20: Chapter 0020 Dormitory Revelry 20: Chapter 0020 Dormitory Revelry Seeing Luo Yang still chuckling, Suyun said with a smile, “You’re more honest than Xiao Daniu.
You all promised that you were going to study hard.
So, why are you thinking of skipping class on the very first day of school?
Don’t skip classes.
Study hard.
You can do it.”
Luo Yang said, “I never thought about skipping class.”
Suyun encouraged, “You guys are too wild; you can’t rein in your playful hearts all at once.
Take it slow.
You can do it.”
Xiao Daniu, who had already wheeled out his bicycle, felt embarrassed and could only push his bike back to the shed.
“Will you all attend evening study on ti tonight?” Suyun asked softly.
“Yes,” Luo Yang nodded.
“Keep it up.
I believe you won’t let down.
You can do it,” Suyun said with expectation.
Afterward, she put on her helt, mounted her won’s motorcycle, and left the school gates.
Luo Yang watched her drive off into the distance before looking away, a thought flickering through his mind, “Her butt is so round!”
Dai Bao Jian straddled his bicycle, rang the bell a few tis, and, with a few ding ding sounds, tossed his chin up.
“Let’s go, no need to mind her.”
“I promised her, forget it, I’m not going.
You go ahead.”
“Shui Niu, the two of us will go.”
“If Niu Zai isn’t going, I’m not going either.”
“If none of you are going, it’s no fun for to go alone.
Niu Zai, the sun must have risen from the west for you to actually listen to the teacher.
Are you really aiming to beco a top student?”
“Let’s go on Sunday and have a blast,” Luo Yang changed the topic.
The three of them then headed to the cafeteria to eat, but the person at the recharge window had already left for the day, so Luo Yang and Xiao Daniu borrowed Dai Bao Jian’s al card for their al.
After eating, they returned to their dormitory to wait for their turn to shower.
After showering and coming out, half of the evening study ti was already gone.
In the dormitory, only Luo Yang and Xiao Daniu were left; their other roommates had gone to class.
Luo Yang, half-naked and wearing only underwear, picked up a broom as if it were a guitar, pretending to strum as he humd Zhang Yu’s “The Moon’s Trouble”, while Xiao Daniu drumd on the bed fra with his fists.
“It’s all your fault / For falling for so easily / Letting indulge / In the vanity of being loved…”
He was about to belt out the song fully when he suddenly caught sight of a familiar figure standing at the dormitory door.
Luo Yang froze, and the singing stopped abruptly.
The person was none other than Suyun.
Her waterfall-like dark hair shimred with the breeze, each strand lively.
Her white shirt tucked into her jeans, breasts to chest, waist to waist, her silhouette undulating with grace.
Round and slender thighs threatened to break through the denim, her bubbling youthful vigor nearly uncontainable, intellectuality blended with a hint of sexy charm, indeed a sight that made one yearn for an embrace.
“Niu Zai, why did you stop singing?” Xiao Daniu wondered aloud.
Luo Yang hastily tossed the broom aside, grabbed clothes from his bed, and hurriedly dressed before turning to face the doorway.
“Teacher Su, what brings you here?” Luo Yang said with a sheepish grin.
“Eh, your extracurricular life is quite colorful, isn’t it?
It’s just that the timing is a bit inappropriate,” Suyun said with a smile.
“Teacher Su, the water was off just now.
I’ve just finished taking a cool shower,” Luo Yang said, scratching his head.
“It’s ti for evening study now.
Stop playing around and hurry off to class.
I believe you can shake off your laziness.
You can do it,” Suyun said softly.
Luo Yang and Xiao Daniu quickly left the dormitory and dashed toward the classroom.
Sitting in the classroom was dull and uninteresting.
After the first period of evening study had ended, Hong Jiaxin turned her head and said, “Luo Yang, co to school on Sunday morning, and I’ll tutor you.”
Sunday was a perfect ti to play, and Luo Yang hesitated, “On Sunday, ah…”
Hong Jiaxin placed her hands on her hips and said with feigned annoyance, “Are you actually unwilling?
I’m thinking about helping you with your revision, and you’re thinking about playing?”
With his thoughts laid bare, Luo Yang just chuckled without a word.
Hong Jiaxin glanced at Luo Yang, thinking, “Although he’s a poor student, if he’s willing to learn, he should be able to get good grades.
I’ll just have to put all my effort into tutoring him, and let others see what I’m capable of.”
Having thought it through, she added, “That settles it.
Don’t try to haggle with .”
The classmates nearby laughed upon hearing that the top female student was going to tutor the poor male student, all doubting whether Luo Yang was a hopeless case.
At that mont, the silhouette of a boy appeared at the front door of the classroom, standing there and looking inside.
The boy was dressed smartly, with gold rings on the index fingers of both hands.
Luo Yang knew him—his surna was Wei, his given na Jialong, and his nickna was Wei Xiao Bao.
Because the character Wei Xiao Bao from Jin Yong’s novels had seven wives, Wei Jialong was also known as Qi Ci Lang, briefly called Qilang.
Wei Jialong was also one of the top ten poor students in the ninth grade and the son of a nouveau-riche.
“Jiaxin, Wei Jialong is definitely trying to see where you’re sitting,” Zeng Xiaoi whispered.
“So annoying; I hate that type the most.
Always showing off how rich his family is,” Hong Jiaxin said disdainfully.
Wei Jialong’s crush on Hong Jiaxin was an open secret, known to everyone.
“Niu Zai!” Wei Jialong was waving.
Luo Yang left his seat and walked towards the front door, thinking, “Yeah, Wei Xiao Bao must think I’m pursuing Hong Jiaxin.”
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