Just as Lin Yu had anticipated.
The terrifying mechanism of the conditioned reflex jolted Tang Yimian awake instantly.
With astonishing speed, she sprang up from the gaming chair.
The comfortable gaming chair didn't provide enough leverage.
Tang Yimian only managed to sort of bounce up a little before quickly falling back into the seat.
"Class, please turn your textbooks to..."
Tang Yimian instinctively blurted out the words.
Only when she clearly saw Lin Yu's face did she realize where she actually was.
"Junior Lin Yu, I, I, I... did I just fall asleep?"
"I'm sorry, I just wanted to sit down and rest for a bit, I didn't expect to fall asleep again!"
"I..."
Tang Yimian kept talking, trying to stand up quickly.
However.
Lin Yu's hand was much faster than her reaction.
He pressed the attempting-to-rise Tang Yimian back down into the chair.
"Hey, it's fine, it's perfectly normal to sleep if you're tired, right?"
"Senior, how long have we known each other? Why are you still being so formal with me?"
That's what he said.
But Tang Yimian still sat uneasily, looking like she was ready to stand up at any moment.
Lin Yu added:
"I actually wanted to talk to you anyway. Are you going to chat with me standing up?"
"Then... should I stand up too?"
A straightforward explanation wouldn't work, so he simply escalated to emotional blackmail.
Used on someone like his senior, it was remarkably effective.
After hearing Lin Yu's words, she naturally felt too embarrassed to stand up again.
She could only sit stiffly in the chair, wearing a look of deep chagrin.
Her mind was relentlessly criticizing her own behavior...
So weak-willed!
How could she fall asleep in Junior Lin Yu's chair!
She had even been thinking earlier about not giving Junior Lin Yu the feeling that she was barging into his room.
She had simply planned to sit down and rest for a bit. How did it end up in such an awkward situation?
What to do? What to do!
Would this leave a bad impression on Junior Lin Yu?
She probably already left one last night, and now it's been reinforced!
Tang Yimian's anxious emotions were all vividly written on her face.
Lin Yu found it quite amusing.
To prevent his senior from suffering too much.
Lin Yu quickly took out the drawing board from behind him, holding it up in front of her, and said:
"Senior, the scene of you sleeping just now was really... quite beautiful."
"I couldn't help myself, so I drew it."
"If you find it intrusive, you can take this drawing."
"If you don't mind... may I keep it?"
[Ding!]
[A brilliant move. The Saint's divine skill and genuine emotional expression have greatly pleased his Dao Companion!]
[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones]
Tang Yimian was stunned on the spot: "!!!"
It took her a good while to finally snap out of it.
This, this...
It's drawn so well!
Besides writing novels, photography, singing, songwriting... Junior Lin Yu can also paint?
Is there any field he isn't good at?
More importantly.
What Junior Lin Yu said...
She had just accidentally fallen asleep, and she wasn't even dressed up today.
How, how could she possibly be as good as Junior Lin Yu said?
Before, she had secretly wondered.
Given Junior Lin Yu's special teaching methods for her, and his willingness to sacrifice his own time...
Could it be that he... likes her a little?
Such thoughts only stayed at the level of speculation, without any solid proof.
But right now.
Junior Lin Yu secretly drawing her and his words just now undoubtedly served as valid evidence!
"Junior Lin Yu, I really didn't expect your painting skills to be this good before!"
"It's drawn so beautifully..."
"I, I don't mean it that way. I'm just a very ordinary model. It's your drawing that's good!"
"If you like it, of course you can keep it."
"Actually, I wanted to ask... could you give it to me?"
"It's not that I think a drawing of me should be taken away by me or anything, it's just that it's really drawn too well."
After struggling internally, Tang Yimian couldn't resist asking, driven by her emotions.
No one had ever actively painted a portrait of her before.
Facing such a uniquely meaningful painting, how could she not be tempted?
Since Senior Tang had mustered the courage to ask for the painting, how could Lin Yu be stingy.
He immediately agreed:
"No problem, Senior. If you like it, of course you can have it."
"I was just worried you might be unhappy that I drew you without your permission."
Tang Yimian's face flushed with excitement, and she hurriedly said:
"Absolutely not, absolutely not!"
"If you want to draw, I'm available anytime..."
Halfway through, Tang Yimian abruptly stopped.
That sounded a bit too casual!
She immediately corrected herself and continued:
"Junior Lin Yu, if you need a model, I'm available whenever I'm free."
Lin Yu: "I'll take you at your word, Senior. You can't fool me."
Tang Yimian: "Of course I won't fool you. I mean it too."
Lin Yu: "Then what Senior said last night... was that also true?"
Tang Yimian: "Of course, what I said last night... Huh?"
The sudden topic switch caught Tang Yimian completely off guard.
For a moment.
Her mind went blank again.
As expected!
Junior Lin Yu asking her to wait in the room was indeed to talk about last night.
What on earth did she say to Junior Lin Yu last night?
She had no recollection at all!
Now, faced with this sudden question, Tang Yimian had no idea how to answer.
Could it be that she said something strange or ambiguous in front of Junior Lin Yu?
Otherwise.
Why would Junior Lin Yu be so direct about liking her when he showed her the drawing today...
"Haha, it's fine, Senior, don't be nervous. I know you were drunk last night."
"You were definitely just saying drunken words. Don't take it too seriously, and don't mind me. My mind might be a bit messed up too."
"Actually wanting to confirm it with you again today..."
Lin Yu said this.
But he was putting on an excellent performance of being dejected and lost.
Afraid that Tang Yimian might miss the look of disappointment on his face.
Tang Yimian: "!!!"
Oh no, oh no.
She must have said something last night that gave Junior Lin Yu a hint.
If she answered directly now that she really forgot,
would Junior Lin Yu be even more hurt upon hearing it?
It wasn't that she didn't have... romantic feelings for Junior Lin Yu.
It was just, just...
She hadn't figured out how to say it yet.
Since it was a mess she made while drunk, she naturally couldn't let Junior Lin Yu get hurt. She should be the one to take responsibility!
Soon.
Tang Yimian made a major decision in her heart!
...
(The extra update is finished. That's all for today's updates. Will continue to work hard and keep revising tomorrow. Goodnight, everyone!)
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