Martial Arts Club

Lin Yu followed Tao Yaoyao upstairs, arriving at the door of the martial arts club's classroom.

The two stopped outside the door. Tao Yaoyao shot Lin Yu a somewhat resentful sidelong glance, then took a deep breath, adjusted her emotions, and her trademark polite, faint smile reappeared on her face.

"Knock, knock, knock."

Tao Yaoyao gently rapped on the door.

"Come in."

A girl's voice came from inside.

Tao Yaoyao turned the doorknob, pushed the door halfway open, and slipped in with a smooth step.

"Guess who I brought?"

Tao Yaoyao asked mysteriously.

"Who?"

The round-faced girl from the martial arts club was sitting behind a desk. She was pouting, holding a black gel pen between her upper lip and the bridge of her nose, looking utterly bored.

"Ta-da~"

Tao Yaoyao turned sideways, spreading both hands towards the half-open door. She shook her wrists, and her fair, clean fingers instantly created a dazzling visual effect.

It was as if she were holding two cheerleader pom-poms, cheering on the star player about to enter the field.

Right at that moment, Lin Yu cooperatively pushed the door open.

Upon seeing who had arrived, the round-faced girl behind the desk...

First, her expression froze, then her listless eyes gradually widened.

Unable to hide the delight on her face, she didn't even bother with the black pen on her lip anymore, pointing at Lin Yu and exclaiming loudly.

"You... you're the school's Super Blondie Guy!"

???

Three question marks popped up one by one above Lin Yu's head.

Blondie is fine.

But what's with adding 'Super' in front?

"Blondie Guy, are... are you here to join our martial arts club?"

The round-faced girl stood up excitedly, her sparkling eyes fixed eagerly on Lin Yu.

Lin Yu gave an "Mhm" and nodded.

"Awesome!"

The round-faced girl clapped her hands excitedly.

As if afraid Lin Yu might run away, she quickly walked over to him, half-inviting, half-dragging him to sit in the chair behind the desk.

She turned around, pulled out a bunch of her personal snacks from a cabinet and laid them on the desk. Thinking brewing tea would take too long, she placed several cans of Wangzai Milk in front of Lin Yu, gesturing for him to eat and drink his fill.

Lin Yu didn't stand on ceremony either. He picked up a bag of chips from the table, tore it open, took a sip of the Wangzai Milk, leaned back against the soft sofa chair, and joked boldly:

"Give me a shoulder rub."

The round-faced girl, who was rummaging for documents, paused. She glanced back at Lin Yu, quickly realized it was a joke, and her cheerful personality made her willing to play along.

She just took it a bit too far.

She turned to look at Tao Yaoyao standing to the side and said with a grin, giving orders:

"Sister Peach, help me give Blondie Guy a shoulder rub. My hands are full right now."

???

???

Three question marks each floated above Lin Yu and Tao Yaoyao's heads.

Tao Yaoyao quickly caught on. She looked at Lin Yu, her smile carrying a hint of gritted teeth, and agreed:

"Sure."

Lin Yu sat up straight. Seeing Tao Yaoyao approaching with a not-so-friendly smile, he hurriedly explained:

"No need, no need, I was just joking..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Tao Yaoyao had already fully utilized her long-legged advantage, covering the distance in a few steps to stand behind Lin Yu.

The round-faced girl still hadn't found the form, her head buried in a huge pile of folders, haphazardly searching. It was clear she wasn't a very meticulous person.

Even so, she didn't forget to look after Lin Yu, joking and commanding Tao Yaoyao:

"Take good care of him!"

Lin Yu gulped. He wanted to stand up and say forget it, but the moment he made a move to rise, Tao Yaoyao's hands pressed him back down from behind.

"Fine, I'll definitely take good care of him!"

Tao Yaoyao's voice came from behind, the words "take care" emphasized heavily.

As soon as she finished speaking, Tao Yaoyao's hands on Lin Yu's shoulders began to exert force.

Lin Yu had nowhere to escape. He could only hunch his shoulders slightly, waiting with trepidation for Tao Yaoyao's 'care'...

...

?

Lin Yu turned his head to look back at Tao Yaoyao, a big question mark popping up above his head.

Why aren't you using any strength?

Looking at Tao Yaoyao's lightly pursed lips and already tense mouth corners, Lin Yu suddenly realized something.

You little... you're not already using all your strength, are you?

Lin Yu felt like laughing. He held it back, but not completely, and Tao Yaoyao saw the corner of his mouth twitch upward.

Angrily, she raised her hand and smacked Lin Yu's shoulder—that one actually hurt.

"What are you doing!"

"Hurry up and take good care of my Blondie Brother!"

The round-faced girl, Xia Li, who had just found the club application form, looked up and happened to see this scene. She scolded Tao Yaoyao with great dissatisfaction, then immediately turned a fawning face to Lin Yu, placing the application form in front of him.

She didn't even need Lin Yu to lift a finger. Lin Yu only had to say the words, and she filled out the form line by line for him.

After filling in the information on the registration form, she immediately stamped her approval on Lin Yu's application right then and there.

Putting down the pen, she scurried obsequiously behind Lin Yu. Standing on one side of Lin Yu with Tao Yaoyao on the other, she also started massaging his shoulders, asking with a flattering smile:

"How is it, Brother Lin Yu?"

"Is the pressure okay?"

Faced with this lively girl who could take a joke well, Lin Yu naturally didn't hold back either, telling her to press a little harder.

Xia Li adjusted the pressure appropriately. After receiving Lin Yu's approval, she massaged for a bit longer, finally revealing her true intention:

"Brother Lin Yu, have you considered representing our S University in competitions?"

"Just signing up gets you academic credits."

"And if you win, there's a super generous cash prize~"

Lin Yu leaned back boldly against the sofa back, clearly getting a bit carried away, and said:

"I'll think about it."

Under Tao Yaoyao's reproachful stare, Lin Yu finally dropped his joking demeanor and said seriously:

"No need to think about it."

"I'd already made up my mind before coming here."

"I'm willing to join."

"Excellent!"

Xia Li clapped her little hands together excitedly and said:

"With you this time..."

"No, no, no!"

"With you, for the next few years, L University is definitely going to be crushed under the heel of our S University!"

"Let them show off!"

Xia Li snorted.

As the two top universities in S City, S University and L University had a relationship marked more by competition than cooperation.

Although the intensity of their rivalry wasn't quite on the level of Peking and Tsinghua Universities from his past life, it wasn't far off. Both wanted to claim the title of the premier university in S City.

Because of this, the goodwill between students of the two schools was low. It was the kind of situation where seeing you succeed hurt more than seeing myself fail.

So, this competition wasn't just about winning glory and projects for the school; it also had a lot to do with venting frustration for fellow students.

After all, wins and losses had been mixed before, but they had lost for three consecutive years recently.

After taking care of various miscellaneous tasks, Lin Yu and the round-faced girl, Xia Li, exchanged WeChat contacts, and then he prepared to leave with Tao Yaoyao.

Just as the two stood up to say goodbye, the door in front of them suddenly opened. Seeing the man who entered, Lin Yu's fist instantly clenched.

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