That was when she finally opened her WeChat to send a message. She clicked on the chat bar and started typing a reply.
Yanyan Wants to Get Rich Quickgl: [smile.jpg]
Was it still popular to block and then unblock people in this decade? He resembles the type of scumbag that discards first and then turns back around out of regret.
"This Lu Mingxuan is really quite extraordinary," she muttered. 0Probably cut from the same cloth as that fisherman who gave me snacks before baiting someone else."
I just don't know who is more of a scumbag.
Snorting with amusement, she tossed her phone onto the mattress like she'd just completed an award-winning takedown. Only, five seconds later, her phone vibrated.
New message.
After a while, the other replied with a "?"
Lu Qingyan thought in her heart, you sent so many messages and recalled them, and yet you sent a "?", really quite strange.
She was so sleepy that she could barely keep her eyes open, so she didn't pay much attention before she continued to respond: "Are you playing with me? Is it fun to mess with me?"
After she finished, she was about to pull open the news out of habit. Then, Lu Qingyan, who was originally drowsy-eyed, suddenly sat up on the bed.
Because she saw that the last message she sent him was—
The sticker of a little girl making a greeting.
Wa-wait, then this person is—
She took a glance at the username.
—"Jing."
Lu Qingyan:!!!
The profile picture of both people were black and they were right next to each other on the list, so when she quickly responded, she really didn't notice.
At the same time, Wang Jingyuan, who had just come out of the bathroom wiping his wet short hair with a towel, heard a ringtone from the mobile phone on the table.
He put the towel around his neck before he walked over and picked up the phone. Then he saw that there was a baffling message on the WeChat screen.
Yanyan Wants to Get Rich Quick: Did you know, you are like a scumbag.
Yanyan Wants to Get Rich Quick: [smile.jpg]
Wang Jingyuan:?
The other side quickly responded.
Yanyan Wants to Get Rich Quick: Are you playing with me? Is it fun to mess with me?
Wang Jingyuan paused mid-scroll, eyebrows slightly raised.
"…Huh?"
Wang Jingyuan glanced down, his eyes fixed on the "Is it fun to mess with me?" for a long time.
The night lights from the city entered the room, making the expression in his eyes a little strange.
He picked up the phone and when he was typing, all the messages from the other side suddenly disappeared.
"The other party recalled a message."
"The other party recalled a message."
"The other party recalled a message."
Yanyan Wants to Get Rich Quick: I made a mistake.
Wang Jingyuan slightly paused his fingers that were typing.
On the other side, Lu Qingyan was seconds away from digging a grave beneath her bedroom floor.
"Why didn't I check the name? Why are their icons both black? Who told me to be sleepy and careless and—"
Who would have imagined that the screen would unexpectedly display: "The other party is typing..."
She threw the phone onto her blanket and curled into herself like a shrimp.
She didn't want to see it. She didn't need to see it. She should fake her death and transfer schools tomorrow. Go to the mountains. Live off the grid.
However, he actually didn't mention the messages she had recalled.
Jing: The competition class is tomorrow, have you finished reviewing your notes?
Lu Qingyan:!!!
Lu Qingyan had a rough idea of the arrangement of the school's competition class. She had heard from Peng Jianda that whenever he went, they would have a test regarding the previous lessons.
After finding out about the time for the competition class, she became nervous for a moment. She set down her phone and jumped out of bed with a thump to find the notebook that Wang Jingyuan gave her.
Then she saw a WeChat response from the other:
Seems like you don't want that notebook anymore.
Lu Qingyan:!!!
She had rushed out of the classroom after school without checking. The notebook he let her borrow—the one filled with math competition notes—was still with him.
She snatched her phone.
Yanyan Wants to Get Rich Quick: No no no!
Yanyan Wants to Get Rich Quick: I want it! I want it! I want it!!!
She sent three in a row, desperation leaking through every exclamation point.
Over on his end, Wang Jingyuan's eyes lingered on the screen, particularly on the… enthusiastic phrasing.
After a while, Lu Qingyan saw that the other replied.
Jing: Don't say "I want" when sending messages to a scumbag.
Jing: After all, when it comes to a scumbag, nobody knows what kind of beastly things they might do.
Lu Qingyan: "…"
She stared, slack-jawed at her screen.
Was this person flirting?
No—he couldn't be! Could he?
…Wait.
Was that supposed to be a joke? Was she the joke?
She couldn't tell.
Regardless, one thing was for sure:
Not only was Wang Jingyuan coquettish enough to make someone's legs buckle, he also knew how to hold a grudge.
After she took the notebook back the next day, in order to show that she attached great importance to the notes and in hopes of not doing too miserably during the math competition class the next day, she would open the notebook and review the notes after each class.
And Tuesday meant… evening self-study.
That evening, with little homework to distract her, Lu Qingyan parked herself in her seat before 7 PM. The classroom buzzed with quiet energy. As soon as the bell rang, it fell into eerie silence.
Today was a rare day with little homework, so Lu Qingyan was able to complete it before the evening self-study.
The evening self-study started at 7 o'clock sharp. The originally noisy classroom immediately quieted down when the bell rang.
Since the start of self-study, Lu Qingyan had been continuously analyzing the questions in the black notebook. She discovered that the topics were more difficult. She had been stuck on a question for a long time now.