The atmosphere in the scene is somewhat subtle.
Mu Xiaoyan was turned to the side, propping her cheek with one hand as she looked at the blurry man.
"I've seen you before."
The blurry-looking man turned his head slightly, his gaze seemingly lingering on her face for a moment.
His tone was flat, without the slightest ripple.
Mu Xiaoyan was overjoyed, thinking she had caught his attention: "Really? Where is it?"
"That time when I asked a question."
The man's voice, still languid and indistinct, made Mu Xiaoyan's heart skip a beat.
"You were one of the people in the crowd who laughed at me back then."
Upon hearing this, Mu Xiaoyan, who had been blushing shyly, froze instantly.
Her face, which usually held a cute expression, visibly froze for a moment.
He then awkwardly tugged at the corners of his mouth and gave a dry laugh.
"Ah... um... brother, you've misunderstood." She quickly waved her hand.
"They weren't laughing at you at the time; they just thought your idea was too far-fetched."
"It's funny, that's why I'm laughing."
"Yeah."
The blurry-looking man simply replied with two words, as if to say, "I don't want to talk to you."
But this indifferent attitude did not deter Mu Xiaoyan. Facial massage
She stubbornly stayed there and started making small talk.
"Where do you live, brother? I see you sunbathing here every day."
"Not far."
"What is your brother's martial soul? Is it plant-based? Otherwise, why would you ask that question?"
"no."
No matter what Mu Xiaoyan asked, the blurry man always gave her a perfunctory answer.
This scene amused audiences across mainland China.
"Isn't this what they call offering a warm face to a cold backside?"
"I have to say, how did this girl manage to keep the conversation going? I really admire her."
It was getting late.
The blurry-looking man seemed to be annoyed to no end. He stood up, brushed the grass clippings off his clothes, and prepared to leave.
Just then, a familiar figure came running over.
It is Jiangzhu.
She ran back to the square, panting, clutching a delicate little box tightly in her hand.
When she saw Mu Xiaoyan sitting on the grass, she paused slightly, a hint of doubt flashing across her face.
But out of politeness, she gave a friendly smile and greeted them first.
Mu Xiaoyan also stood up, straightened her skirt, and politely returned the greeting.
Then, she turned to look at the blurry man, her face beaming with a bright smile, as if the awkwardness from just now had never happened.
"Brother, I had a great time chatting with you today!"
"I'll come find you to play again when I'm free!"
After saying that, she waved gently and left with graceful steps.
Many viewers were speechless as they watched her retreating figure.
"You call those perfunctory answers 'having a good chat'?"
Jiangzhu stared blankly in the direction Mu Xiaoyan had left, then glanced at the blurry man, but didn't ask any further questions. Facial massage
She opened the small box in her hand, her eyes sparkling: "Look!"
"These cookies were given to me by a friend I cured, and they're especially delicious!"
"I thought you probably hadn't left yet, so I came back to have dinner with you."
The blurry-looking man, who was about to leave, looked at the cookie box handed to him and then at her happy face.
He didn't say anything, but silently sat back down.
Jiangzhu happily sat down beside him.
The two sat side by side, watching the sun set.
This scene was completely different from when Mu Xiaoyan was there.
The screen keeps switching between different scenes.
As the days went by, two completely different scenes always appeared in that square.
In the previous scene, Jiangzhu was with the blurry man. The two were either discussing daily life or quietly daydreaming, and the atmosphere was relaxed and pleasant.
The next scene shows Mu Xiaoyan shamelessly staying by his side, subtly probing him in various ways.
The man in the blurry image remained.
Shrek Academy.
Watching this scene, Ma Hongjun exclaimed with envy and jealousy, "Waaah... this is youth!"
"I also want a female student to accompany me every day."
Oscar looked longingly at it, saying, "It makes my heart flutter."
"Dean!"
The two of them turned to look at Flander and said something.
When will our academy recruit some female students?
"We also want to have this beautiful scene!"
Flanders rolled his eyes, speechless. "Fine!"
He rubbed his fingers together: "If you give me the funding, I'll expand recruitment."
"No money? What are you talking about if you have no money?"
The scene changed again.
The scene is no longer that pleasant square, but an office in a college.
The former teacher, Ms. Yang, was now looking at Jiangzhu, who was bowing her head, with a stern face. Facial massage
"Jiangzhu! Take a look at your recent soul power test!"
Teacher Yang slammed her hand on the table in exasperation.
"You've already fallen far behind your peers!"
"If this continues, the gap will only widen!"
"I know you have a kind heart, but aren't you wasting too much time and energy treating other people?"
"Even cultivation time has been squeezed out?"
Teacher Yang sighed and earnestly advised him.
"You should take advantage of this golden period for cultivation and seize the time to improve yourself!"
"From today onwards, stop treating people without proper authorization, do you understand?"
Jiangzhu lowered her head and replied softly, "Yes... Teacher, I understand."
After leaving the office.
Jiangzhu was feeling a little down as she walked along the tree-lined path in the academy.
The teacher's words kept echoing in my mind.
Just then, three male students walked towards them.
When they saw Jiangzhu, their eyes lit up, and they immediately surrounded her.
"Oh, Jiangzhu, I've finally found you!"
One of the boys, who was grinning, rolled up his sleeve, revealing a faint red mark on his arm.
"I was sparring with someone just now and I accidentally scraped myself. It hurts so much."
"Quick, help us get treatment."
The other two chimed in, one with a bruise on his leg and the other with a scraped palm.
This is a minor injury; as a Soul Master, it will heal in a couple of days.
But they acted as if it were perfectly natural, stretching their arms out in front of Jiangzhu.
Jiangzhu looked at them and instinctively wanted to release her martial spirit.
But the next second, she remembered Teacher Yang's instructions, her hand froze in mid-air, and then slowly lowered it.
"that..."
Jiangzhu bit her lip, looking somewhat embarrassed, and said, "Teacher Yang told me to seize the time to cultivate..."
"And your injuries..."
Upon seeing this, the three students' faces immediately fell.
"Hey? Jiangzhu, isn't this a bit boring?"
"It's just a small favor, it shouldn't take more than a few minutes, right?"
"You used to be available whenever I called, how come you've started putting on airs after just a day or two?"
That aggressive tone left Jiangzhu, who was not good with words, frozen in place.
For a moment I didn't know what to say, and my eyes even turned a little red.
Just then.
An angry voice suddenly came from the side.
"You dare to ask Jiangzhu to treat such a minor injury?"
Everyone turned to look.
A handsome young man strode over.
He walked a few steps to Jiangzhu, shielded her behind him, and looked at the three students with disdain.
"What kind of Soul Masters are you? Do you still want to become key members of the Spirit Hall in the future?"
"I think they're three cowards!"
The three students were stunned by the scolding, and the leader muttered something indignantly.
"Qian Xiaosheng, don't be arrogant just because you're talented!"
"What's it to you? We didn't come looking for you!"
Qian Xiaosheng sneered: "Then pay up!"
"What? You think Jiangzhu is too kind to ask for money, so you're really throwing away your dignity?"
"You think you can treat Jiangzhu like free labor? Where do you get your confidence?"
The three people being talked about turned pale and then red, but since Qian Xiaosheng was an outstanding student, they didn't dare to make a move.
She glared at him and Jiangzhu fiercely before turning and leaving.
After driving away the three rogue students, Qian Xiaosheng turned around and looked at Jiangzhu, who was bowing her head and remaining silent.
Are you alright?
At this moment, Qian Xiaosheng's tone revealed a cautious concern.
"In the future, if you encounter shameless people like this, just ignore them."
"People like them have no conscience. You could treat them ten thousand times."
"They won't be grateful to you; instead, they'll take it for granted."
Jiangzhu bit her pale lips, twisted her fingers together, raised her head, and forced a smile.
"I'm fine... Thank you so much for earlier, Qian Xiaosheng."
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