Lu Youran's attention was indeed diverted.
"Damn it! Who the hell posted that?!"
"Spreading rumors about confessing is one thing, but when did I cry?!
"I must be blind to cry for that scoundrel! I was moved by a video!"
For a long time, Lu Youran's curses could be heard from the dormitory.
Wen Tingxue tried to comfort her, but it was in vain.
Until Meng Xiyao said, "Huh? The post seems to be gone..."
She refreshed the page, and it was still blank.
Lu Youran, who was arguing with someone online, angrily threw her phone.
"Ah!!! When could you delete the post, but you had to do it now!
"The text I just finished editing! It hasn't been sent yet! Damn it!"
Lu Youran thought the poster deleted it because she had appeared.
As a result, Meng Xiyao got the news from the group.
"The poster didn't delete it, Fu Ran had it handled."
"..."
The dormitory instantly fell silent, and then louder curses erupted.
Wen Tingxue silently put on her headphones.
Fu Ran's action was tantamount to admitting that Lu Youran had confessed to him.
It was no wonder Lu Youran exploded.
***
New students were arriving one after another, and military training was about to begin.
The class advisor held a temporary class meeting to explain the specific arrangements during military training.
They also needed to select a few temporary class cadres to help manage class affairs.
Wen Tingxue was not interested in this and spent the whole time chatting on her phone.
Lu Youran was too angry with Fu Ran to speak, so she naturally didn't participate in the selection.
Jiao Yutong was used to being alone, so class cadre positions had nothing to do with her.
Meng Xiyao hesitated for a moment and signed up for the literary committee.
In the end, she was elected with a high number of votes.
After the class meeting, they walked back to the dormitory.
Lu Youran had a lively personality and had gotten to know many people before entering school.
So, many people were teasing her about confessing to Fu Ran.
Lu Youran explained indignantly all the way and finally gave up.
After all, everyone believed what they wanted to believe.
No matter how much she said, it was useless.
What else was there to say?
Lu Youran decisively blocked out the outside world and clung to Wen Tingxue's arm like a koala.
She was enthusiastically recommending the short video that had moved her to tears.
"I don't remember the specific plot very clearly, but roughly...
"A father who carried bricks at a construction site worked tirelessly to satisfy his materialistic daughter's demands.
"In the end, the father collapsed on his sickbed, still thinking about the daughter's debts.
"You don't know, that scene was really touching!! You must watch it!"
She shook Wen Tingxue excitedly.
Wen Tingxue chuckled and said, "Okay, I'll watch it when I get back, send me the link."
As she spoke, her expression was somewhat doting, her slightly curved eyes, in the afterglow of the sunset, were exceptionally moving.
Bian Wei was instantly mesmerized.
"Aren't you going to confess?" someone next to him poked him. "Hurry up! We've accompanied you this far, if you don't go now, she'll be gone!"
"That's right, Wen Tingxue rarely shows up, if you don't go now, when will you?"
The people around him were more anxious than he was.
Bian Wei's face turned red, and his palms were sweaty.
"I, I don't dare..."
He had been rejected when he tried to add her as a friend.
Let alone confessing.
"Alas!"
Seeing the best moment slip away, the people around sighed helplessly.
The boys' and girls' dormitories were different; it would be inappropriate to chase after them now.
Bian Wei stared at the receding figure, his eyes drooping with disappointment.
"Actually, you could try starting with her roommate."
Someone gave him an idea.
"To chase a girl, you need strategy. You need to know what she likes first."
Bian Wei immediately looked up, appearing to listen attentively.
He was even more serious than when he was in class in his third year of high school.
"And then?"
The person proudly stroked their hair.
"Then, you do what she likes and create romance and surprises for her.
"Make her feel that every encounter with you is a gift from heaven.
"Girls love a sense of ritual and atmosphere. As long as you give enough, winning them over is not a problem."
***
Meanwhile.
After the boys left, Meng Xiyao, who had been holding back, immediately erupted.
"What did you mean by that just now? Why is that girl materialistic?"
"..."
Lu Youran was stunned for a moment before she realized she was referring to the short video.
"I'm just telling the truth. That daughter is materialistic. She can't afford it herself but forces her family to buy it for her."
Meng Xiyao's face darkened further.
"From what you're saying, girls from poor families deserve to be poor forever and shouldn't aspire to a better life?!"
Lu Youran: "???"
She didn't mean it that way.
"I didn't think that way, I just felt..."
"Stop talking!" Meng Xiyao interrupted, not wanting to listen. "In your eyes, the poor should be poor forever!
"The good and expensive things should be enjoyed by the rich like you. If we poor people think a little more, we're materialistic!"
After saying all that, she turned and left without regard for anyone's thoughts.
"I... she..."
Lu Youran blinked in confusion.
What was going on?
Why was she so angry?
She hadn't said anything too excessive, had she?
"Let's not talk about wealth or poverty in the dormitory in the future."
Wen Tingxue retracted her gaze and said softly to the two of them.
Jiao Yutong calmly replied, "Mm."
Lu Youran nodded belatedly, then felt something was wrong.
"She's not poor either. The cosmetics and skincare products she uses are much more expensive than mine. I haven't complained about being poor."
***
Dormitory Building Nine.
Meng Xiyao, carrying a bag of snacks and fruits, walked towards the door with a blank expression.
Because she was lost in thought, she didn't notice Bian Wei, who greeted her.
No choice, Bian Wei had to quickly block her path.
"Meng Xiyao."
He called out.
"?"
Meng Xiyao instinctively looked up. Seeing that it was him, her expression softened slightly and she said,
"Class monitor? Do you need something?"
Bian Wei quite liked her sweet and soft voice.
But he felt that Wen Tingxue's tone was more heart-stirring.
"Yes, there is something."
Bian Wei and the others had discussed it for a long time.
They still felt that Meng Xiyao's personality was more suitable as an entry point.
Lu Youran was too boisterous and couldn't keep secrets.
Jiao Yutong was too cold; if they asked for her help, they would likely be rejected nine out of ten times.
"Hmm?" Meng Xiyao was surprised. "What is it?"
Bian Wei said concisely, "I want to pursue Wen Tingxue, and I need your help..."
"Ah~"
Before he could finish, Meng Xiyao showed a knowing expression.
"I know! You want me to help you two get together, right?"
"Yes."
Bian Wei's face turned slightly red.
Then he presented his sincerity.
"Don't worry, I won't let you work for nothing. These are the snacks I'm giving you, and this is..."
"For Xiao Xue?"
Meng Xiyao quickly changed her address.
"Mm," Bian Wei said with a gentle expression. "I don't know what she likes, but girls should all like sweet things, right?"
***
Meng Xiyao entered the dormitory with several desserts.
"Quick, quick, quick! My suitor bought me a lot of food, come and try it, everyone!"
"Wow—!"
Lu Youran, who loved food the most, immediately's eyes lit up, and she rushed to Meng Xiyao.
"I know this brand! It's very expensive, and you have to queue for a long time. Your suitor is too amazing!"
A hint of pride flashed across Meng Xiyao's face.
"That depends on what you say, I'm super charming! Take whatever you want, he'll send something else tomorrow."
As she spoke, she beckoned to Wen Tingxue.
"Xiao Xue, come quickly and see if there's anything you like."