"Hey, fat girl, if you really like him, go confess to him," Ye Lang looked at the infatuated Zhen Xiaoyan and made a suggestion that no one dared to think about.
"Confess? He will reject me, why would he be interested in a chubby girl like me," Zhen Xiaoyan murmured.
"Although I can't deny that the chance of him being interested in you is very low, but if you confess, then there's that chance. If you don't confess, then the chance is zero. Love requires bravery!" Ye Lang bluntly struck, and at the same time encouraged Zhen Xiaoyan, everyone has the right to confess.
However, perhaps he didn't expect that Zhen Xiaoyan actually went for it!
"Yes, if you don't say it, then there will never be a chance," Zhen Xiaoyan murmured, not sure if she was dazed or impulsive, she actually stood up and walked over.
"Xiao Yan, don't listen to his nonsense!" a classmate who watched what was happening immediately shouted, wanting to stop it, but it didn't stop Zhen Xiaoyan.
Zhen Xiaoyan stood in front of Prince Moya, and then said seriously, "Moya, I like you. Can we be together?"
"Ah..." At this moment, everyone, including Ye Lang, was stunned. They couldn't believe what they were seeing., Ye Lang immediately turned around, took out a book and started drinking tea.
"Hey, am I seeing things, or did I hear wrong? That fat swallow actually confessed to Moya, and in front of Sha Lan too."
"I want to ask the same thing. But since you also saw it, I believe we didn't see wrong, nor did we hear wrong!"
"Hmm..." The whole classroom started to buzz. People began to discuss the reasons—some said Zhen Xiaoyan must have taken the wrong medicine, others said she had a high fever today, and still others said she was sleepwalking.
Contrary to the different reasons behind the discussion, everyone had a remarkably unanimous conclusion about the result—Zhen Xiaoyan's confession would definitely be rejected. It was inevitable.
Just imagine, a girl of phenomenal size that seemed inconceivable, how could she catch the eye of Prince Moya? He hadn't vomited, that was already a show of good manners.
"Sorry, I already have a girlfriend." It's no wonder Mo Ya, one of the four distinguished gentlemen from the Royal Academy, known for his outstanding lineage, maintained a gentlemanly composure when faced with a confession that most people couldn't handle.
"I know, do you mind having one more?" Zhen Xiaoyan said straightforwardly.
*Spit...* Just as he pretended not to see anything and continued sipping his tea, Ye Lang, upon hearing these words, immediately sprayed the tea in his mouth. This was because he had once said these exact words, which meant they came from his own suggestion.
At that time, he had advised Zhen Xiaoyan on how to approach Mo Ya. He told her, if she liked Mo Ya, she should go and strike up a conversation, not be shy, and just go for it, since she had a thick skin.
Zhen Xiaoyan then asked, "How should I strike up a conversation?" The original words were –
"You should go and ask him, 'handsome, do you have a girlfriend? If he says no, you can say, 'then can I be your girlfriend.'"
"What if he says he has one?"
"Then you can say, 'do you mind having one more girlfriend?'"
"..."
"This, I do mind..." Mo Ya said after a pause.
"Zhen Xiaoyan, what do you mean by this!" At this point, Sha Lan's face turned very unpleasant, and she gritted her teeth and said.
"I want to compete for your boyfriend," Zhen Xiaoyan answered directly.
"Compete with me? Just based on you? Never mind, I will give you a chance. If there is only one person who says you can compete with me, then I will let you try." Perhaps Sha Lan was a bit annoyed, or she showed another side of her inner self, because under normal circumstances, this sentence would have hurt Zhen Xiaoyan a lot, which was different from her past gentle and reserved self.
"This was your suggestion, don't regret it later! You guys..." Zhen Xiaoyan became excited for a moment, then went to find her friend, thinking that her friend would surely support her, but she was disappointed.
As her friend looked at her, she gestured with a reassuring look, implying not to fantasize too much, as it was impossible for both of them – the difference between them was too great.
Her friend also did it for her own good, knowing that the pursuit of the impossible would only bring her pain. Thinking about this, her friend couldn't help but give a fierce stare at Ye Lang, as he was the cause of this incident.
"I'm talking about my thick skin, not that one!!"
"It's not the same thick skin!"
"......"
Zhen Xiaoyan fell silent, not wanting to argue with Ye Lang about this issue, she knew it would be futile. She just said softly, "I will persist, but I don't think he will accept it!"
"It doesn't matter if he accepts it or not. You like him, you don’t need his approval!" Ye Lang said nonchalantly.
"???" Ye Lang's words were incomprehensible, and Zhen Xiaoyan tried hard to understand their meaning. What did it mean to like someone without needing their consent? What's the point of liking if not agreed upon?
"Are you suggesting... it's like what you did with Li Yue back then?" This made Zhen Xiaoyan remember a story about Ye Lang and the granddaughter of General Li.
"..." Ye Lang fell silent because he knew everyone would laugh, remembering this long-forgotten event.
"Haha, we all forgot about it. Yeah, back then, Ye Lang was quite audacious. Pursuing Li Yue, he was rejected countless times, and finally, Li Yue couldn't take it anymore, but she still couldn't get rid of him. I remember he said: 'My liking for you is my business, not yours!'"
"Yeah, that was quite a statement. It made Li Yue lose her temper and let him persist!"
"..." "Damn, you still remember it so clearly after all this time!" Ye Lang muttered in frustration.
This incident happened before Ye Lang had merged. At that time, he suddenly developed a liking for Li Yue and persisted in pursuing her, only concluding after he merged. The reason for this sudden liking was absurd - he heard a fortune teller predict he would encounter the woman of his life in certain circumstances.
Coincidentally, Li Yue entered his life at that moment, and he believed she was that woman and began his pursuit. This baffled Ye Lan Yu and Seventh Princess, and they felt powerless - they couldn't change Ye Lang's mind, even back then.
"I understand! I will persist like you did and not give up even if rejected!" Zhen Xiaoyan firmly declared a while later.
"...Well, persistence is victory," said Ye Lang awkwardly, not expecting to provoke this. He did not realize this was only the beginning.
"What should I do next?" Zhen Xiaoyan looked at Ye Lang, her eyes sparkling with anticipation, captivating anyone who looked at them. If we talk about her eyes alone, they were genuinely beautiful.
"What should you do? Just do whatever you want, how would I know?" Ye Lang waved his hand in a nonchalant manner.
"Aren't you going to help me?" Zhen Xiaoyan asked in confusion.
"Help you? Help you knock Mo Ya unconscious and then forcefully pursue him?" Ye Lang held a book, speaking nonchalantly.
"Go, don't joke around, I'm serious!" Zhen Xiaoyan pushed Ye Lang, almost causing him to fall.