Su Yao quietly watched as Mu Nanqiu dealt with those girls.
None of them looked familiar—she hadn’t seen them before—but judging from their manner, they were probably Mu Nanqiu’s classmates or acquaintances, chatting in that easy tone unique to friends.
Mu Nanqiu faced the sudden conversation with a calm expression.
They asked plenty of questions, but she only answered the ones she felt like answering. The rest she pretended not to hear at all, making her seem somewhat aloof and indifferent. Anyone else acting like that would surely be disliked and perhaps even ostracized.
But Mu Nanqiu treated everyone with the same cool indifference, and with her status as a daughter from a wealthy family, along with being that exceptionally gifted yet extremely lazy genius in academics, her odd personality just made people think she was unique and full of character.
She was always like this. Her classmates had gotten used to it over the years.
“Ah Qiu, is this your junior?”
Su Yao was still enjoying the lively scene when she heard this question. At first, she didn’t realize they were talking about her, but with all their gazes turning her way, there was no way to feign ignorance.
Gulp.
Being stared at so intently all of a sudden was unnerving. Su Yao swallowed hard, her small hands gripping her knees tightly.
“…..”
She originally wanted to say that she was just an ordinary student, but before she knew it, Mu Nanqiu had wrapped an arm around her waist—right in front of everyone!
Then, glancing at the dumbfounded Su Yao, she said,
“This is Teacher Mantou.”
“?”
This title made Su Yao suck in a sharp breath, thinking that Mu Nanqiu had discovered some embarrassing past of hers. Remembering that the account she used to communicate with Mu Nanqiu was called “Loves Big White Mantou,” being called Teacher Mantou wasn’t exactly wrong, right?
The girls looked curiously at this delicate guest, whose pale and tender face inspired intense envy—she didn’t even seem to be wearing makeup. To look this good barefaced was truly enviable.
Seeing Mu Nanqiu call this petite girl Teacher Mantou, the girls naturally grew a bit respectful. For someone the young lady would call teacher, she must be very impressive in some way.
“Hello, Teacher Mantou.”
“Ah… Hello, hello…”
Seeing their earnest attitude, and even bowing slightly to her, Su Yao was flustered and overwhelmed, sneaking a glance at Mu Nanqiu to silently beg for help—either let her slip away, or make the others leave.
This time, Mu Nanqiu pretended not to notice Su Yao’s silent plea. Instead, she even curled her lips in a small smile.
Under so many admiring gazes, Su Yao felt as if she were sitting on pins and needles, wanting to escape immediately. From Mu Nanqiu’s expression, it was clear she was faking it and mocking her, as if to say, “You’re the one who caused this, and now you’re the one being laughed at.” Too much!
Fortunately, their attention soon shifted away from her, focusing on Mu Nanqiu again. Su Yao immediately let out a sigh of relief, her tense body relaxing a little—though not completely.
“Ah Qiu, have you made any plans yet?”
“Graduate school entrance exams.”
“Really? I haven’t planned on that. My grades are so-so, nothing special, and I’m not in a hurry to find a job. I’ll probably stay at home for a while.”
With that topic raised, they all started discussing their future plans. As the conversation deepened, it turned to dating and marriage. Some, from better-off families, weren’t in a hurry to find work but were already being gently urged to settle down. Those with boyfriends were fine; those without started complaining—about this, about that, about which boy had chased them and been rejected.
In the end, it became a display of one’s assets—family background or looks.
As they chatted, jokes began to fly.
Mu Nanqiu said nothing, and, still being held by her, Su Yao naturally dared not say a word either. Like a well-behaved child, she leaned obediently against Mu Nanqiu, staring at her nose, her nose at her heart, imitating Mu Nanqiu’s “I didn’t hear anything” demeanor. She actually pulled it off quite well.
But after a while, Su Yao couldn’t help being drawn in, secretly listening to their chatter and letting her thoughts run wild, occasionally glancing at whichever girl said something odd.
Then, inevitably, their attention shifted back to Mu Nanqiu.
Watching Mu Nanqiu, who had hardly moved since the beginning, an outgoing girl asked with curiosity,
“Ah Qiu, who will you date in the future?”
Mu Nanqiu buried her face in Su Yao’s hair, showing one eye, and replied in an extremely calm tone,
“I already have Teacher Mantou.”
The girls took a full second to process this. Meanwhile, Su Yao was completely frozen, her mind blank—even when the girls left, she hardly noticed. Staring at the still calm and collected Mu Nanqiu, Su Yao asked in confusion,
“Did someone come by just now?”
Mu Nanqiu glanced at Su Yao. After a moment, she lowered her head and continued reading her book, but spoke quietly,
“Yao Yao, don’t fool yourself.”
“……”
Su Yao’s mouth drooped, and then her whole face fell, looking utterly miserable.
Her troubles had only just begun!
On the X University forum—a place that didn’t have all that many active users—a single post sparked a storm of heated discussion, quickly soaring to a hundred replies. While a hundred might seem small compared to forums where threads run into the thousands, on this campus board where few students posted, reaching a hundred replies in such a short time marked it as a hot topic.
Once it hit trending status, the Post Administrator pinned it to the front page. The thread quickly filled with more and more curious students, each wondering what on earth had happened—why was everyone suddenly wailing in despair?
Those who arrived early, having seen the original post, vented their grief and frustration through their replies.
The thread was titled, “The Cool and Wealthy Senior Has Been Taken—Who Is the Mysterious Victor?”
Teacher Mantou—this name suddenly burst into the public eye.
Rumor had it that Teacher Mantou was about 1.6 meters tall—cough, maybe a bit less—with a sweet, lovely face tinged with natural charm: an unrivaled bare-faced junior!
Huh?
The first reaction of everyone reading was simply this—then they realized: the Senior Goddess had come out!
Someone yelled in the thread:
I can’t accept this! Why isn’t the one she came out with me! Damn it, I don’t want to work hard anymore!