After the 99th Confession , The Cold School Beauty’s Personality Collapsed Chapter 31

Dorm 404.

"Qin Luo, you’re incredible! Absolutely insane!!!"

“Co on, tell us—what do the school beauty’s lips taste like? Are they sweet?”

“Nah, I bet they’re cool and refreshing!”

“Bro, what do you think you were doing, licking an ice pop?”

“Man, Qin Luo, you just casually won over the school beauty. You’re unbelievable! You’re practically a role model for all of us!”

“‘Casually’? No way! If you think about it, Qin Luo’s been playing a long ga for more than three months!”

“Exactly! After ninety-nine confessions, he switched up his tactics, playing hard to get. He had the school beauty hooked and then used the perfect opportunity today to finally win her over. Genius, absolute genius!”

“Please, Qin Luo, open a class. I’ll kneel and learn everything!”

“Screw the school beauty, Qin Luo, can you teach how to play basketball? I’ll even pay you tuition!”

“Shut up, man! We’re talking about girls here, not basketball… But yeah, count in for the basketball lessons too! That dunk of yours was sick. Imagine how many girls would throw themselves at if I could do that.”

“Honestly, it's not even about winning over girls. It’s about learning a valuable skill. You never know when it’ll co in handy.”

“Sa here!”

Since Qin Luo ca back, Dorm 404 had turned into a marketplace, filled with non-stop noise.

It wasn’t just his three roommates. People from nearby dorms who knew Qin Luo had all crowded in, bombarding him with admiration and jealousy.

Seriously, it’s bad enough that he’s good-looking, but on top of that, he’s great at basketball.

Being good at basketball is one thing, but then the school beauty literally threw herself at him.

People used to think that confessing to soone dozens of tis without giving up made him look like a complete simp.

Now, they realized—he was the real king, hidden all along!

Everyone knelt before him, jokingly declaring that whether it was a class on basketball or dating advice, they were ready to pay both tuition fees and offer their kneecaps to learn from him.

After finally getting everyone to leave, the dorm room quieted down a bit.

Qin Luo lay back in a lounge chair, sighing in amusent.

To be honest, he was still feeling dazed.

Ji Yan’s actions had caught everyone off guard—including him.

It was so out of character for her that it felt like Qin Luo had struck a jackpot.

His stats had increased by several points, he’d gained fifty thousand yuan, and there were also opportunities for him to perfectly compose both a song and a novel.

It felt like he had struck gold, but underneath that gold exterior, it was more like a diamond mine.

No, wait—he could even be bolder. What if it was actually a uranium or rare-earth tals mine…?

The thought made Qin Luo’s lips curl into an uncontrollable smile.

His three roommates noticed and couldn’t help but shake their heads in amazent.

“Look at him, grinning like an idiot.”

“Yeah, Qin Luo said he was giving up, but after chasing her for so long, it’s no wonder he’s so happy.”

“No kidding. You’ve got to hand it to Ji Yan. Publicly kissing him like that—such a bold move. It’s got our boy over here smiling like a fool.”

Qin Luo heard their chatter and shot them a blank stare.

You guys don’t get it. I’m just a cold-hearted miner, always thinking about how to dig up more treasure. Who’s got ti for romantic nonsense?

But then again, Ji Yan’s move was definitely next-level. Way better than my strategy of confessing over and over again. Looks like she’s trying to lock down for good.

Qin Luo sank deeper into thought.

Not long after, there was a knock at the door, and a boy stepped inside.

Qin Luo reflexively said, “Leave your kneecaps and go.”

The boy looked confused and a little lost, pointing at Li Xuan. “I’m looking for Li Xuan…”

Qin Luo awkwardly covered his face with both hands.

Li Xuan stood up and greeted him. “Xiao Ming! What’s up?”

Xiao Ming said, “Li Xuan, the music departnt head wanted to ask how your song is coming along. You know the performance lineup has to be submitted right after the weekend.”

“What?! That soon?” Li Xuan was shocked.

Xiao Ming looked at him suspiciously. “Don’t tell you’re not ready…”

Li Xuan imdiately straightened up. “Quit ssing around. Of course, I’m ready. I’ve been practicing a few songs. It’s just a cover, not an original. No big deal.”

“Oh, okay. What song did you choose? I’ll let the head know.”

“…I’ve practiced several, but I haven’t decided which one to perform yet. I’ll tell you tomorrow.”

“Alright, just don’t take too long. The submission deadline is right after the weekend.”

“Yeah, yeah, I got it.”

After Xiao Ming left, Li Xuan slumped back into his chair like a deflated fish.

Everyone in the room knew what they had been talking about.

With sumr vacation approaching, it was also graduation season. The seniors were preparing to leave campus for good, and even the juniors were getting ready to enter the working world.

The school’s four-yearly anniversary celebration was coming up, and the administration had planned a grand event just before the sumr break. So well-known alumni and a few C-list celebrities had been invited to perform.

Of course, the majority of the performances were still expected to co from the students, with the music and dance departnts taking center stage.

Li Xuan, a mber of the music departnt, had a passion for music despite his goofy and chubby deanor. In middle and high school, he had loved music and even taken formal lessons.

But over ti, he realized he wasn’t cut out for a career in music, so he kept it as a hobby.

Still, he joined the music departnt in college, though his involvent was sporadic at best.

With the school celebration looming, the music departnt was tasked with preparing performances for the event.

All they had to do was sing a cover of a popular or classic song.

It wasn’t difficult, but performing in front of school leadership, alumni, and celebrities wasn’t for the faint-hearted.

At first, Li Xuan tried to get out of it, but when he couldn’t, he chose a few songs he was comfortable with.

Initially, he had practiced with his guitar, but over ti, he grew complacent, figuring he was good enough. His only concern was calming his nerves for the performance, so he spent most days lazing around, calling it “ntal preparation.”