Chapter 3 Make-up Lesson March 3
The private room was clean, tidy and empty. There was no one else except me!
What's going on? Does the mysterious president like to play hide-and-seek?
I blinked in confusion, looked left and right, but didn't find anything unusual in the private room. I had no choice but to slowly sit down in my seat and wait for the president to arrive.
Soon, the waiter from the cafe walked into the private room and brought me a cup of steaming cappuccino.
"Hold on!"
Looking at the delicious cup of coffee, I waved to the waiter.
"Excuse me, who ordered this coffee for me?"
The waiter smiled friendly and said, "It's the guest who booked the private room."
Oh? So, coffee is for the president... But how did he know that I like to drink cappuccino? This is my personal habit, and no one here should know it except my aunt and Min Hyuk.
Who is it? Who is the president of the comics club?
Just when I was confused and thinking wildly, the door of the private room was pushed open again, and a girl with long curly hair appeared in front of me. Her face was white and beautiful, and her black gemstone-like eyes were shining; her curly long hair was like golden waves, gently draped over her shoulders; her pink lips were slightly pursed, with a faint smile, looking gentle and kind.
"Hello! You are Yao Qianqian, right?"
The curly-haired girl sat down by herself and looked up at me, as if sizing me up.
I coughed twice and nodded to her: "Well, hello!"
"My name is Shen Jingyu, and I'm the president of the comics club. I'm very happy to meet you." The curly-haired girl leaned forward, and the smile on her lips deepened a little. "Actually, I'm not a student of Dijing College, but I really like reading comics, and I hope to share this joy with comics fans, so...how should I put it, I just support the activities of the comics club from behind, and I'll ask the seniors I know to take care of other things. I'm very sorry about this."
Having said this, Shen Jingyu suddenly lowered her head and sighed softly. Her golden curly hair slid down from both sides of her ears, slightly covering her fair cheeks.
I couldn't see her expression, and I didn't know what I should do. For a moment, I just sat there at the square table, staring at the slowly rising coffee vapor, my mind blank.
Maybe it was too unexpected and shocking.
I never imagined that the president of the comics club is such a beautiful and lovely girl. I always felt that she has nothing to do with "mysterious".
"Um, Mr. President, why did you want to meet me..."
"Qianqian!" Shen Jingyu interrupted me with a smile and said softly, "Qianqian, I want to be friends with you. Let's not be too formal, okay? Well, just call me Jingyu."
I was stunned, feeling a little flattered, but more confused.
Why?
I had only met her for a few minutes and knew nothing about each other, so why was she so kind to me? Could this be the so-called "telepathy"?
"Qianqian? Qianqian!"
"Oh, sorry, I..." I said with an embarrassed smile, "Hello, Jingyu! I'm really happy to have a like-minded friend like you, thank you! But, you asked me to meet you today..."
"Well, two things."
Shen Jingyu turned sideways, took out a few sheets of drawing paper from her handbag, and slowly spread them out on the coffee table.
What?
I opened my eyes wide in disbelief, my breathing seemed to suddenly become difficult, and my body was unable to move for a long time.
Then, aren’t those comics the funny version of Luo Zihan? Moreover, the “culprit” who drew the comics is me, Yao Qianqian !
At the beginning, I just wanted to force Luo Zihan to agree to be my tutor. In a hurry, I drew a lot of cartoons that uglier his portrait. I also impulsively stopped his car and threw the cartoons at the school gate... Damn it!
I regret it so much now. I don’t know if those comics will have a negative impact on Luo Zihan.
"Jingyu, these paintings...what do you want to do?"
“Qianqian, you…” Seeing my nervous look, Shen Jingyu smiled and said, “Qianqian, what are you afraid of? I heard that you drew all of these, and they are so… lifelike, so great!”
Well?
I was stunned and stared at Shen Jingyu in astonishment, my palms full of sweat.
She, what does she mean? Lifelike? So, she knows that the person in the picture is Luo Zihan?
Oops!
If Luo Zihan sees these paintings again, maybe... maybe the relationship between us that has just improved will deteriorate again.
"Jingyu, you...you know Luo Zihan?"
"Surprising?" She didn't answer my question directly, but smiled faintly, "Qianqian, although I am not a student of Dijing College, the reputation of the heirs of the 'Four Major Families' living in Platinum Hall is almost resounding throughout the island. Is there anything wrong with me knowing them?"
Inexplicably, I sensed a vague hostility from Shen Jingyu's final question, as cool and fleeting as the cold rain in winter.
"Jingyu, you may have misunderstood, I just..."
I don't know whether I should explain to her the subtle relationship between Luo Zihan and I. Actually, it's been a while since the portrait cartoon incident, and Luo Zihan is not a person who cares about trivial matters. Maybe I'm thinking too much.
"Qianqian, are you familiar with Young Master Luo?"
Shen Jingyu always maintained a calm and gentle smile, which made me doubt that the hostility emanating from her at that moment was just my own illusion.
I quickly shook my head and replied, "No, I'm not familiar with it."
"But..." Shen Jingyu slowly lowered her head, looked at the comics, and chuckled, "Qianqian, you drew Young Master Luo's expression very vividly. Moreover, Young Master Luo has such a rich expression, I'm afraid few people have seen him, unless... you have a close relationship with him, or you are very familiar with each other."
"Eh? No, it's not."
I took a sip of coffee to calm my anxiety. How should I put it? I just felt that Shen Jingyu seemed to care too much about Luo Zihan.
Then, Shen Jingyu put away the comics and made me a very attractive invitation.
"Qianqian, are you willing to create your own comics? Of course, you just need to concentrate on completing the work. I will assign someone to take care of the printing, publishing, and promotion work."
"Jingyu, you..." I looked at her in surprise, my heart beating so fast that it seemed to be out of control, "Jingyu, are you going to help me publish the comic book?"
"That's right."
She nodded gently, her bright dark eyes fixed on me motionlessly.
I tried hard to suppress the joy and excitement in my heart. Although I now have a rich grandfather, I have never thought of relying on his financial resources. This opportunity that fell from the sky was unbelievable to me.
I tried to speak calmly, "This, this... Why, why did you choose me? In the comics club, many seniors love comics more than I do. They can also create excellent works. And I just joined the comics club not long ago. Such a good opportunity..."
"Then are you going to give up?" Shen Jingyu looked away, raised the corner of her lips slightly, and said in a slightly indifferent voice, "This is the second reason why I asked you to meet today. In short, I have given you the opportunity, and the decision is up to you, but... you should know that my choice of you and my support for you are affirming your ability and also represent my trust in you."
"Jingyu, thank you."
She looked up at me and smiled calmly: "Why? You agreed?"
"Can you give me some time to think about it?"
"Sure." She raised her hand to smooth her curly hair, and reminded him intentionally or unintentionally, "Qianqian, I hope your answer won't disappoint me, and don't make me wait too long."
I understood what Shen Jingyu meant, and I knew how much I wanted to seize this good opportunity. However, the confusion and uneasiness in my heart became more and more intense... After leaving the cafe, I felt not relieved but even heavier.
Before we parted, Shen Jingyu specifically asked me not to tell anyone about her identity as the president of the comics club. I don't understand why Shen Jingyu did this. In fact, all members of the comics club are very grateful to her and respect her, and they are always looking forward to meeting her, the mysterious president.
Standing at the entrance of the cafe, I looked up at the blue sky and took a long breath. The orange light of the setting sun shone on my body, warm but not hot, as if it could eliminate all the boredom in my heart.
Today, I don't have to go to the Platinum Hall for extra lessons, nor do I have to listen to Luo Zihan's cold words. I should be happy. But for some reason, I felt a heavy sense of loss, as if my heart was suddenly hollowed out by someone. I really wanted to sit next to Luo Zihan and listen to his lectures.
No, no, no!
There must be something wrong with my brain, otherwise how could I come up with such an incredible idea?
“Ding Ling Ling——”
The crisp ringing of the cell phone brought me back to my senses. Looking at the caller ID displayed on the screen, I raised my lips and smiled.
"Min Hyuk hyung!"
"Silly Qianqian!" A gentle male voice came from the other end of the line, so familiar and kind, "Well, you did a good job this time. You remembered my mobile number. Last time I called you, you didn't recognize it. I was so hurt."
I curled my lips and smiled disapprovingly: "Humph! Who told you to always change your phone number?"
"Don't worry, it won't change in the future." Brother Minhe paused for a moment and asked in a low voice, "Qianqian, you transferred to Dijing College, why didn't you tell me last time? Silly girl, I returned home yesterday and have a few days of rest, but your mother is busy with work, and I can't see either of you. What should I do? Qianqian, I'll go to Dijing College to see you, okay?"
The "beautiful mom" that Min Hyuk mentioned is my dearest aunt.
Some time ago, I spoke to my aunt on the phone. She was hired by my grandfather himself to be in charge of the development and design of new products for Yao’s Jewelry. She works overtime every day and is very busy.
C "Qianqian, are you listening?"
"Of course." I cleared my throat and raised my voice, "Brother Minhe, I am doing well in Dijing College. You don't have to worry. I will go home to see you on weekends. Please don't come to school."
"Why? I want to see you, I really want to see you!"
I frowned, sighed helplessly, and my forehead was unconsciously filled with dark lines.
"Brother Min Hyuk, can you please think about your identity! If you show up at Dijing Academy and are seen by those fans who like you, I'm afraid the whole school will fall into chaos, understand?"
Brother Minhe was silent for a while, then said aggrievedly, "Qianqian, are you afraid that I will cause you trouble?"
What?
I was speechless and suddenly had the urge to beat him up.
What on earth is Min Hyuk thinking! I am worried that I will cause trouble for him, okay? I am just an ordinary little girl, no one can find me if I am lost in a crowd, what am I afraid of? And he is a popular idol star, his every move can become the headline news of gossip magazines at any time!
"Min Hyuk, wait for me at home. I'll be back on the weekend."
…
"I'm telling you clearly, you are absolutely not allowed to come to Dijing College to find me!"
…
"Min Hyuk, I promise to call you every day, is that okay?"
"No!" He finally spoke, and I was so worried that I broke out in a cold sweat. "Qianqian, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Although I can rest for a few days, who knows what will happen. Maybe, the company will call me and I will have to leave again. Silly girl, I really miss you and want to see you so much."
Of course I know this and have never doubted it, because I also want to see him!
"Brother Minhe, if you dare to act like a spoiled child again, I will expose the news to the media reporters." I deliberately teased and threatened him, hoping that he would give up his previous thoughts.
Min Hyuk is a determined person, and even his manager and agency can't stop him from doing what he wants to do. From this point of view, Min Hyuk should be a rebellious star, but the more so, the more people like and are obsessed with him.
"Qianqian, you..."
Min Hyuk's voice was a little low and a little depressed, which made me sad. However, I couldn't see his face and couldn't judge his expression at the moment, so I could only try my best to comfort him.
“Min Hyuk, please don’t be mad at me.”
"It will be the weekend soon. I will definitely go home to see you."
"Min Hyuk, I..."
He suddenly interrupted me and asked calmly, "Qianqian, tell me the truth, do you miss me?"
"I missed you so much."
Min Hyuk and I haven't seen each other for several months. How could we not miss each other? We grew up together and are a close and beloved family. No one can replace his place in my heart!
"Min Hyuk, just stay home and wait for me!"
I had barely hung up the phone and hadn’t even put my phone down when a large group of tourists came towards me.
They walked forward, talking and laughing, not paying attention to the people around them. I happened to be standing on the side of the road, and was accidentally bumped by a passing tourist. I stumbled back and almost dropped my phone on the ground.
"Snapped!"
A strong arm wrapped around my shoulders.
"Oh, thank you!"
As I expressed my gratitude, I stood firm and turned around.
"Eh? Luo, Luo Zihan!"
I never thought that the person holding me tightly was Luo Zihan!
He stared at me, his obsidian eyes as bright as the moon, and even more profound and difficult to understand behind the lenses. His cold and perfect face was stained by the afterglow of the sunset, with a hint of warm color.
"Luo Zihan, why are you here? Would you like to have some coffee?"
"Yes." He nodded, gently let me go, frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Yao Qianqian, do you have to make a phone call in a crowded place? Didn't you realize how dangerous the situation was just now?"
I was speechless and could only stick out my tongue awkwardly, like a punished child, secretly looking up at Luo Zihan. Although what he said was not easy to accept, I understood that he was worried about me.
C "Luo Zihan, thank you."
He raised his eyebrows slightly and sighed faintly: "You have already said it."
"But..." I blinked quickly and smiled, "Anyway, 'the more courtesy, the less blame'! Luo Zihan, thank you for helping me, thank you for worrying about me, thank you..."
"That's enough, Yao Qianqian!"
He looked at me with a slightly irritated look, his eyes were deep and complicated. I don't know if it was my illusion or the reflection of the setting sun, but a faint blush appeared on Luo Zihan's handsome face, light and shallow, but it didn't disappear for a long time.
"Yao Qianqian, listen to me. No matter who it is, they will help you if they encounter the situation just now! Also, I'm not worried about you, I just think you are too stupid, so I need to remind you."
I glared at him angrily, feeling bitter in my heart, I couldn't describe the feeling.
Luo Zihan is a really weird guy. I was thanking him, not arguing with him, so why should he be so determined to draw a line between us?
"Luo Zihan, do you hate me so much?"
He suddenly froze, and his deep black eyes looked coldly into mine. That bone-chilling cold light seemed to penetrate my heart directly, making me feel a suffocating pain for a moment.
"Yao Qianqian, what on earth are you thinking about? You..."
"Zi Han!"
An intimate and passionate call came from behind me, and a handsome figure passed by me, appeared next to Luo Zihan, and took his arm as usual.
Then……
I froze in place as if struck by lightning.
The girl who held Luo Zihan's arm was none other than the president of the comics club, Shen Jingyu!
Shen Jingyu didn't look at me, as if she treated me as a stranger. She kept smiling at Luo Zihan, her fair and beautiful face filled with tenderness.
"Zi Han, is she the girl you allowed to enter and leave the Platinum Hall freely?"
It seems that Shen Jingyu is deliberately pretending not to know me.
Luo Zihan let her hold his arm and replied calmly: "Yes, her name is Yao Qianqian. Qianqian's grades are not very good, I am helping her with her homework."
flourishing?
This was the first time Luo Zihan called me by my name.
I couldn't believe my ears and almost thought I had heard it wrong. My heart suddenly felt warm and a subtle feeling slowly flowed through my heart.
"Well, I... I am very grateful to Luo Zihan, he..."
"Zi Han is like this. As long as the other person needs help, he is willing to lend a helping hand to anyone." Shen Jingyu pouted like a spoiled child, tilted her head and leaned on Luo Zi Han's shoulder, her eyes gently falling on me.
"Hello, Qianqian! I'm Zihan's girlfriend, Shen Jingyu."
What? Girlfriend?
I stared at Shen Jingyu in amazement, then looked at Luo Zihan blankly, and my heart suddenly felt a sharp pain.
In fact, I had already learned from Sister Shang Mei that Luo Zihan had a girlfriend who was a good match for him. However, when I witnessed this moment with my own eyes, I lost control and lost my composure.
Why?
Why is this happening?
