Senior Sister, Shut Up!

Jiang Miao wasn’t sure if it was because university started, but the girls seemed to be taking the initiative more.

Or maybe it was because Senior Zhang Panfeng was indeed handsome and had a cute personality.

Perhaps it was because Senior Sister’s brilliance was too dazzling.

In any case, after the two class assistants introduced themselves, the girls of Accounting Class 2 spontaneously gathered around Senior Zhang Panfeng and asked him some playful or polite questions about university life.

This put Zhang Panfeng in a difficult spot. He stammered and struggled to find a way to deal with the situation, occasionally casting a look at Su Huaizhou, signaling for help.

The more outgoing boys also gathered around Su Huaizhou. After seeing such a beautiful senior sister, they were all instantly captivated.

Su Huaizhou paid no attention to Zhang Panfeng’s pleading and responded to her junior brothers’ greetings warmly.

Only a few introverted boys followed behind the main group towards the multipurpose building.

“Don’t you know Senior Sister Su?” Wang Xin asked Jiang Miao as they walked behind, not joining in the fun. “Why don’t you go over and talk with her?”

Jiang Miao wanted to keep a safe distance from the dangerous Senior Sister. Wang Xin probably just didn’t want to squeeze in with the other sweaty boys on this hot day.

“I just added her WeChat yesterday by chance. We’re not that close,” Jiang Miao replied casually as his gaze landed on Senior Sister in front.

Su Huaizhou’s smile was gentle, retaining a serene freshness even under the intense sunlight.

A unique sense of tranquility emanated from her demeanor and tone, evoking an instinctive sense of yearning.

But Jiang Miao knew another side of Senior Sister.

Yesterday, when they were alone, Senior Sister had smiled sweetly and teased him from time to time. When they chatted about web novels, her eyes had sparkled like stars. Especially when they discussed his novel, her tone had seemed like a different person’s, resembling that of a young girl throwing a lovable tantrum and complaining.

In contrast to the gentle and calm Senior Sister in front of him, Jiang Miao vaguely felt a strange emotion growing inexplicably.

He rubbed his forehead and looked up at the halo of sunlight above, thinking that the weather today was indeed hot enough to induce hallucinations.

…

The multipurpose building in the southwest corner of the School of Business could roughly be divided into two parts.

One was an ordinary six-story office building in the eastern section, also known as the Entrepreneurial Center. It housed offices for student organizations such as the student union, the Youth Association, and various clubs, as well as facilities such as counseling rooms, dance studios, cafes, and so on.

Some clubs with indoor club activities could also apply for an activity room here.

The other was the large theater in the western section. It was known officially as the Cultural Center. Because of its cylindrical shape and brass-colored wall, the students of the School of Business affectionately called it the Oil Barrel.

Major school events, including the opening and graduation ceremonies of the various faculties, would usually be held here.

On Friday evenings during free weeks, there would be a movie watching night. Attending three times every semester would earn students the corresponding extracurricular credits towards graduation requirements.

“So many people.” Jiang Miao followed the group to the entrance of the Entrepreneurship Center. Groups of first-years were brought here by class assistants to collect books and military training uniforms.

Since first-years had relatively few courses, there were only eight new textbooks, which was more than enough for fifteen boys to handle.

Jiang Miao barely had to lift a finger, as the more active boys eagerly finished the physical work. In the end, he only helped with the job of distributing the new textbooks.

After everyone received their new textbooks and military training uniforms, the two class assistants answered the questions of the new students, gave them some reminders, and informed them about the time and place of the class meeting tonight before disbanding.

On the way back to the dormitory, Xun Liang looked around but didn’t see Jiang Miao, so he asked Wang Xin, “Where’s Brother Jiang?”

“He said he needed to use the restroom urgently and told us to go ahead.”

“So, what are we having for dinner, Prince?”

“It’s only three.” Wang Xin pushed his glasses up and said calmly, “In addition, my name is Wang Xin.”

“Okay, Prince.”

“Dog Food, you’d better stop talking[1].”

“… Fuck!”

…

After abandoning his two roommates, who were mutually harming each other, Jiang Miao went to the restroom. When he came out, he bumped into Su Huaizhou, who was walking out of the women’s restroom.

Jiang Miao: “…”

At this time, could he pretend that he didn’t see anything and walk away?

To him, Senior Sister was really too dangerous. It was better to have as little contact with her as possible in reality.

But Su Huaizhou clearly had no intention of letting him go.

“Hey, Junior Brother, what a coincidence.”

“… Hello, Senior Sister.”

Since she greeted him, he couldn’t ignore her and had to respond.

However, he kept his head lowered and silently chanted, Ignore me, ignore me, ignore me.

“Are you free now? Could you do me a favor?” Su Huaizhou pointed at a stack of documents on a nearby table. “I need to go to the photocopying room. Could you take these upstairs to Room 231 for me?”

Hmm… Since it doesn’t involve going with Senior Sister, it’s not a big deal.

It’s just running an errand. Just treat it as thanking Senior Sister for showing me around the school yesterday.

“Sure, leave it to me.” Jiang Miao went over to pick up the stack of documents.

They separated at the staircase. Su Huaizhou went to the photocopying room while Jiang Miao went upstairs to deliver the documents.

But soon, he was dumbfounded.

There was no Room 231 on the second floor at all!

At first, he thought that he might have missed it, but after walking back and forth in the corridor on the second floor several times and confirming that the room numbers only extended to 220, he was certain that Room 231 didn’t exist.

[Miaomiao is Deep in Thought]: Senior Sister, did you make a mistake? I can’t find Room 231.

[Zhouzhou Loves Congee]: Huh? I said 213.

Jiang Miao: “…”

[Zhouzhou Loves Congee]: Sorry! I must have misspoken!

[Miaomiao is Deep in Thought]: It’s okay.

Sighing, Jiang Miao took the documents and went to the door of Room 213. He glanced at the plaque beside the room—Youth Association, Publicity Department.

Below the plaque was a list of specific positions.

[Secretary: Qi Lianyue]

[Deputy Secretary: Su Huaizhou]

[Deputy Secretary: …]

So, Senior Sister is part of the Youth Association. If I had known there were names listed, I would have paid attention to these plaques earlier.

Jiang Miao knocked on the door.

No one answered.

So he simply pressed the door handle, pushed open the door, and walked into the room, only to find it empty.

[Miaomiao is Deep in Thought]: Senior Sister, where should I put these things?

[Zhouzhou Loves Congee]: Just put them on the desk by the window.

Jiang Miao looked at the window and walked over to the desk. As he placed the documents on it, he glanced at the desktop.

There was a tidy file rack, a Doraemon pen holder, and a laptop in sleep mode.

In front of the laptop, there was a blackboard the size of a book, but he didn’t know what it was for.

The desktop is neat and clean, very in line with Senior Sister’s style, Jiang Miao thought. After putting the documents down, he planned to slip away first.

Anyway, he already delivered the items. Before Senior Sister comes…

“Junior Brother.” Su Huaizhou walked in with photocopied documents under her arm and a drink in each hand. After closing the door with her foot, she tilted her head and asked, “Do you want coffee or cocoa?”

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1. Dog food (狗粮) is gou liang, which sounds similar to Xun Liang.↩