Asking Zhihu:
[My senior sister discovered that I’m the author of a romance novel she’s a fan of. Moreover, my pen na is very embarrassing, and my story has steamy scenes. What should I do?]
Answer 1: Marry her on the spot.
Answer 2: Are you sure you’re not reading so strange web novel?
Answer 3: Please share your novel title first. It doesn’t matter if your story has steamy scenes or not. I just want to understand the situation first.
…
After receiving a bunch of useless replies, Jiang Miao gave up on Zhihu.
While having dinner with Wang Xin, Jiang Miao sighed repeatedly while looking at his phone.
“Don’t worry. It’s just a et-and-greet. There’s no way they’ll get us to debate right off the bat,” Wang Xin reassured, assuming Jiang Miao was nervous about the upcoming debate team eting.
Jiang Miao looked helpless. “It’s not that.”
“Then, did you have a fight with Senior Sister Su?” Wang Xin revealed a rare troubled expression. “I don’t know much about this love thing, so I don’t have much advice for you.”
Jiang Miao: “???”
“We’re not in that kind of relationship.”
“It’s okay. I understand.” Wang Xin expressed his understanding and adjusted his glasses.
What the hell do you understand?! Jiang Miao felt frustrated, but he didn’t know how to explain his current relationship with Senior Sister.
If you said that it was a normal relationship between a senior sister and a junior brother, it couldn’t account for the special treatnt she gave him.
If he said it was a relationship between an author and a reader, wouldn’t that directly expose his identity?
He didn’t want to be a self-destructing truck.
At least wait until he beca a big shot author, right?
Okay, that goal might be a little distant.
But at the very least, he had to wait until he wrote a novel with 10,000 subscriptions before he had the confidence to face people’s judgnts.
Especially since revealing his identity would increase the possibility of his parents finding out, which was the last thing he wanted at the mont.
Fortunately, although Senior Sister enjoyed teasing him, she was still willing to keep his secret.
From the looks of it, his identity as Peach Jam wouldn’t be exposed.
The only headache was how to deal with Senior Sister in the future.
Could he really take that advice from Zhihu and get married on the spot?
Putting aside whether Senior Sister was willing or not, he was not such a casual man.
At least… at least we have to start dating first, right?
Bah!
Bah! Bah! Bah!
Jiang Miao shook his head, quickly shaking off this terrifying thought.
Dating was out of the question. It would only beco a stumbling block on his path as a writer.
From now on, he would avoid Senior Sister as much as possible, steering clear of her whenever he could.
As long as he kept a distance from her for a while, be it the matter of social death or the rumors, they would eventually collapse on their own.
“In short, Senior Sister and I just hit it off, but it’s not about love. Do you understand?” Jiang Miao explained hopefully after dinner.
Wang Xin nodded. “Don’t worry. I understand.”
Okay, I can tell from your expression that you don’t understand at all. Jiang Miao felt a mix of frustration and resignation, but he couldn’t be bothered to explain further.
In any case, since he had a clear conscience, there was nothing to fear.
After he kept his distance from Senior Sister for a while, Wang Xin would naturally realize the situation.
“Do you have anything else to do?” Wang Xin asked as they walked out of the cafeteria. “It’s five-thirty now. If you’re free, let’s go straight to the debate team.”
“Sure, let’s go.”
The two of them went straight to Room 215 in the Departnt of Accounting building.
They walked in and saw that there were about a dozen students present.
Jiang Miao was about to find a random seat with Wang Xin when they heard soone greeting nearby.
“Wang Xin? You’ve signed up too?” A capable-looking girl waved at them. “Huanhuan and I are both here. Co sit with us.”
Jiang Miao followed Wang Xin’s gaze and saw the life committee mber, Song Huanhuan, sitting with the girl who just greeted them.
If he rembered correctly, this girl should be their class monitor.
What was her na?
Jiang Miao was confused for a mont. He took out his phone to check the class group chat and found the class monitor’s na.
Sun Yung.
Alright, that wasn’t important. The main point was Song Huanhuan sitting beside her.
“What a coincidence. You’re here to participate in the debate too?” Song Huanhuan adjusted her hair and kept her eyes lingering on Wang Xin. She looked away from ti to ti, displaying a shy, girlish deanor.
Great, now I’ve beco the outsider. Jiang Miao was self-aware and moved aside to let Wang Xin sit next to Song Huanhuan.
Although he wasn’t thrilled about the idea of one of the last two single guys in the dorm room leaving him, he couldn’t deliberately ruin Prince’s budding romance.
The class monitor clearly understood Song Huanhuan’s intentions and was trying to play matchmaker.
“It’s not a coincidence,” Wang Xin said earnestly. “I saw you during the interview yesterday. I thought you saw too.”
Jiang Miao: “…”
Sun Yung: “…”
Song Huanhuan: “…”
Alright, there’s no hope. I’ll just carry him out of here.
“I heard that in the previous first-year debate competitions, most teams were from the sa class,” Sun Yung said, finding a topic to keep the conversation going. “We might be on the sa team this ti, so we should get to know each other.”
“Yes, that’s right,” Song Huanhuan agreed. “I asked a senior sister yesterday. In addition to confirming the teams today, we’ll also decide the arrangents for the first match, including the opponents and debate topics.”
Jiang Miao wasn’t interested in these topics. Anyway, he was just here to go through the motions and would avoid going on stage if possible.
After the first-year competition ended, he would be completely free to return to his writing.
However, Wang Xin was quite interested in this discussion, so the conversation continued.
Jiang Miao glanced at Song Huanhuan and Wang Xin and felt that this pairing might be a challenge.
Their Prince seed to be a bit too much of a straight man.
…
As evening approached and the clock struck six, the participating students arrived one after another.
Aside from those absent, a total of forty people were present.
The seniors of the debate team also started arriving. Except for the casual male captain, Zhao Lu, the rest were all girls.
Even though Jiang Miao already knew this fact beforehand, he was still a bit speechless.
But when Qi Lianyue walked into the classroom with Su Huaizhou behind her, his expression changed drastically.
What the hell???
Why is Senior Sister here?
Seeing Senior Sister hiding behind Qi Lianyue and secretly waving at him, the corners of Jiang Miao’s mouth twitched, and he reluctantly raised his hand in response.
Since Senior Sister Qi was a vice-captain, it was normal for Su Huaizhou to join her in the excitent…
While Jiang Miao was thinking this, Zhao Lu had already begun to get down to business.
“We’ll split into teams today. Students whose nas are called can follow the corresponding senior sister out,” Zhao Lu said. “Your team leaders will explain the specifics of the competition later.”
The senior sisters began calling out nas. The students whose nas were called followed them to other classrooms for their team etings.
“… Wang Xin, Song Huanhuan, Sun Yung, please follow .”
As the number of people in the classroom dwindled and Wang Xin was taken away by the leader of Team 7, Jiang Miao increasingly felt that the situation was amiss. Sothing’s not right…
He looked at the only senior left on the stage, Su Huaizhou, and then looked around the classroom. There were only five participants left.
Wait a minute… Senior Sister, you’re a deputy secretary of the Youth Association’s publicity departnt. What are you doing here with the debate team?
“Okay.” Su Huaizhou clapped her hands with a smile. “Since we’re the only team left, we don’t need to change classrooms. Let’s have our eting here.
“Let introduce myself. I am Su Huaizhou, a vice-captain of the Departnt of Accounting’s debate team. For the next month or so, I’ll be counting on everyone’s cooperation.”
Jiang Miao: “???”
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