaque that read "Music Cafe".

"So direct?" Qiao Qiao asked, puzzled.

"So direct," Lin Han replied.

"Are you really okay?" Qiao Qiao asked with a worried look on her face.

With this name, music becomes the coffee shop's main selling point.

But what level can a high school student reach, no matter how well they play the piano?

Being able to play a simple piece fluently is already quite good.

The original intention of borrowing the piano was to make the store look more stylish, but using it as the main selling point of the coffee shop is probably a bit risky.

"What piece do you plan to play then? 'Little White Goose' or 'Ode to Joy'?" Qiao Qiao asked.

Lin Han pondered for a moment and said, "I haven't decided yet. I might improvise. Something like 'Croatian Rhapsody,' 'Dance of the Flowers,' or 'Kikujiro's Summer.'"

"What are these tunes? I've never heard them before," Qiao Qiao asked, her face full of confusion.

"Let's just say I wrote it," Lin Han said with a smile, scratching his head.

"You wrote this??" Qiao Qiao was even more confused.

At this moment, Xu Hui stepped in to smooth things over, "Alright, stop asking so many questions. Let's go buy flowers first, and then you can just watch my good brother's performance!"

Hearing Xu Hui say that, Qiao Qiao didn't ask any further questions.

The group went to a flower shop, intending to buy some artificial flowers to decorate the dining table.

As soon as I entered the store, I heard a song playing inside.

The melody is melodious and leisurely, accompanied purely by piano, and the vocals are deep and gentle:

"The sky is the color of rain after a storm, and I'm waiting for you."

Wisps of smoke rise from chimneys, thousands of miles away across the river.

The bottom of the bottle is inscribed with Han Dynasty clerical script, imitating the elegant style of previous dynasties.

Consider this a foreshadowing of our meeting~

......"

Lin Han was taken aback. Wasn't this his own song?

He quickly opened Bilibili and discovered that his song had already been approved in the early hours of yesterday.

And now, it has already garnered over two million plays and made it to the homepage of the music section!

Qiao Qiao, who was picking flowers, was also deeply attracted by this song.

"What a beautiful song! The lyrics are beautiful, the singing is beautiful, the melody is beautiful!" Qiao Qiao couldn't help but exclaim.

The combination with this flower shop creates such a beautiful ambiance!

"It sounds good, doesn't it!"

The florist smiled broadly when she saw that the music she played had been praised.

"I just came across this song on Bilibili this morning. It's so moving that I listened to it over and over again and couldn't resist exporting the MP4 file of the video."

"That's amazing! What's the name of this song? Who wrote it?" Qiao Qiao rarely showed such a girlish side.

"This song is called 'Blue and White Porcelain,' and it was written by Orange Sauce from Bilibili."

"So it was him! No wonder!!" Qiao Qiao was even more excited.

"You like him too?" the proprietress asked with delight, as if she had found a kindred spirit.

"Of course! Our whole dorm listened to his song 'Lovely Woman' every day! Even though it's a love song, his renditions are truly captivating! When did he release that song?"