87: Chapter 87 Teacher Su Declaring Sovereignty (Part 1)

The younger Teacher Su was asserting her dominance.

Although she had been chatting and laughing with her sister the whole way, seemingly forgetting Yun Zhuo on the side.

But along the way, she hadn't missed a single one of those vixen-like, seductive gazes; she had caught them all.

Xiao Zhuo was a lustful fellow; if she didn't keep a close eye on him, who knew who might whisk him away.

At the dining table, Yun Zhuo looked at the fish noodles in front of him. The milky white soup was overflowing with fragrance, looking very appetizing.

It lived up to the recommendation of a foodie; although it wasn't a grand feast, it was sure to be soul-stirring.

Just the smell alone made one want to dig in immediately!

After the older Teacher Su sat down, she looked around in confusion. Why did it feel like there were so many more people in the cafeteria today than usual?

She didn't know that every time she went to a cafeteria to eat, the number of students there would increase by at least thirty percent.

Now that the two sisters were dining in the cafeteria together, the combination of their identical, exquisite facial features and similar lively temperaments was far more impactful than the beauty of just one person.

This wasn't simply one plus one equals two; it was equal to three, or even five.

Once the news spread, Cafeteria Number Sixty-Eight was already packed to the brim today.

Ninety-nine percent of the people who came here weren't here to eat, but to catch a glimpse of the legendary twin goddesses and witness the stunning and wondrous double impact with their own eyes.

They saw the twin goddesses, but they were also struck by this double impact.

But who was that scoundrel sitting at the same table as the twin goddesses, slurping noodles face-to-face with them?

"Who is that scoundrel? How come I've never seen him before?"

"Probably Teacher Su's boyfriend. I saw Teacher Su holding his hand earlier."

"Which one is Teacher Su?"

"I don't know, I can't tell them apart either. No, what kind of luck does that scoundrel have to deserve this?"

"That's easy. The one wearing our school uniform must be Teacher Song, and the one wearing the glossy black stockings must be her younger sister. As for that scoundrel, I heard he is her younger sister's War Spirit Master, and he just arrived at school today."

"It's not just a War Spirit Master; I saw Teacher Su's younger sister take the initiative to hold his hand earlier. They must be a couple now."

"Damn it, that scoundrel is really lucky. I'm dying of envy."

"Let's not just stand here and watch. There are empty seats over there; shall we go over and strike up a conversation?"

After speaking, the few of them looked at each other, then looked around.

There were many people who had the same thoughts, but not a single one dared to actually go over.

Everyone wasn't stupid; who in the school didn't know Teacher Su's background?

Did her twin sister's background even need to be guessed?

It was just hateful that they didn't have the same good fortune as that scoundrel, Yun Zhuo.

The younger Teacher Su was slurping her noodles while holding her long hair, her eyes staring straight at Yun Zhuo.

Yun Zhuo had taken two slurps of noodles and also felt that the atmosphere around him was a bit off. He wanted to see what was wrong, but as soon as he looked up, he met the younger Teacher Su's sharp gaze.

As soon as Teacher Su saw Yun Zhuo look up at her, she immediately bit off the noodles she was halfway through slurping, swallowed them in two bites, and said, "What are you looking at? You had better behave yourself. If you dare to flirt with those young girls, just wait and see how I deal with you."

After saying this, she raised her fist to indicate that she wasn't joking with him.

There were many men around looking at the two sisters, but there were also quite a few girls looking at this kid.

Her every move now was declaring to everyone that this kid was hers, and none of them should try to get any ideas about him.

"A jealous woman can't be the primary wife," Yun Zhuo teased.

"Primary wife? You're dreaming, kid. Hurry up and eat yours, so we can go home when you're done."

Yun Zhuo shook his head with a bitter smile and pulled out a pair of disposable chopsticks from the chopstick holder nearby.

He stood up, tore open the packaging, and snapped them apart casually.

The younger Teacher Su looked up at him in confusion, "What are you doing?"

Yun Zhuo didn't speak. He went behind her, gathered her long hair, and tied it up with the chopsticks.

"There, now that your hair isn't in the way, isn't it much faster to slurp your noodles?"

The younger Teacher Su shook the chopsticks on her head, her eyes lighting up, "You know how to do this trick?"

As she spoke, she grabbed his wrist, "I see your technique is so practiced; you haven't been doing this for other girls, have you? Tell me, who else have you tied hair for?"

"For my mom. Are you going to be jealous of her too?"

"Hmph, I'm not jealous."

Yun Zhuo lifted his hand and pulled it away from the younger Teacher Su's grip. Just as she was confused, he went behind the older Teacher Su.

With the other chopstick, he also helped her tie up her hair.

The older Teacher Su had just been laughing at her sister, but in the next second, she froze. Her fingertips instinctively touched the chopsticks on top of her head, and she shook them slightly—they were actually quite stable.

Her earlobes turned slightly red. She opened her mouth to say something, but swallowed the words back. Her eyes looked at Yun Zhuo with a bright sparkle.

Yun Zhuo laughed, "No need for thanks. We are all people of the Jianghu; you should learn to offer yourself as a reward."

The older Teacher Su, who had just been a bit shy, was immediately amused by Yun Zhuo's slightly rogue remark.

After Yun Zhuo returned to his seat and sat down, the older Teacher Su smiled and said, "You're not serious at all. By the way, who did you learn this skill from?"

"Sigh, a motherless child—it's a long story."

"You have to admit, it really is much more convenient to eat this way."

Yun Zhuo laughed, "There, from now on, you two are the Chopstick Sisters. You must get along well in the future."

"You're the chop..." The jealous younger Teacher Su instinctively wanted to retort, but halfway through, she suddenly realized that Xiao Zhuo using chopsticks to describe the two sisters was actually quite fitting.

They looked like two separate sticks, but only they knew that from childhood to adulthood, passing snacks, sharing secrets, blocking trouble—wherever you were, I followed. It was just like chopsticks; neither could function without the other.

Yun Zhuo laughed, "What were you just about to say?"

"Nothing, hurry up and slurp your noodles."

At this moment, the sound of snapping chopsticks echoed all around. Boys and girls were all learning how to use chopsticks to tie their hair.

For the boys, although that scoundrel Yun Zhuo was very enviable, since he could win over the goddesses, he must have his methods.

For example, the trick he just used to tie the goddesses' hair with chopsticks was truly impressive. The way he showed off was simply a stroke of genius.

If they learned it, when they took girls out to eat in the future, they could show off their own slick moves.

People, well, jealousy is jealousy, but if someone is better than you, you have to admit it. Once you admit it, you have to learn humbly so that you can also become an expert in the future.

People who could get into this super-first-class Martial Arts University couldn't possibly all be useless.

You have to use your head; if you don't have the skills but still go over to act tough, then that is just stupid.

Regardless of whether they could give that scoundrel a hard time, it would definitely make the goddesses dislike them.

The girls learning to tie their hair with chopsticks was purely the star effect.

Seeing that the younger Teacher Su looked so good with her hair tied like that, they didn't care if their own conditions were suitable or not, they just assumed they would look good too.

Some women not only learned it themselves but also wanted to teach their boyfriends, hoping that one day their boyfriends could be like Yun Zhuo and tie their hair for them in front of everyone, making others die of envy.

On this side, Yun Zhuo whispered to the younger Teacher Su, "Teacher Su, I originally thought you were a smart person."

"Hmm? What do you mean, kid?" Teacher Su was unhappy.

If it were normal times, if Yun Zhuo said this, she would definitely say: So what if I'm stupid? It was you, kid, who told me not to use my brain.

But today, she had to be like a mother, keeping a close watch on her child; she couldn't let him be snatched away by a fox.

This kid said his mother wasn't smart, so of course she was unhappy.

Yun Zhuo sighed, "You want to assert your dominance, I agree."

"But the method was wrong. I'll give you another chance; think carefully, what should you actually do?"

It couldn't be said that Teacher Su wasn't smart; in front of outsiders, she was naturally cold and extremely domineering.

Only in front of Yun Zhuo and her sister would she show her gentle, coquettish side, and she was also extremely lustful.

And so, as soon as she reflected on it, she understood what Yun Zhuo meant.

To assert dominance, what was more convincing than showing off their love?