What was it like to experience social death?
Just looking at this term might not make it clear.
But a few examples would be enough to make people feel the sha, embarrassnt, and awkwardness of being able to dig to the Mariana Trench with their toes.
For example, accidentally opening a video you forgot to close last night while making a presentation to your company’s leadership.
For example, running into your teachers and classmates while cross-dressing in cosplay at an ani convention.
For example, accidentally entering the wrong restroom in front of your crush.
The list went on and on.
At this mont, Jiang Miao could fully empathize with the people in these situations. He only hoped that the space agency would start the Mars colonization plan as soon as possible and let him make a small contribution to humanity’s quest for the sea of stars.
But clearly, let alone immigrating to Mars…
He couldn’t even leave the School of Business right now!
Seeing Senior Sister staring at the monitor with relish, Jiang Miao stiffened in his seat, his brain completely shut down, and he was already thinking about his own epitaph.
—The Great Social Death of an Author of Dog Food Novels, Peach Jam.
No… Jiang Miao moaned inwardly, feeling extre despair about the afterlife as well.
“Jiang Qiu, who was changing, looked at Chen Wen on the bed and waved to urge him to get up quickly.” Su Huaizhou’s gentle reading voice drifted into Jiang Miao’s ears. “But at this mont, Chen Wen was utterly stunned when he saw Jiang Qiu in only her underwear after removing her pajamas. Wow~ How exciting~”
Swish! The next second, the writing software was closed.
Su Huaizhou was stunned for a mont. She turned to look at the already awake Junior Brother and complained, “Junior Brother, what are you doing? I haven’t finished reading yet.”
You still expect to let you finish reading it in front of ? Jiang Miao gritted his teeth under Senior Sister’s social death beam and moved the mouse to delete the writing software.
Anyway, the software was online, so he wasn’t worried about losing his draft.
“It’s too late to delete it now, isn’t it?” Su Huaizhou looked at him with a smile and leaned her face closer to Jiang Miao’s. “I already know, Peach~ Jam~”
Ahhh!!! Don’t say this na!!!
Being called this shaful pen na in real life, Jiang Miao felt every cell in his body trembling.
It was as though he were a spy whose true na had been exposed. Even though he was wearing tight black clothes, he still felt completely naked and laid bare.
Is it still possible to drop out? Jiang Miao felt that the University of Calgary might be more suitable for him.
“Junior Brother, your concealnt has made suffer so much.” Su Huaizhou poked Jiang Miao’s face with her index finger. “You’ve been keeping in the dark all this ti. Every ti I praised you for writing well, were you secretly happy?”
“…” The corners of his eyes twitched as he swallowed his frustration. “Senior Sister, I’m sorry. I was wrong.”
I’m clearly the victim here!
But I have to apologize to Senior Sister… Damn it!
However, even though he had reasons for hiding this matter from Senior Sister, it was still sowhat inappropriate.
It was indeed very satisfying to receive praise from fans without them knowing he was the author. But since the truth was out, he still had to apologize for hiding it before.
… Though Su Huaizhou didn’t seem to mind much.
“But…” Su Huaizhou thought of sothing and smiled at Jiang Miao. “Girls don’t wear bras to bed. Junior Brother, you’ve made a common-sense mistake.”
!!!
Stop talking!!!
I’m already dying here!!!
Jiang Miao was so ashad that he only wanted to find a hole to crawl into.
He was just an innocent boy. How could he know what girls wore to bed?!
He wasn’t a girl, nor did he have a girlfriend. Not knowing this ‘common sense’ was actually normal!
No, this can’t go on any longer. Jiang Miao returned to his senses and realized where the problem lay.
The current rhythm was entirely in the hands of the devilish Senior Sister, and he had no power to resist at all.
At this mont, the only key to solving the predicant…
… was…
… to run!
“Senior Sister!” Jiang Miao suddenly stood up and shouted.
“Hmm? What’s up?” Su Huaizhou tilted her head and looked at him with a puzzled smile.
“I feel I’ve been too comfortable in the Political Work Group!” Jiang Miao said earnestly with a burning gaze. “Although the students of the Political Work are harmonious and loving, help each other, and are united in advancing, whenever I think about my classmates still sweating profusely on the field, training hard under the blazing sun, I feel deeply guilty!
“Therefore, I’ve decided to officially resign from my position in the Political Work Group and imdiately return to the military training team to truly experience and understand the hardships and difficulties of being a soldier!
“That’s all. Goodbye, Senior Sister!”
With that, Jiang Miao bolted away without giving Senior Sister a chance to persuade him to stay. He ran out of the office, leaving only the dumbstruck students behind in the office.
What’s wrong with him?
The Political Work Group had such a comfortable environnt, but he was really leaving just like that?
Watching Jiang Miao’s hasty flight, Su Huaizhou sat on her chair and giggled with her hand covering her mouth. She shook her head, not knowing what to say.
This guy… She looked at the monitor, now devoid of any evidence, and a smug smile appeared on her face.
Does he really think he can escape from my palm like that?
Hmph~ See you at the debate team tonight~
…
Jiang Miao, who had escaped from the devil’s den, had yet to realize the seriousness of the matter. He was panting heavily under the shade of a tree.
Since he beca obsessed with writing in high school, his body had indeed been deteriorating day by day… He held his old waist and walked on the path with a look of lancholy. What should I do now?
Despite all his precautions, he had still been careless and had ultimately been discovered by Senior Sister.
Avoidance was only a temporary solution. The School of Business was only so big, and they would eventually encounter each other again.
Unless he really made up his mind and gritted his teeth to drop out of school.
However, this was just a thought. After all, if he really dropped out, he would have to face the combined wrath of his parents when he returned ho.
If his parents found out the real reason for dropping out…
Ha, haha…
Then he might as well die.
Perhaps the bottom of the Qiantang River was his true resting place.
Since avoidance wasn’t a solution, he could only think of a way to shut Senior Sister’s mouth.
Jiang Miao looked depressed as he thought about ways to keep Senior Sister silent.
After all, she was his dear and loyal fan, so he had to give her so face as the author, right?
Moreover, in the final analysis, today’s incident was still Senior Sister’s fault!
If she hadn’t been treating him to bubble tea these past few days, why would he dream of the Senior Sister-flavored bubble tea lake at night?
If he hadn’t dread of her, he wouldn’t have had insomnia.
If not for insomnia, he wouldn’t have fallen asleep this morning.
If he hadn’t fallen asleep, Senior Sister wouldn’t have discovered the truth.
So, when it ca down to it, it was all Senior Sister’s fault!
But what was the use of assigning bla now?
Disheartened, Jiang Miao walked to the sports field in a daze and found his class’s formation. He looked up at the scorching sun and let out a sigh. The free air conditioning of the Political Work Group… is gone just like that.
“Report! Third Battalion, Second Company, First Platoon, Jiang Miao! Requesting to return to the team!”
Under Xun Liang’s astonished gaze, Jiang Miao, who had wandered around for a few days, finally returned to his original base.
“Brother Jiang, have you lost your mind? You ran back here on this hot day?”
“What do you know?” Jiang Miao had a righteous expression. “Military training is the best way to train willpower. The Political Work Group is a place for slacking off and enjoying yourself. It’s better not to stay there!”
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