Arrogant at First, Respectful Later

At this moment, the way the girls in the private room looked at Mo Yu changed again.

If before they only looked at Mo Yu as a little brother or someone who came from out of town to broaden their horizons and freeload off him, now they see Mo Yu as an equal to them, or even someone they look up to.

There's a movie that says this about girls: "The cruelest part of growing up is that girls are always more mature than boys of the same age. No boy can handle a girl's maturity."

The statement that most girls are more mature than boys of the same age when they are young still holds true here.

Although these girls will only be sophomores next semester, while their male classmates are still holed up in their dorms playing video games and wasting their time, the girls have already started thinking about their future.

They may not understand the difficulty and awesomeness of crushing a teacup with three fingers, but that doesn't stop them from deducing in just a few minutes that Mo Yu, who is a year younger than them, must have a bright future.

Looking at Mo Yu and Mi Le sitting in the corner, snuggling together, Bai Xue took a sip of her drink and sighed softly: "What kind of good luck did this Lele have to pick up such a treasure on the train so easily?"

Good-tempered, responsible, fearless, composed, and even possessing incredible fighting skills—why didn't God grant me a man like that?

As a native of Beijing, Liu Yiyi is known for her forthrightness, loyalty, and the unique pride of Beijingers. Even she rarely praised her at this moment, saying, "Indeed... Xiaoyu's only shortcoming is that her family's financial situation is a bit ordinary."

"A weakness? Yiyi, you call that a weakness?"

Zhao Man scoffed, "Do you dare to make a bet with me? With Xiaoyu's brains, temperament, and abilities, barring any unforeseen circumstances, he will definitely achieve financial freedom within five years of graduating from university."

As for his ordinary family background... that's only temporary. Gold shines wherever it is, especially since he's a gold brick of extremely high purity!

As she spoke, she turned her gaze to Mi Le, who was talking to Mo Yu, and softened her tone: "Besides, is our Lele the kind of gold digger who only cares about the small things in front of her?"

She took a liking to Xiaoyu, not for the small amount of money; she valued the person and his future.

Actually, if you ask me, the biggest obstacle between them wasn't family background, but rather time and distance.

She extended the index fingers of both hands, gesturing a distance:

"We are at the Beijing Dance Academy, in the capital."

Where are the little fish?

In Nanning, there are thousands of kilometers of mountains and rivers in between, requiring several hours of flight time. In ancient times, that distance would have been enough for several exiles.

She sighed softly: "Yiyi, do you think we're the only smart ones?"

Don't forget, Xiaoyu is studying at Yongcheng Normal University. Do you know what that means?

A university has at least 30,000 to 40,000 students. You can easily guess the male-to-female ratio in a teacher training college. 1:4 is a conservative estimate. That's a place where tens of thousands of girls gather.

In your opinion, how many stories will unfold among these 20,000 to 30,000 young, quick-witted, intelligent, beautiful, and even cunning girls over four years?

How much overlap will occur "by chance"?

How many sparks might be ignited "unintentionally"?

Time... it has always been the biggest variable in emotions, enough to change so many things.

The girls who were just laughing and joking fell silent.

Why do girls always complain about not being able to find their ideal "high-quality man" in the dating market?

Because a truly "high-quality man" cannot be found in the dating market.

Those men were snatched up by equally smart, discerning, and even more adept at taking advantage of their proximity to the women around them back in their school days, before they were fully valued by society and still somewhat naive. There was no chance for the "high-quality older single women" to find a bargain in the matchmaking market.

Just then, the sharp-eyed Bai Xue suddenly let out a soft "Eh."

"What is Chen Shuo trying to do?"

All the women looked over and saw Chen Shuo walking towards Mo Yu and Mi Le in the corner.

"Could it be that Chen Shuo and his group are dissatisfied and want to cause trouble for Mo Yu?"

Upon seeing this, the three women immediately became anxious and quickly stood up and walked towards Mo Yu.

Liu Yiyi raised her voice and shouted, "Chen Shuo...you want to...huh..."

As they were talking, Chen Shuo had already walked up to Mo Yu.

Mo Yu, who was whispering with Mi Le on the sofa, also looked up and frowned slightly as she watched Chen Shuo approaching her.

I don't understand what this guy is planning to do, but I already warned him. If he still insists on causing trouble, then he shouldn't blame me for being impolite.

He released Mi Le's hand and sat up straight, but before he could speak, he saw Chen Shuo bow to him, "Master Mo... I'm really sorry for what happened just now, I apologize to you."

Chen Shuo's sudden 90-degree bow stunned Liu Yiyi and her two companions, who were rushing over ready to confront him.

Liu Yiyi's unfinished "What do you want to do?" was forced back into her throat, turning into a comical, short, and abrupt sound.

Miler was clearly also surprised. She tilted her head slightly, her big, bright eyes scanning back and forth between Chen Shuo and Mo Yu.

Mo Yu could even feel her heartbeat quicken a few more beats.

In an instant, everyone in the private room looked over, even Zhang Yang and Li Zhe stared at Chen Shuo in surprise.

As Chen Shuo's childhood friends, they knew his personality all too well. He was the kind of person who valued his pride more than anything. He had just been humiliated by the newcomer, and instead of trying to get back at him, he actually apologized.

Did the sun rise in the west today?

Mo Yu was also stunned for a moment. He didn't understand Chen Shuo's intentions, but since the other party had come over to apologize properly, he naturally wouldn't be unreasonable and give him a hard time.

So he casually said, "It's all in the past. It was just a few words, and I don't care about it anymore."

"Master Mo is magnanimous."

Chen Shuo slapped his thigh, casually pulled his phone out of his pocket, and handed it to him.

"In that case, let's add each other on phone and WeChat, so it'll be easier to keep in touch in the future."

This scene also stunned Liu Yiyi, Bai Xue, and Zhao Man, who had been rushing over aggressively.

Mo Yu was even more confused about what this young master wanted to do, but out of politeness, he still took out his phone and added Chen Shuo's contact information.