Chapter 3: Sent by mistake again?

This was the second time G asked if it was me, and Ji Su decided to give him a positive answer.

Disney's Girl on the Run: [Yes, I meant to send it to my best friend, but I accidentally clicked on the wrong one...]

Disney Beauty on the Run: [cat shy.jpg]

G: [Uh-huh.]

Ji Su skimmed the corners of her lips and pressed the cell phone screen off and put it back on the desktop.

Qiao Jin came over again, "Huh? Why don't you talk again?"

"Later, I'll take a shower first." Ji Su got up and prepared to go to the balcony to collect a change of clothes.

"I get it again, this is called retreating to advance!" Qiao Jin suddenly realized and jumped over to hug his thigh, "Susu, please accept me as your disciple!"

Ji Su ducked back and crowed, "I swear, I really just wanted to take a shower first."

After her shower, Ji Su gets out of the bathroom and brushes her hair as she makes her way to the table.

Qiao Jin was lying on the bed playing with his cell phone when he heard the commotion and raised his head again, "Susu, check if Zha Nan has sent you any new messages."

"Wait a minute." Ji Su picked up her cell phone on the table and tapped into the WeChat dialog box that hadn't exited yet.

G: [You said your name is Mengmeng, is that your real name?]

Ji Su raises his eyes, "Sent, asking for my real name."

"Real name?" Qiao Jin leapt off the bed, "Dog man couldn't have done too many bad things to try to find out your real information, could he?"

"It's possible." Ji Su put down the towel she was rubbing her hair with, "Don't worry, I'm not that stupid."

He first clicked into the WeChat homepage, changed his WeChat nickname to "Mengmeng", and then began to reply.

Mengmeng: [My name has the word "meng" in it, so that's what everyone close to me calls me.]

G: [Uh-huh.]

Ji Su looked at the cold "hmmm" and after a moment's thought, decided to test the waters first.

Mengmeng: [Senior, what's your name?]

G: [You got my tweets and don't know my name?]

Ji Su: "......"

This Senior Zha Nan seems to be smarter and more cunning than he imagined, no wonder he can trick Sister Lin Yan so badly.

Mengmeng : [I was asking other people about the most handsome boy on the court that day, and then I got the senior's WeChat].

Mengmeng: [But I still want to make sure...]

This time there was silence on the other side for a few moments before the reply came back.

G: [It's me you're adding.]

Ji Su couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, a little surprised by the level of cheekiness on the other side of the table.

How confident is this Zha Nan to consider himself the most handsome guy in the room?

Thinking like this, Ji Su eyes inexplicably surfaced a handsome and indifferent face, as well as that pair of eyes as deep as a cold pool.

He snapped back to his senses, waving the face of the high-flying schoolteacher from his mind, and continued to inquire.

Mengmeng: [So what's the senior's name?]

G: [I'll tell you later.]

Perhaps feeling that this reply was a bit stiff, the opposite party quickly added another.

G: [When you're willing to tell me your full name.]

Mengmeng : [Then ...... what would you like me to call you?]

G: [As you wish.]

Mengmeng: [Anything?]

G: [Uh-huh.]

Ji Su thought that Zha Nan should be expecting Mengmeng to be called "brother" because the boys around him are very good at it.

Mengmeng: [Then I'll continue to call you "Senior"...]

Ji Su slid her fingertips upwards, realizing she could expertly use inflections and wavy lines to convey a lovely tone of voice.

He nodded in recognition of his ability to learn.

Mengmeng: [Senior, I'm going to get ready for bed.]

G: [Sleeping so early?]

Mengmeng: [Mengmeng is a girl, she needs to get her beauty sleep...]

Mengmeng: [Goodnight Cat.jpg]

After sending the message, Ji Su logged out of the small number without waiting for a reply from the other party, and switched to the large number she used everyday to report the latest progress to her sister.

Ji Su: [Elder sister, I've successfully talked to that Zha Nan.]

Lin Yan: [Great! I knew you could do it!]

Lin Yan: [Little Susu, I'm counting on you to make sure that Sister gets her revenge!]

Ji Su : [If you're looking for someone to talk to these days, you can always come to me.]

Lin Yan: [Little Susu, you're really good ......]

Lin Yan: [If this keeps up, I might fall in love with you someday!]

Ji Su : [Sister don't make fun of me.]

Lin Yan ：［Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay.]

Ji Su: [Okay, be safe.]

Ji Su put down his cell phone, sat down on a chair, turned on his computer and started drawing.

The lovely Mengmeng is getting her beauty sleep, but Ji Su has to keep working on her major assignments.

*

The next day was Monday, and there were two English classes in the morning. After the classes, Ji Su and Qiao Jin went to the second cafeteria to have lunch together.

The cafeteria was bustling with people, Qiao Jin scanned around and suddenly his eyes lit up, "Susu!"

Ji Su stopped walking, "What's wrong?"

"Zhou Yang, I see Zhou Yang!" Qiao Jin was beaming, "It must be a special fate that brought us together again!"

Ji Su followed his line of sight and the first thing he saw was another person.

Wearing a black hoodie, Gu Zhao stood taller than the rest of the crowd, with one hand in his pocket and an expressionless face, looking cold and tugging, but unable to stop the fire of passionate stares around him.

Qiao Jin also shifted his eyes to him, and couldn't help but let out an exclamation, "Gu Zhao is really damn handsome!"

Ji Su retracted her eyes, "Restrain your drooling."

"If it wasn't for the fact that that face is just so handsome that people and gods would be furious, it would be absolutely impossible for him to be elected as the school grass with his character." Qiao Jin thought for a moment, "As far as I know, of the past University A schoolboys, only Lu Jinyan can compete with one."

Ji Su : "How do you know everything?"

"That must be ah!" Qiao Jin heatedly smiled, "And I'm telling you, that Lu Jin Yan is also a giver, and later came out publicly, his date is still from the art department of our University A, seems to be called Jiang--"

Ji Su was afraid that he was going to recite someone's life story again and interrupted, "Do you want to go over and say hello to Zhou Yang?"

"This ......" Qiao Jin was a bit hesitant, "Talking online is fine, in front of so many people, I don't know what to say to him."

"Forget it then." Ji Su stepped away, "Let's wait until you guys get acquainted."

"Wait!" Qiao Jin recoiled again, pulling his arm and charging forward, "Whatever, let's go brush up on our presence first!"

Over there, Gu Zhao and his group had just taken their seats when they heard a warm and bright voice coming from their ears.

"Hi, how are you guys!" Qiao Jin greeted them with a smile.

Gu Zhao raised his eyes at the sound, but his gaze fell to Ji Su's face, who was standing on the side, paused for two seconds, and then indifferently lowered.

The glance was so quick that no one noticed.

"Hey? You're not the-" Wang Mingzhe slammed the table, "the one from the gym the other day!"

"My name is Qiao Jin." Qiao Jin introduced himself briefly and asked, "Zhou Yang, do you remember my face?"

"Remember remember." Zhou Yang nodded repeatedly and left his seat to stand up, "You guys come to eat at the second cafeteria too?"

"Of course I come to the second cafeteria to eat, what else can I do?" Wang Mingzhe spat out a sentence, and turned his eyes to Gu Zhao on the opposite side of the table, "Brother Gu, move in, let's share a table!"

Gu Zhao lifted his eyes and glanced at him in an unsavory way.

Wang Mingzhe scowled, "Forget it, forget it, forget I said it."

"Ah, there are still two roommates waiting for us." Qiao Jin wisely found an excuse, "Zhou Yang, next time there's a chance I'll treat you to dinner, is that okay?"

"Of course." Zhou Yang nodded seriously, "If you have any other questions, just ask me on WeChat."

"Okay, bye!" Qiao Jin waved his hand and pulled Ji Su, who had been acting like a wooden man the entire time, away.

Wang Mingzhe watched the backs of the two men leave and became bold again, "I say, Brother Gu, do you have something against Ji Su?"

Gu Zhao plucked the peppers from his plate, "What's the opinion?"

"Aren't I asking you?" Wang Mingzhe put his head over, "I always feel that you don't treat him very well?"

Gu Zhao's tone was unchanged: "You're overthinking it."

Wang Mingzhe was still trying to get to the bottom of the matter, when Zhou Yang chimed in, "I think you're overthinking it too, isn't Gu always like that to everyone?"

"That's true." Wang Mingzhe understood, "I originally thought that Ji Su being so pretty was somewhat of an advantage. Now that it seems that you are equally unfavorable to everyone, I have balanced my heart."

Gu Zhao lazily answered and reached into his pocket with his large hand, only to realize that he hadn't brought his cell phone with him that morning.

"Hurry up and eat." He finally opened his golden mouth, "Eat and go back to your dorm."

*

After dinner, Ji Su went back to the dormitory for a lunch break.

He sat down at his desk and logged onto his WeChat mini to check for any new messages.

When I clicked into the dialog box, the latest entry was the same "good morning" emoticon he had sent in the morning.

Ji Su leaned back in her chair, "Xiao Qiao, he's not answering my messages again."

"Him? That who?" Qiao Jin reacted quickly, "I yuck! He's really worthy of being a Sea King, death to Zha Nan!"

Ji Su tilts her face up and looks at the ceiling, "Internet dating is so hard."

Qiao Jin came up with the idea, "Why don't you try sending him another picture of his legs?"

Ji Su: "......"

So he's starting a new type of online dating: the chart-chat model?

However, Ji Su didn't squirm and got up to change into the white shorts from last night.

"Change another one Susu," Qiao Jin thoughtfully reminded, "or Zha Nan will think you don't bathe at night."

"I don't have any other shorts." Ji Su movement paused, "You know I don't like wearing shorts."

Even on hot summer days, he likes to wear looser pants.

Qiao Jin : "Then ...... shoot in just underwear?"

Ji Su turned her face and couldn't believe her ears, "What did you say?"

"Aiya, he doesn't know it's you anyway!" Qiao Jin quickly explained, "He's a straight man and you're a straight man, so it's not like you're losing out by showing him your legs."

Ji Su couldn't refute it for a moment, but it seemed to make sense.

Qiao Jin saw the faltering in his expression and continued to encourage, "Besides, when he realizes that he is actually taking pictures of a man's legs, won't he be disgusted to death? Isn't this a way to avenge your sister and rid the people of evil?"

Ji Su : "...... line."

Qiao Jin raises his hands to cover his eyes, "I'm not looking!"

Luckily the other two roommates hadn't returned by noon, Ji Su took a deep breath and pulled off the jeans she was wearing.

Fighting back the shame within him to adjust his position, he grabbed another freshman English textbook from the table and casually flipped back a page, laying it in his lap just enough to block a certain bulge.

Finding a good angle and hitting the shoot button, Ji Su hurriedly put on his pants and spoke, "It's done, help me see if there's anything wrong with it."

"Coming!" Qiao Jin quickly leapt over, only to cover his nose after just one look, "Shit, I think I'm getting a nosebleed!"

Ji Su is wearing a pair of black boxer briefs today, the style is neutral, with two white edges on the corners of the pants, tightly wrapped around her long white legs, the root of her thighs is squeezed out by the seat to form a handful of white delicate leg flesh, which is so itchy that you can't help but scratch and knead them, leaving behind long-lasting traces that won't go away.

On top of it, there was an English book placed squarely on the top, concealing the key areas and making it look more and more astringent.

It was as if you were deliberately asked to guess whether you were meant to read a book or look at those long, white, flawless legs.

Qiao Jin wailed, "No, it's too cheap for that dead Zha Nan!"

Ji Su: "......"

After taking the picture, Ji Su still sent this freshly baked photo to G.

Three seconds later, a new message popped up in the dialog box.

G: [Wrong post again?]

Ji Su couldn't help but roll her eyes, it really wasn't that she didn't see the message, she just didn't want to reply.

Mengmeng: [It's not a mistake, it's just for seniors.]

Mengmeng: [I had an English class today, and it was so hard...]

G: [How hard is it?]

Mengmeng: [I'm a music student, but I don't do well in culture].

Mengmeng: [cat crying.jpg]

Ji Su intends to create a clumsy persona for Mengmeng, so that Zha Nan can relax his guard and create some topics for future chats.

This kind of Zha Nan, should like the pretty and deceitful elementary school girl the most.

G: [Did you grow up learning music?]

Mengmeng: [Yeah, so there's not much time for cultural studies.]

It's true that Ji Su learned all kinds of musical instruments since she was a child, but it's not true that she didn't have time to learn cultural studies, or she wouldn't have been able to get into the ace program at A University.

After posting this one, he stuck his timing and withdrew the leg photo from earlier.

G: [Why did you withdraw it again?]

Mengmeng: [I sent good morning in the morning, and the senior hasn't replied yet.]

G: [I didn't bring my cell phone to class this morning.]

G: [Just went back to the dormitory.]

Ji Su doesn't believe in this bullshit reason at all, how can Sea King not carry a cell phone with him when he has to manage such a big fish pond?

I'm afraid I was so busy chatting with other pretty girls in the morning that I saw him posting pictures of his legs before I remembered to message him back.

Mengmeng: [Oh, okay]

G: [Not convinced?]

Mengmeng: [No, I'm sure you wouldn't lie to me.]

Mengmeng: [But I've been waiting for a reply from you, for a really long time~]

After a few moments of silence across the room, the subject suddenly changed.

G: [Why do you wear shorts every day when it's so cold?]

Mengmeng: [No, I took it off when I went back to the dormitory.]

Mengmeng: [I'm wearing a long thick skirt.]

G: [Look.]

Ji Su: "?"

Help, he's a straight guy straighter than a pen and doesn't have a girlfriend, where did he get the dress?