Liang Sheng wanted to laugh. “Young Miss… turns out you care about me that much~”
“Umph!” Young Miss Lu Ziqing flushed with embarrassment at the reminder. “I-I, who cares about you! I just… I’m the class president, so I have to take responsibility for my friends’ well… Ah! No! I didn’t say ‘friends’! That’s so cheesy—who’s friends with you anyway!”
Miss Lu grew so flustered that her face turned beet red. Her words tumbled out in a jumbled mess, stumbling over each other until she had no idea what she was even saying anymore.
“Hahaha!” Liang Sheng burst into laughter, her eyes crinkling into happy crescents. “But… I’ll always think of you as my good friend, Young Miss.”
Ding~ Favorability increased.
“Lu Ziqing’s Favorability Toward Liang Sheng: 118”
Lu Ziqing bit her lower lip, her hands fidgeting restlessly with the hem of her clothes. Awkwardly, she mumbled, “I… maybe… maybe I think of you as a friend too.”
“Just maybe…” Liang Sheng put on an exaggerated expression of regret.
“I-I…!” Young Miss Lu Ziqing’s heart ached at the pitiful look on her face. She felt her own evasiveness was downright despicable. Steeling herself, she squeezed her eyes shut…
“Actually… I like Liang Sheng the most!!”
The noisy classroom fell utterly silent in an instant.
“Y-Young Miss, you shouted that way too loud!”
“Liangliang~ Beneath the moonlight, my longing for you swells into a river~”
Miss Lu and Liangliang were left frozen on the spot, utterly dumbfounded.
The entire class went quiet as a graveyard—you could hear a pin drop.
Su Ze stood there with his mouth hanging open, dumbstruck.
Liang Sheng floundered helplessly, smacking her lips, with no clue how to explain.
After a long moment, thunderous applause erupted in the classroom, laced with cheers of “Congratulations!” “A hundred years of happiness!” and “Early blessings with a son!”
You guys are all wrong! Seriously wrong! This is clearly just pure sisterly friendship!
Lu Ziqing and Liang Sheng: “……” They desperately wanted to pack their bags and flee the planet right that instant. Farewell, my beloved world!
The uproar finally died down when the class bell rang, putting an end to the embarrassing mix-up.
That day, word spread like wildfire across the entire campus: Class President Lu from their class had confessed to a pretty girl named Liang in their class. Wailing and lamentations echoed everywhere.
And somehow, the rumors only grew more outrageous from there.
To showcase the female leads’ irresistible charm, the original author had lined up a parade of stellar male suitors—guys who fell head over heels at first sight. Sure, it was contrived as hell, but ever since Liang Sheng laid eyes on her own stunning reflection, she’d fallen hopelessly in love with herself (shameless). So she bought it: maybe love at first sight (scratch that—lust at first sight) really was a thing.
Thus, the plot veered into full Mary Sue territory. Hordes of boys who crushed on Liang Sheng or Lu Ziqing filled the air with heartbroken howls, clutching their heads and sobbing uncontrollably.
After school, a few guys even tried to corner her. Liang Sheng silently flipped them the bird. “Bunch of dumbasses (what a refined lady). I don’t even know you.”
One boy got all worked up, leaning in closer as he ranted, his face flushed and veins bulging in his neck, spittle flying everywhere. Liang Sheng felt her stomach turn and kept backing away.
Where the hell was Song An’an? Why hadn’t she shown up yet? Liang Sheng glanced anxiously at her watch.
“Hey! Liang Sheng, I like you so damn much! Why do you have to like girls?!” The guy was frothing at the mouth like he’d had a seizure, reaching out to grab her arm.
“Hey?!” Her wrist burned from his grip, and Liang Sheng snapped. “Let go of my damn hand, you psycho!”
“Ah…” The guy suddenly looked blissful. “Liang Sheng talked to me… I’m so happy…”
Liang Sheng: “…Dumbass.” She had to call Senior Sister Yuqi pronto. Hana was sick and hadn’t come to school—no point troubling her. If she showed up, things would go south; that guy might not die, but he’d be half-dead for sure.
Before Liang Sheng could pull out her phone with her free hand, the guy was yanked backward by his collar and slammed to the ground.
“Hm?” Liang Sheng looked over.
Golden short hair—ah, it was Sister Bai Zhen (you know, the live-stream sales girl whose brother is gay and into traps).
“Sister Bai Zhen! What brings you here?” Liang Sheng’s face lit up with excitement, turning pink. She’d searched high and low with no luck, but here she was without any effort—perfect timing to boost that favorability.
Bai Zhen waved dismissively at Liang Sheng. “My brother had something come up, so he asked me to pick up Yuzhee after school. I drove over and saw this jerk harassing you. Seriously, what’s wrong with your classmates? They all just stand around watching a little girl get bullied?”
Liang Sheng didn’t reply. Instead, she fangirled like a total groupie, clasping her hands under her chin as stars burst from her eyes. “Whoa, Sister Bai Zhen was seriously so cool just now~ Even this girl got total heart flutters!”
