After the song "Blue and White Porcelain" finished playing, Xiang Tiange's dance came to an end.
Only then did Lin Yu step into the classroom, applauding.
Hearing the applause, Xiang Tiange turned around in surprise.
When she saw it was Lin Yu, she froze for a moment, stunned.
Then, her face lit up with joy as she laughed:
"Haha, Lin Yu? What brings you to our school?"
"And… how did you even know I was here?"
With just these two simple questions, Lin Yu gathered the basic information.
Xiang Tiange hadn’t expected him at her school’s dance studio.
It seemed that, subconsciously, she hadn’t altered their relationship in her mind.
They were still just new friends—otherwise, his sudden appearance wouldn’t have been such a shock.
A dream environment that stayed close to reality was something Lin Yu preferred.
The more realistic the dream, the stronger its impact on the waking world.
He’d already experienced this deeply with other members of the Joyous Sect.
Lin Yu raised the takeout box in his hand and said:
"I went to your club looking for you first, but your teammates said you weren’t there—that you might be practicing in the dance studio."
"So I came to check. I did promise to treat you to a meal, after all!"
"Didn’t expect to catch such an amazing dance performance too. I must be the luckiest guy around."
Hearing this, Xiang Tiange bit her lip lightly, a proud smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.
She clasped her hands behind her back and bounced toward him, just like when they’d first met:
"Such smooth talk! Then tell me…"
"Do I look pretty?"
As she posed the question, Xiang Tiange stopped right in front of Lin Yu.
Her antique-style dress, printed with azure patterns, couldn’t suppress her playful, lively energy.
Her confident, sunny demeanor and the teasing hint of flirtation put Lin Yu completely at ease—natural and warm, without a trace of awkwardness.
Lin Yu didn’t hold back his praise:
"Pretty? Absolutely stunning."
"But even beauties need to eat, right?"
Xiang Tiange laughed, taking the takeout bag from him with both hands:
"Hahaha, of course I need to eat!"
"So, Mr. Lin Yu, what’s on the menu today?"
Lin Yu pointed at the bag and played coy:
"It’s something I love. Care to take a guess?"
"I have a feeling our tastes might be similar."
Xiang Tiange tilted her head thoughtfully:
"Oh, that confident? What if I don’t like it?"
"It’s not like you’ve had any way to find out what I like."
Lin Yu pressed on:
"Really no way at all?"
"How about a bet? Tell me your favorite dish first."
"Let’s see if I’ve nailed your taste."
Xiang Tiange flashed an "OK" sign and answered without hesitation:
"My favorite around here is Auntie Hu’s fried rice."
"Heh, pretty niche and down-to-earth, right?"
"I bet you’d never guess that!"
Lin Yu didn’t respond. Instead, he gestured for her to open the container.
This was his dream world, after all—he hadn’t revealed the contents precisely so she’d name her preference first.
Once he knew what she wanted, he could simply make it appear.
Xiang Tiange pulled out the top container from the bag and opened it…
Steaming hot fried rice—exactly Auntie Hu’s!
Her eyes shimmered with disbelief as she stared at Lin Yu.
How… how did he know?
Had he gone out of his way to ask her friends?
Was he really this thoughtful?
This guy…
So he really does like her!
Lin Yu couldn't help but marvel inwardly.
That look in Xiang Tiange's eyes—he knew it all too well.
Ever since his rebirth, he’d seen it countless times on the faces of his fellow sect members.
Ah, college life is truly wonderful!
No scheming or backstabbing like in the real world.
Far fewer slaves to money, too.
A simple plate of fried rice could win the heart of a college girl!
Such a thing would be pure fantasy in society.
But in this era, on campus, it’s an everyday occurrence for a poor guy to win over a beauty.
[Ding!]
[Masterful move! The Saint’s perfectly tailored spiritual meal deeply moves the Joyous Sect’s Rainbow Robe Envoy!]
[Reward: 20 spirit stones.]
After a moment of processing, Xiang Tiange spoke up again:
“Hey, Lin Yu!”
“Be honest—do you like me? Are you trying to chase me?”
Hiss!
Is this the boldness of an outgoing girl?
Straightforward, never hiding her true feelings.
So refreshing!
If she’s this candid even in a dream, why should Lin Yu hold back?
It’s not the real world, after all. Flirting here? He can go all out.
Lin Yu: “Yeah, but now that you’ve seen through me, I’ve lost face.”
Hearing this, Xiang Tiange’s smile brightened even more.
She pressed a finger against Lin Yu’s chest and said seriously:
“Listen, fair warning—I’m not easy to chase!”
“If you lack courage or patience, you’d better drop those wicked thoughts right now.”
Lin Yu gently tapped the back of her hand.
Feeling the sudden intimacy, Xiang Tiange yanked her hand away with a “whoosh.”
“No worries, I’m pretty fast.”
“Back home, I used to chase wild rabbits all the time. You can’t be harder to catch than them, can you?”
Xiang Tiange: “Hahaha, you’re so annoying…”
…
In the next moment, the scene shifted.
Lin Yu and Xiang Tiange now sat side by side in a corner of the dance studio, each holding a box of fried rice.
The abrupt transition in the dream world left Lin Yu momentarily disoriented.
At present, Xiang Tiange had already eaten most of her portion. Noticing Lin Yu hadn’t touched his, she asked curiously:
“Lin Yu, why aren’t you eating? Do you actually not like it?”
“Or… did you just say that to humor me?”
Lin Yu snapped out of his thoughts and met her gaze.
Damn, she’s sharp.
Sure, she’s direct about her feelings.
But in reality, winning her over clearly wouldn’t be so simple.
Trying to brush her off with a few careless words? No chance.
After a brief pause, Lin Yu replied:
“Tiange, what are you talking about?”
“I just saw you eating so happily and worried one portion might not be enough for you.”
“If I start eating now…”
“Wouldn’t I just be giving you my leftovers later?”
“So I thought I’d let you finish first. I don’t mind eating what’s left.”
His words carried two messages:
First: I care that you’re satisfied and don’t want you to have my scraps.
Second: I’ll put you first and don’t mind taking yours.
Someone as clever as Xiang Tiange naturally picked up on the subtext.
Holding her fried rice, she hesitated before asking:
“Lin Yu… do you always flirt with girls like this?”
Lin Yu: “???”
Huh?
Her retort caught him completely off guard.
This level of self-awareness…
No wonder she and Little Chi are sworn rivals!
Both of them are impossible to fool.
…
(First update for today, with an extra chapter coming tonight. Your support through "Power Generation with Love" votes would be greatly appreciated. Thank you all!)
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