"Thank you, junior, for helping me and comforting me."
After venting her emotions for quite a while, Qu Meimei finally began to calm down, a smile reappearing on her face.
She still had to maintain the dignified image befitting a senior in front of her junior.
As for what happened earlier—well, that was just an unavoidable clash with that bitch.
Hearing this, Gu Luo waved his hand. "No need to thank me."
After a pause, he added, "But I should correct you—I’m not a first-year student. I’m actually a second-year transfer student."
"Specifically, the transfer student you mentioned earlier."
"You... you’re the transfer student everyone’s been talking about today?" Qu Meimei’s face showed surprise, though there was also a hint of expectation in her expression.
After all, the boy in front of her was so strikingly handsome, as if he naturally radiated brilliance.
With looks like his, he undoubtedly belonged to the top tier of handsome guys—not just at Guangya Academy, but even across all of Caizhou City, or even the entire country.
"Yes, my name is Gu Luo," he introduced himself.
"So, Gu Luo, Luo Shuning invited you to join the music club, didn’t she?"
"She did."
Qu Meimei pressed further, "I heard you turned her down?"
"That’s right."
Getting a direct confirmation from the person involved, Qu Meimei subconsciously straightened her posture, a smug smile tugging at the corners of her lips.
"It seems you’ve already seen through Luo Shuning’s true nature. That puts my mind at ease."
As she spoke, she leaned closer to Gu Luo, her expression suddenly turning sorrowful.
"Let me tell you, Luo Shuning has a habit of secretly seducing other girls’ boyfriends."
She paused, as if gathering her emotions, then continued in a trembling voice, "To be honest, even my ex-boyfriend was stolen by her."
Listening to Qu Meimei’s blatant lies, Gu Luo found it utterly ridiculous.
Still, he gave the most fitting response.
"Is that so? You... really are shameless."
Spreading malicious rumors was truly disgusting.
"Shameless" was the perfect word for it.
And getting cheated on? How cliché.
"Yes, she’s a total bitch," Qu Meimei quickly agreed, nodding emphatically. Then, putting on a fragile act, she added,
"My ex was stolen just recently. These past few days, I haven’t even been able to sleep properly. I’ve been sneaking drinks when my parents aren’t looking, crying into my pillow at night."
As she spoke, she actually lowered her head, her shoulders trembling slightly, transforming into a picture of pitiable vulnerability—a stark contrast to the aggressive shrew she’d been moments ago.
Gu Luo couldn’t help but admire Qu Meimei’s acting skills.
Truly, acting was an innate talent for some girls.
Just like that one infamous case—what kind of girl would joke about her own chastity?
Single-handedly ruining credibility for women everywhere.
Some girls were just born with the ability to manipulate hearts.
Seeing the complicated expression on Gu Luo’s face, Qu Meimei maintained her sorrowful facade, though inwardly, she was overjoyed.
With her "experience," she knew most guys couldn’t resist a girl playing the damsel in distress—especially one with decent looks like hers.
She was just one step away from wrapping this handsome transfer student around her finger.
Thinking this, Qu Meimei’s expression grew even more despondent.
"Gu Luo, you’re the only one who knows about me being cheated on. I really appreciate you listening to me."
"So..."
"Um... I..."
She hesitated, looking up at him with puppy-dog eyes.
"If I feel sad these next few nights... could I ask you to drink with me?"
"I tend to get drunk easily, so I’d need someone to take care of me..."
"And most guys prefer chilled beer, right? Don’t worry, my period just ended, so it’s fine."
"......"
Gu Luo’s lips twitched.
He forced himself to keep a straight face, answering as calmly as possible, "If I have time."
Good lord.
This wasn’t even subtle anymore.
This was straight-up propositioning.
Objectively speaking, aside from a few freckles, Qu Meimei’s looks were above average.
Any inexperienced guy faced with such bold and blatant advances would probably fold immediately.
But this was just downright degrading.
Suppressing his discomfort, Gu Luo said, "I can see you’ve been hurt badly..."
As he spoke, he took a step back, putting distance between them.
"I have something to take care of now. Let’s talk another time."
He turned and bought another can of soda from the vending machine.
He’d already wasted enough time here—Shen Yue was waiting for him on the fourth floor.
After a pause, he added, "But we can exchange contact info first."
He already had a plan in mind—to teach this girl a proper lesson.
"Great, great!" Qu Meimei nearly jumped for joy.
After exchanging contacts, Qu Meimei made another suggestion.
"Gu Luo, would you be interested in joining the music club?"
"You don’t need to know how to play anything—I can teach you personally."
?
Gu Luo was stunned by her hypocrisy.
She’d just been indignantly accusing Luo Shuning of using the same line to lure him in, yet here she was, copying the exact same tactic.
Instant karma, huh?
But if she was in such a hurry to ruin herself, he’d gladly oblige.
"Sure."
Gu Luo already knew exactly how to destroy her reputation.
According to the system’s special mission prompt, Qu Meimei was likely to sabotage Luo Shuning’s performance at the school festival.
The best way to gather evidence was to infiltrate the enemy’s ranks.
A demon had his own methods.
Calling Qu Meimei out directly would be satisfying, but Luo Shuning’s performance took priority.
"Really?" Qu Meimei was instantly ecstatic.
She gloated inwardly—Luo Shuning had failed to recruit him, yet she’d succeeded effortlessly.
What did that mean?
She’d finally one-upped Luo Shuning!
Overcome with excitement, Qu Meimei impulsively moved to hug Gu Luo.
Seeing this, Gu Luo reacted swiftly, sidestepping with practiced ease. He scratched his head, putting on an awkward, shy smile.
"Sorry, but propriety matters between men and women."
His acting was flawless.
Seeing Gu Luo’s bashful demeanor, Qu Meimei’s eyes only sparkled brighter.
What a pure, innocent boy.
Definitely a virgin.
Nothing like those other guys who only cared about her body.
She had to claim Gu Luo for herself!
Then she’d flaunt him in front of Luo Shuning every day—let that bitch know who was superior!
Moreover, Gu Luo had now been successfully misled by her into believing that Luo Shuning had a habit of seducing guys.
Not to mention, he had outright rejected Luo Shuning’s invitation to join the club from the very beginning.
As expected, naive boys like him were the easiest to manipulate.
Especially when they were this good-looking.
Qu Meimei’s mood couldn’t be better—she could practically picture herself flaunting her relationship with Gu Luo in front of Luo Shuning.
“I’ll head off now,” Gu Luo said.
Snapping out of her daydream, Qu Meimei smiled sweetly. “I’ll be in charge of the club recruitment tomorrow. See you at the field in the afternoon, okay?”
“Sure.”
Gu Luo gave a brief reply before grabbing the two cans of cola and heading toward the fourth floor.
The whole ordeal had taken up quite a bit of time.
When he finally returned to the fourth floor, he found Shen Yue still waiting patiently for him.
“Sorry, Shen Yue. Took longer than I thought,” Gu Luo said apologetically as he popped open the can and handed it to her.
“No worries at all!”
Shen Yue accepted it cheerfully and took a sip right away, showing not a hint of impatience.
She really did seem carefree—typical of a girl who loved eating and drinking.
“Let’s go back.”
“Mm-hmm.”
The two walked toward the school gate, sipping their colas along the way.
Just then, Gu Luo received a message from Qu Meimei.
[Qu Meimei: Gu Luo, are you free tonight?]
[Qu Meimei: I kinda feel like having a drink…]
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