CHAPTER 360: CHAPTER 307: WHAT IF I COULD CALL IT DOWN?

Actually, Xia Liang was the type of person who’d rather throw a punch than argue; talking things out was definitely not his style. The only reason he was holding back today was because of Tian Yuanyuan’s unique status. He figured that the second he hit someone, it would become explosive news and his identity would be exposed. That wouldn’t be very good for his campus life.

Okay, he was actually afraid the girls would see. How would he explain himself then?

So this time, Xia Liang decided to try a different approach. He put on a kindly smile.

"Actually, she’s not as perfect as you imagine."

"She’s impulsive and restless, and she loves thrills. You’d have to take her street racing every day, or else she’ll throw a tantrum on the floor. She can also eat ridiculously spicy food and insists that her boyfriend eat it with her. Her legs start to tremble at the very sight of a toilet, and also..." Xia Liang continued, detailing Tian Yuanyuan’s little flaws.

"How dare you! You’re slandering my goddess!" the corny handsome guy flew into a rage.

"Believe me, I’m not slandering her. I’m telling you the facts because I want you to give up," Xia Liang said, holding up a hand to placate him. Why won’t you believe me? Someone like you is too naive to handle her. Let a man like me take over. Wouldn’t it be better for you to just find a nice, stable girl to settle down with?

「In the dorm room.」

Tian Yuanyuan was on her top bunk, playing on her tablet. She was dressed in oversized panda pajamas and wore a large pair of pink Bluetooth headphones.

"Yuanyuan, for crying out loud! Have you no shame? It’s blowing up downstairs, and you’re still just playing around?"

A girl wearing shorts, a jersey, and a baseball cap strode over. She was holding a tennis racket and had beads of sweat on her face, clearly having just finished a workout.

"Huh? What’s up?" Tian Yuanyuan asked, taking off her headphones and blinking her large, innocent eyes.

"What do you mean, ’what’s up’?!" Her roommate in shorts scrambled up the small ladder and slapped Tian Yuanyuan’s little blanket. "You spend all day watching videos of your boyfriend. It’s the same short clip over and over again! I’d be sick of it in half a day, but look at you, still watching it with relish after more than ten days."

The video on Tian Yuanyuan’s tablet was the spectacular footage of Xia Liang jumping over Rainbow Bridge. Perhaps this is what a girl in love is like—even her boyfriend’s smelly socks smell sweet to her.

"Well, I’m just killing time anyway. Besides, I need to rest up. I have a concert on Fragrant Island in a couple of days," Tian Yuanyuan said.

Her friend sighed. "Honestly, if I didn’t know you were *the* Tian Yuanyuan, I’d just think you were some ordinary pretty girl. What kind of superstar lives in a school dorm?"

Plenty of celebrities became famous at a young age, but they rarely attended school, living a life of luxury with fancy cars and mansions off-campus instead. The few times they did show up, it was mostly just to show off. A pure, sweet, and simple girl like Tian Yuanyuan was truly a rare treasure.

"Right! You almost distracted me." Her friend patted the fragrant quilt again. "There’s a freshman from the acting department downstairs declaring his love for you."

Tian Yuanyuan looked completely unfazed. "I’m used to it by now. How are you not used to it yet? Besides, it’s not like I can stop them."

For her, such incidents had become commonplace, no matter how embarrassing. She had been a massively popular idol singer since middle school. Over the years, the number of admirers who had confessed their love, or were dying to, was enough to form a line that could circle Dragon Country several times. And in the two days since she’d enrolled at Shangjing Academy, the suitors were coming in an endless stream.

"No, Yuanyuan, this one downstairs is just too cringey! He’s making all kinds of ridiculous declarations of love. I got goosebumps all over just from walking past him. And look at that script in his hand! He’s probably prepared to read it for at least three hours."

"What? Three hours? Isn’t that a bit brutal?" Tian Yuanyuan muttered, shrinking back into her blankets. I could just put on my headphones and ignore him, but I’m not the only one living in this dorm. Other students need to rest.

"It is that brutal! Some of the girls from the other floors have already taken revenge for you. They poured their foot-washing water right on top of him! Now they’re debating whether to throw a few small quilts down too!"

"That’s not good! Come on, let’s go. I have to go talk them out of it. We can’t let this get out of hand."

「Meanwhile, downstairs.」

"And another thing, I’m telling you the truth. When she gets worked up, she likes to bite. She’ll latch on to whatever she can get her teeth on," Xia Liang continued his earnest persuasion, hoping the guy would finally back down.

But it was no use. The corny handsome guy simply waved a hand, signaling for his lackeys to take Xia Liang to the woods for a ’lesson’. "You should take a look in the mirror, talking as if you actually know Yuanyuan."

Xia Liang nodded gravely. "To be honest, not only do I know her, but we’re also quite close."

At his side, Lian Heng patted Xia Liang’s shoulder. "Bro, just give up. This guy doesn’t even recognize Feng Pojun’s name. He’s probably just some nouveau riche kid from the middle of nowhere who hasn’t seen the world."

A playful smile touched Xia Liang’s lips. "Well, since you know who Young Master Feng is, it seems you’re no ordinary student yourself."

"You could say I know a little more than the average person," Lian Heng said with a roguish grin, not bothering to explain further.

"Are you finished? If so, get lost! If you keep disrupting my confession, believe me when I say I’ll have you crippled for life!" the corny handsome guy snarled, issuing his final ultimatum. Judging from his tone and the look in his eyes, he was more than likely to follow through on his threat. He was so angry he began to laugh.

"Actually, my final point is this: your method of confessing is all wrong," Xia Liang said, preparing to try one last tactic. If this guy keeps running his mouth, then I’ll have no choice but to use my fists.

"My method is wrong?" the guy scoffed. "Have you seen these candles? They were air-freighted from Vienna! They cost several cents a piece! Have you seen these roses? They were just picked at the Fragrance Manor Garden, ten cents a bloom! This script was co-written by dozens of top romance influencers online! And you have the gall to tell me there’s a problem with my method?"