Chapter 57 The Chicks' "Romantic Luck"
Occasional curious glances came from pedestrians on the street,
some stopped to watch, while others walked away with a smile,
but the two of them ignored it all, as if only they remained in this world.
It wasn't until two minutes later that Lin Chen slowly released her,
their noses touching as they both panted heavily,
their warm breaths intertwining.
Su Qingran's cheeks were so red they looked ready to drip blood,
her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes were misty,
not yet recovered from the heart-fluttering moment just now.
"You..."
She opened her mouth, her voice carrying a trace of lingering breathlessness,
as well as a bit of fluster and shyness; she wanted to say something,
but didn't know how to start, her heart like a frantic little deer,
thumping wildly, she didn't even have the courage to look up into Lin Chen's eyes.
Looking at her shy appearance, the tenderness in Lin Chen's eyes almost overflowed,
he gently pinched her chin, making her look up at him,
his tone serious and firm,
every word carrying the weight of his sincere heart:
"Qingran, I was never just pretending."
"You are the first woman in my life that I've truly held dear."
"I hope you will always be my woman."
Having said that, he didn't wait for Su Qingran to react,
nor did he give her a chance to retort or be shy,
he released her chin, gave her a smile, and turned to walk towards the school,
waving his hand as he walked, his voice carrying a bit of lightheartedness,
while also hiding a hint of craftiness:
"I'm heading off first, bye-bye..."
Su Qingran stood where she was, watching his hurriedly departing figure,
her cheeks still burning, her heartbeat not slowing down in the slightest.
The sensation of that kiss just now, the warmth of his palm, and the way he seriously confessed,
kept resurfacing in her mind,
the retort that was originally on the tip of her tongue had long since turned into heart-fluttering joy.
She gently raised her hand to touch her lips,
the corners of her mouth unconsciously curving upward.
Lin Chen had only walked a few steps out of the Plane Tree Path,
when a pale blue semi-transparent system panel suddenly popped up before his eyes,
the faint light reflecting a hint of amusement in his gaze.
[Detected that Su Qingran's favorability toward the Host has increased by 20 points. Current favorability: 70 (Liking)]
"Tsk, those words can sometimes be said like that,"
"A forced melon can also be sweet; the key is knowing how to twist it."
An imperceptible smile curled at the corners of Lin Chen's mouth,
as he muttered to himself,
"It's not just about using brute force,"
"You have to wait until her sense of rejection is gone, when she has ties to you in her heart and is still a bit hesitant,"
"then add a little more pressure to get twice the result with half the effort."
His fingertips gently rubbed the edge of his pocket,
his eyes full of certainty:
"It's still this Old Driver who knows the ropes,"
"In picking up girls, timing and rhythm are more important than anything else; those three greenhorns in the dorm could never learn this."
The night breeze blew against his face with a chill,
Lin Chen quickened his pace and soon arrived at the boys' dormitory building,
the moment he pushed open the dorm door, he was surrounded by three eager gazes.
The lights in the dorm were bright white,
Wu Gang was sitting on a chair with his legs crossed, scrolling through his phone,
seeing him enter, he immediately put down his phone and leaned in,
his tone full of gossip, his voice lowered a few notches:
"Brother Chen!"
"You're finally back,"
"It's so late, what were you busy with?"
"Spill it, did you go to pick up girls?"
He winked and nudged, his eyes full of curiosity:
"Tell us, tell us, was it that pair of pretty twins, or our department's campus belle Chen Qian?"
"I bet tomorrow's breakfast that it's definitely Chen Qian!"
Lin Chen casually threw his jacket onto his chair,
tugged at his collar, his tone flat and without ripples:
"Neither."
He paused, looking up to scan the other two in the dorm.
Zhang Peng was grinning at his phone screen, his fingers tapping the keyboard rapidly,
while Li Lei leaned against the headboard, touching his phone from time to time, his face full of romantic yearning.
"By the way,"
Lin Chen spoke, successfully changing the subject,
"A few nights ago, each of you added a senior girl's WeChat,"
"It's been a few days now, how's the progress?"
As soon as these words came out, Zhang Peng immediately stopped typing,
suddenly straightened his back, and even intentionally straightened his hair,
leaning over with a smug look, he held his phone screen out in front of everyone,
his tone arrogant and boastful:
"See this? See this?"
"See how handsome your Brother Peng is!"
"The senior and I are chatting so intensely, full firepower,"
"She's so proactive with me, following my lead in every sentence!"
As he spoke, he intentionally scrolled through the chat history,
his mouth almost grinning from ear to ear, that self-satisfied look,
just like a child who had received candy.
Li Lei also sat up straight, his face a bit bashful,
yet unable to hide the excitement in his eyes, his tone full of irrepressible joy:
"I-I have progress too!"
"The senior took the initiative to chat with me today and even asked when I'm free,"
"She said there's a newly released movie that's really good and wants to invite me to watch it together!"
"Not bad, Leizi!"
Wu Gang slapped Li Lei, his tone full of envy,
then became smug again, saying with his chin raised,
"But none of you can compare to me; I directly asked the senior out for dinner today!"
"She was smiling the whole time and was so gentle to me!"
Lin Chen leaned against the table, arms crossed,
quietly watching these three Fledglings boast one after another,
a hint of playful amusement flashed in his eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, but he didn't burst their "beautiful dream."
He knew perfectly well in his heart:
Did these three guys really think it was their charm that moved the seniors?
They probably didn't know that that night when the three of them introduced themselves,
mentioning their family conditions, the looks of envy, jealousy, and hate on those seniors' faces,
their previous perfunctoriness and coldness,
instantly turned into all kinds of enthusiasm; the contrast was absurdly large.
The world was just like this—fawning over the powerful and despising the poor, it couldn't be more normal.
Where was there any sincere favor?
"Money makes the world go round; this is a philosophy of life."
Lin Chen coughed lightly, pulling back his thoughts,
his tone carrying a bit of teasing and a hint of guidance:
"Not bad, you guys, that's fast progress."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over the three,
his tone deepening a bit, carrying the certainty of someone who had been through it:
"I'll give you a reminder: if you're still virgins, then pay more attention and put in more effort;"
"If the other party is also a virgin and it's their first time dating, that's for the best."
"For women, only by truly having them will their hearts be completely placed on you, and will they be sincere toward you."
"When you enter society, you'll know,"
"Women then will be much more snobbish than they are now,"
"With only money and status in their eyes, there's not much sincerity to speak of."
Hearing this, Zhang Peng immediately curled his lip,
leaning over with a look of defiance,
his tone full of teasing:
"Brother Chen, hearing you talk like that, it's like you're some veteran of the love game,"
"As if you've experienced many women; what are you acting all mature for!"