Chapter 165 Lin Yuan Provocation, Ling Xuan Video Call
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The Tongyou Pillow is a ceramic product, but not entirely so. It also incorporates several generations of special craftsmanship inherited from the Duofu tribe.
This includes carving, incense, precipitation, glazing, and so on. Besides being purely handcrafted, the most remarkable aspect is that it is soaked in secret fragrances and then dried with special medicinal herbs, thus possessing the effect of aiding sleep and relaxation.
However, the premise is that it must not get wet.
Once it gets wet, not only does it lose its efficacy, but it also emits a foul smell and must be dried before it can be used again.
Just so happened, there was a puddle of water on the table. Naturally, Fan Ye couldn’t just stand by and watch as Gao Zhaoming put the pillow on it, subconsciously speaking up to stop him.
But unexpectedly, someone was quicker than her…
“Sister Yue, you know that the Tongyou Pillow shouldn’t get wet?!”
Jiang Fuyue nodded. “I know a little.”
“Then you must have been to Duofu.”
“Why do you say that?”
Fan Ye counted on her fingers. “You see, you understand Duofu language, you know that it’s best to eat the Duofu fruit from the core outward to get the sweet taste, and now you know that the Tongyou Pillow shouldn’t get wet, all of this.”
None of these things were available online or in books. Either she had contact with Duofu people, or she had been to the island.
Especially regarding the Tongyou Pillow, the production process was monopolized by several big families. Even on the island, it was considered a rare item, and Fan Ye had only come into contact with it because of her status as the chief’s daughter.
But Jiang Fuyue knew just as much as her, which was quite strange.
“I haven’t been.” She shook her head in denial, at least not in this lifetime.
Fan Ye scratched her head, feeling puzzled.
“Oh well, whether you’ve been or not isn’t important. What’s important is when are we going to eat?” Gao Zhaoming shyly smiled. “I’m hungry.”
“Yeah, yeah,” Huang Hui hurriedly agreed. “I’m hungry too.”
The four of them set out from the dormitory to find food off-campus.
Northern restaurants always showed sincerity, especially those located at the school gates, with ample servings and good taste.
Jiang Fuyue ordered four dishes, two meat dishes, one vegetarian dish, and one soup, enough for four people to eat to their hearts’ content.
“Burp~” Gao Zhaoming burped, looking satisfied.
Fan Ye licked her lips, still wanting more.
Huang Hui rubbed his stomach, obviously unable to take it.
Jiang Fuyue went to pay the bill. It was less than one hundred yuan, so she just treated them, but the three insisted on splitting the bill.
She didn’t refuse.
After finishing their meal, they walked back to school, the scorching sun blocked out by rows of greenery, making it not too hot, with a refreshing breeze brushing against their faces.
At this moment, a series of honking sounds suddenly came from behind, continuous and annoying.
The four of them moved to the side of the stairs, making way, but the honking didn’t stop, instead, it seemed to be getting louder and louder.
Jiang Fuyue frowned and looked back, but before she could see who was in the car, the black BMW sped away like a live fish diving into the water, disappearing in the blink of an eye, leaving only a reflection of the car’s taillights and a trail of smoke.
“Who was that? So arrogant.”
From the continuous honking to the roaring engine, everything about it was ostentatious.
“Who cares?” Huang Hui shrugged. “Let’s ignore it.”
Fan Ye rubbed her chin. “Why do I feel like those honks were deliberately aimed at us?”
This speculation was confirmed when they saw Lin Yuan in front of the girls’ dormitory along with the black BMW parked next to it.
“What a coincidence, meeting again.” Lin Yuan wore a sky-blue dress, a pink and white fisherman’s hat, long hair cascading behind her, carrying a small bag in her hand.
Standing on the stairs at this moment, she tilted her chin up slightly, greeting the others with a disdainful look in her eyes.
Jiang Fuyue’s reaction was indifferent.
Gao Zhaoming and Huang Hui were not familiar with her, so they barely nodded and forced a smile, no longer bothering to engage with her.
Fan Ye simply turned her head away, the love and hate of a little girl written plainly on her face, with no attempt to conceal it.
Lin Yuan’s expression faltered a bit, but she quickly adjusted, turning her smile back on.
This time, two people from No. 7 High School were selected: Lin Yuan and a boy named Zhou Xian.
As for Ke Ran, who had clashed with Fan Ye before, he didn’t even make it past the initial round of selections and couldn’t be found now.
Thinking about it, it was quite boring. He had racked his brains to target others, but neglected his own improvement, ending in such a conclusion.
In comparison, Lin Yuan was much smarter.
She never openly targeted Fan Ye and Jiang Fuyue, but Ke Ran’s every move was accompanied by her shadow.
A master hides behind the scenes, exerting great influence. Lin Yuan clearly understood this principle.
It wasn’t until they went upstairs that she realized that Lin Yuan actually lived next door to Fan Ye.
Looking at the little girl in front of her, who seemed to treat her as a major enemy, Jiang Fuyue couldn’t help but smile. “What are you afraid of? She’s not a tiger, she won’t eat you.”
Fan Ye nervously picked at her fingers. “She speaks in circles, and I can’t outwit her.”
If she couldn’t outwit her, she would want to resort to violence.
But if she did resort to violence, she might lose her competition qualifications.
Jiang Fuyue taught her a trick.
“What?” Her almond eyes sparkled.
“Pretend to be deaf and mute.”
“….”
Pretending to be deaf implies not listening.
Playing mute means not responding.
No matter how fierce Lin Yuan’s words were, they couldn’t shake this stubborn person.
“Got it!” Fan Ye nodded, “I’ll remember.”
At two o’clock in the afternoon, the opening ceremony was held.
The head coach gave a speech on stage, introducing several coaches and the instructors responsible for the students’ daily lives.
During the student representative speech segment, Jiang Fuyue, as the top scorer in the semi-finals, was invited to the stage.
The process went smoothly without another Huo Fanjin jumping out to disrupt the event.
After it ended, Jiang Fuyue returned to the physics training class at Q University.
…
At six o’clock in the afternoon.
Yan Zhenfeng: “Alright, that’s it for today’s lesson.”
Jiang Fuyue took a photo of the blackboard with her phone and sent it to Ling Xuan.
On the third day of the camp, something happened at Ling Xuan’s home, so he took leave and rushed back to Linhuai. Before leaving, he asked Jiang Fuyue to take photos of the class notes every day and send them to him.
Jiang Fuyue didn’t refuse.
But their communication was limited to a few photos on WeChat, with very little text, mostly just Ling Xuan unilaterally expressing his thanks.
She thought it would be the same today, but unexpectedly, a few seconds after sending the pictures, video call requests from Ling Xuan came one after another…
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