Green Tea? She's Clearly a Hidden Gem!

In the milk tea shop.

Zhao Tongyu sat to the side, watching Jiang Linyuan and Yu Songsong's every move with a gloomy, damp gaze, feeling somewhat uncomfortable.

He could only comfort himself that love is about restraint and forbearance.

He needed to work hard in secret, then amaze Yu Songsong; love is a marathon, not a firework.

Someone like Jiang Linyuan, Yu Songsong would probably forget about him the moment she turned her head.

Thinking this, a trace of disdain and smugness entered his gaze as he looked at Jiang Linyuan.

?

Jiang Linyuan looked at his haughty, high-and-mighty demeanor and was genuinely a bit baffled.

I've seen many clowns, but they all call me the clown.

Classmate Zhao, is that you he's talking about?

"Senior, have you participated in any competitions?"

Yu Songsong leaned close to Jiang Linyuan, blinking her eyes as she asked.

"Hah, I've actually participated relatively little in that."

Jiang Linyuan chose to tell the truth.

Back when he was just a freshman, he too was full of ambition and determination, resolved to work hard and strive for greatness.

Then, five early-morning classes a week utterly crushed his academic spirit.

His Dao heart shattered right then and there, and he started slacking off!

But actually, persistently not being self-disciplined is also a form of self-discipline.

Just like persistently watching NTR—isn't that also a form of pure love for NTR?

Hearing Jiang Linyuan say he had participated relatively little, Zhao Tongyu's eyes lit up, and he coughed a few times:

"I've been preparing for the College Student Innovation and Entrepreneurship Competition with a senior recently."

Yu Songsong gave him a strange look, then, as if she hadn't heard him, continued talking to Jiang Linyuan:

"Senior, I'm rested now, let's head back. We can chat as we walk."

The expression on Zhao Tongyu's face froze.

"Sure, junior, let's walk together."

"Mhm, thank you for the milk tea today, senior. Next time, I'll treat you."

As she said this, Yu Songsong turned her head and looked at Zhao Tongyu again.

Zhao Tongyu was stunned, warmth blooming in his heart. See, she does care about me.

"After all, it's not like I can't afford a cup of milk tea."

Yu Songsong sneered, not even glancing at him, and pulled Jiang Linyuan away.

Zhao Tongyu was instantly mortified, his heart filled with shame, wishing he could dig a hole and bury himself.

Can't hold it together anymore.

Jiang Linyuan didn't even need to look back to guess Zhao Tongyu's awkward state.

This depressed Thief Saint really has a personality that repays every slight.

The two of them walked side by side.

Yu Songsong looked at Jiang Linyuan and said somewhat sheepishly:

"Senior, what I said just now was just to annoy him, I didn't mean anything else."

"Haha, actually, I've wanted to say what you said for a while now. That junior Zhao's words are just too unpleasant to hear."

Jiang Linyuan said indifferently:

"I only held back from cursing him because I was worried it would make things difficult for you, junior, to work with him later."

Seeing his attitude, Yu Songsong relaxed internally and joined in the venting:

"Exactly, his emotional intelligence is just too low. Even when we were practicing the script, he was so dull and nitpicky, utterly annoying."

"Just thinking about having to work with him makes me feel awful."

At this point, she added somewhat vexedly:

"My roommates are the same, none of them understand how to be considerate of others."

Jiang Linyuan was a bit curious about this.

Depression? Need some help?

Go up to the rooftop at night for some fresh air, have a heart-to-heart with your counselor. Forget roommate conflicts; as long as you don't perform an 'aerial acrobat' act, the counselor will solve anything for you.

"Junior isn't getting along well with your roommates?"

Jiang Linyuan asked.

Yu Songsong let out a long sigh, as if she'd found an emotional outlet:

"Exactly. They all say I'm too fake. They're polite and courteous to me normally, but in their little private group chat, they're cursing me out every day."

"How did you find out, junior?"

"Oh, two of the roommates don't get along with each other, so they privately sent me screenshots of the other person talking bad about me from the group chat."

Incredible.

If your dorm isn't in the cast of Empresses in the Palace, I won't watch it.

"Junior, if you have any problems, just tell me, your senior."

Jiang Linyuan said calmly.

Seeing that he didn't say things like 'junior, you should try to get along with them' or 'you all live under the same roof,' Yu Songsong's mood couldn't help but improve a bit, and she cracked a joke:

"If something really happens, could you, senior, even barge into the girls' dormitory?"

As she said this, she chuckled:

"Relax, senior. If something happens, I'll definitely contact you. Don't not come then, okay?"

"I'm not afraid of you contacting me, junior. I'm afraid you won't contact me."

Jiang Linyuan replied with a smile.

Hold on, what exactly is the deal with this depressed Thief Saint?

Interacting with her, isn't she just a normal girl?

"Oh, right."

Yu Songsong seemed to remember something and looked at Jiang Linyuan, asking:

"Senior, you're in the External Liaison Department, so you must know a lot of people, right?"

"Yes, why?"

Jiang Linyuan nodded in reply.

Yu Songsong looked at him and tentatively said:

"Then, senior, do you know anyone from the medical department who's really good at their studies? I've noticed that the people who come to the Academic Department to give competition sharing sessions are all from the computer science department, electrical engineering, telecommunications, and the like. I haven't seen many medical students."

Jiang Linyuan paused:

"You're studying medicine, junior?"

"Mhm, clinical medicine."

Yu Songsong nodded.

Then why are you so concerned about all those competitions? That's not even the same track!

Jiang Linyuan said hesitantly:

"Junior, studying medicine is very difficult and demanding, so few people have the energy to expend on those competitions."

"But there are still some who do."

Yu Songsong said with great confidence:

"I think I can do it."

No wonder your roommates say you're fake. Without seeing any achievements or proof of your ability, they'd definitely say you're just showing off.

So, does Yu Songsong have the capability?

Jiang Linyuan thought of her Xiaohongshu posts and found it hard to keep a straight face.

It's really hard to say.

While Yu Songsong's hard skills might not be up to par, her soft skills make up for it quite well.

Following the 'Academic Daji,' a new species has appeared: the Academic Phantom Thief.

I myself am not capable, but as long as the people competing on the same stage as me are capable, that works, right?

After all, the invigilation for some second-tier competitions is indeed quite lax, really not as strict as high school exam supervision.

"Junior, are you planning to consult a medical senior about something?"

Jiang Linyuan asked without showing any change in expression.

"Yeah."

Yu Songsong said very naturally:

"We have quite a lot of coursework normally. I wanted to ask them how they manage it."

"Besides competitions, postgraduate recommendations also heavily consider GPA."

Jiang Linyuan's gaze sharpened.

Damn.

No wonder you're labeled a B-grade bad woman. It's not unfair at all.

If we say the invigilation for some competitions is a small, pathetic mess, then university final exams can only be described as a colossal, disastrous mess.

Of course, for those who haven't cheated much, there's no difference.

But for this battle-hardened, depressed Thief Saint junior, that's a different story.

Good grief.

Others cheat just to avoid failing, which is one thing.

But if you're cheating to snatch those already scarce postgraduate recommendation spots, that's going too far.

Let's find someone to see if you're planning to return to your old ways or genuinely intend to study!

"Sure, I know a very capable classmate who's also studying medicine. I'll give you her contact info."

Jiang Linyuan replied with a smile.

"Really? Thank you so much."

Yu Songsong smiled happily.

"You're welcome."

Jiang Linyuan smiled, took out his phone, intending to send her that person's contact, but unexpectedly saw a message from Lin Yilin.

"Senior, senior, a girl named Qiao Shan says she wants to give you money. Do you have any idea what that's about?"

What kind of outrageous sugar daddy talk is this?