"......"
Feng Youqing was rendered speechless by these three idiots.
Sigh, how could she have been so foolish as to develop feelings for that goofball, Haji Yao?
As for how their relationship got exposed—it all started at the beginning of the month. Situ Wenyao, as a member of the Public Service Department, had gone out of his way to help a first-year junior. The girl, with her budding infatuation, developed a crush on him and kept finding excuses to visit their class.
At first, Feng Youqing didn’t care. But when she saw the girl getting bolder—even going so far as to hand-make desserts for him—she snapped. In a fit of rage, she slammed an English dictionary onto Situ Wenyao’s desk, pinning him down, and declared in front of the whole class: "This is my man."
The entire room was stunned.
Gu Luo’s jaw practically hit the floor.
He never would’ve guessed these two would end up together.
But upon reflection, they really were a classic case of "opposites attract."
When Gu Luo first joined Class 8, Situ Wenyao had immediately barged in, pushing Feng Youqing aside to take center stage. In that class, he was the only one who dared to mess with the "tyrannosaurus" of a girl.
Now, Feng Youqing stood up and moved to Shen Yue’s seat, smiling sweetly at Gu Luo. "Luo Luo, I heard the first-years are setting up a Guangya High School’s 'Most Popular Girl and Guy' ranking. You’re definitely taking the 'Most Popular Guy' title—no question there. But the 'Most Popular Girl' category is way more competitive."
"Right now, five of the top candidates are your sisters. And Xi Man’s popularity among the first-years is skyrocketing. Just based on looks alone, she’s starting to overshadow even the three Luo sisters."
"Honestly, Xi Man’s cool tea-brown hair is such a vibe—like a goddess straight out of an anime. I’m so torn between voting for Shuling or Xi Man."
She propped her chin on her hand and asked Gu Luo, "So, what do you think?"
"Uh..."
Gu Luo hesitated. This was a no-win question.
To him, all his sisters were stunning in their own ways—each with a unique charm. There was no way he could pick one over the others.
Hearing this topic, the three guys who had been striking poses immediately dropped their act.
Situ Wenyao plopped back onto his chair, while the class’s sports rep casually sat in his lap—a totally normal thing for guys to do.
The sports rep spoke first. "As a sister-connoisseur with no sisters of my own, I’m the most objective here. Xi Man, hands down. The top criteria for 'Most Popular Girl' is looks, and in that department, Xi Man totally outshines the rest."
He paused, then grinned at Gu Luo. "Right, bro-in-law?"
"You’re just biased because of your sister complex. The Luo sisters are clearly the top tier," the class monitor countered immediately.
"Well, I think—" Situ Wenyao started, but then caught Feng Youqing’s murderous glare. He shuddered and quickly backtracked.
"—I think Youqing is the prettiest."
"Pfft."
"Pfft."
His desperate attempt at survival earned nothing but scorn from the monitor and the sports rep.
Just as the debate was about to continue, a girl appeared outside the window—Huang Anlu, the vice president of the Public Service Department.
Her expression was complicated as she adjusted her glasses and whispered something to the ponytailed girl sitting by the window.
The girl’s eyes instantly lit up.
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