Chapter 389: Chapter 312 Forbidden Hush Money

Cheng Zhu left the faculty dormitories and, after checking the time, ultimately decided to head back to his dorm room.

He left Dean Zhang’s home with the counselor at about eight-thirty.

Then, after staying in her dorm for over an hour, it was now just after ten.

Honestly, Cheng Zhu in his previous life was a real wanderer; you couldn’t even imagine how comfortable his life had been.

Yet, at the counselor’s home today, he still felt a fresh and thrilling sensation.

Even the prohibitions due to their statuses brought about a kind of unique satisfaction on a mental level.

Although, at her request, the living room lights were off, so much so that he couldn’t see anything.

And she was too inexperienced; she really didn’t know anything, was it like… sharpening the gun right before battle?

But the experience of receiving hush money this time was still wonderful, even somewhat nostalgic.

After all, this happened in the faculty dorm of Technology University.

And the one bent over the couch for him was Tech University’s most beautiful counselor, and you could even say the most beautiful of all Tech University’s faculty.

As a student, to have reached Cheng Zhu’s level was to not have attended university in vain!

After his ‘delivery,’ Cheng Zhu returned to room 309 in good spirits.

Upon entering the dorm, he saw his three sworn sons sitting in a row, with Liu Feng and Zheng Qingfeng flanking Dong Dong on either side, all three looking at his cellphone.

“What are you guys doing?” Cheng Zhu was puzzled.

“Brother Zhu, you’re finally back. We’re strategizing for Donger,” Liu Feng said.

The aloof and chubby Zheng Qingfeng nodded along.

“Oh wow, the two love Think Tanks are back on duty?” Cheng Zhu chuckled.

“Well, the God of War isn’t around!” Liu Feng immediately switched to brown-nosing mode.

Of course, he didn’t see himself as a brown-noser.

Tingting and I got together thanks to Brother Zhu’s great contributions. He recommended me as class monitor, which gave me a chance to get close to the party secretary, and even the final confession was designed with Brother Zhu’s help. If we really get married in the future, doesn’t he deserve to sit at the main table?

Is this brown-nosing? This is gratitude!

Cheng Zhu waved it off nonchalantly, curious, “What’s up? Donger got new goods so soon?”

“No, Brother Zhu, it’s that sister from Youu Tea I added last time. I’m really focused now, I’ve learned my lesson and I’m concentrating on breaking through with one!” Dong Dong replied.

It took Cheng Zhu a while to remember who he was talking about.

The woman who, after Dong Dong got her WeChat, came to inquire about Cheng Zhu, trying to get to know him.

“I thought you were going to give up and switch targets,” Cheng Zhu said.

“No way, I’m not like I used to be anymore, I’ve settled down, I’m not as fickle!” Dong Dong responded.

Cheng Zhu was silent.

You really love jumping from one extreme to another, don’t you.

“So what’s the biggest problem you’re facing now?” Cheng Zhu asked.

“It’s just… kind of hard to talk, she doesn’t seem to be very good at chatting with people, and she’s also slow to reply. Maybe sometimes she doesn’t even know how to respond, which makes me lose the rhythm of the conversation. I can’t tell if the topics I bring up are right for her,” Dong Dong began to vent.

Hearing this, Cheng Zhu laughed, “Are you sure she’s not very good at chatting? Are you sure she’s slow to reply because she doesn’t know how to chat?”

You should know, she even thought about adding Cheng Zhu on WeChat at first, which reveals something.

“I’m sure.”

Dong Dong looked up at Cheng Zhu, holding the cellphone, saying, “Brother Zhu, it’s definitely not what you’re thinking. I checked, and you know… her star sign–she’s a slow warmer!”

Cheng Zhu: “Wow!”

Mr. Dong truly lives up to the title of Mr. Dong.

After chatting a few more words with his roommates, he remembered he’d forgotten to inform the counselor that he was back at the dorm.

“I’m back in the dorm,” he sent a WeChat message to Chen Jieyu.

At that moment, Chen Jieyu was removing her makeup and washing her face. Hearing her phone ring, she stood at the washstand with her head down, water droplets dripping from her face, but she picked up the phone to reply right away, “Hmm, I’m washing up.”

The situation with Cheng Zhu and that with Dong Dong could be said to be worlds apart.

“Okay, then I’m going to brush my teeth and wash my face too,” Cheng Zhu typed.

Chen Jieyu had actually just finished brushing her teeth.

She’ll probably need to buy a new toothbrush tomorrow.

Now, the toothbrush at home had… it had Cheng Zhu’s scent all over it!

The next day, Cheng Zhu woke up early; it was another damn day with morning classes.

In the dead of winter, even someone as disciplined as him sometimes didn’t want to get up for morning classes.

What’s the current state of college students?

There was once an online question: If Zhuge Liang was provided with a million college students, could he succeed in his Northern Expedition?

There was a legendary reply:

[Zhuge Liang: Assemble the troops at dawn for a Northern Expedition!

College students: I bet he won’t take roll call!]

Bro, you call my name for tomorrow’s battle against Cao Cao, will ya!

After class, Cheng Zhu headed over to Star City.

Today, there was a little drizzle falling from the sky, making Hang City’s winter even more damp and chilling.

Despite this, there was still a long queue outside Youu Tea.

Once the craze for internet-famous milk tea fermented, it brought about such a grand scene.

Forget a bit of drizzle, even if hail were falling, the store’s business would not suffer.

For instance, to those who follow trends, it might seem like a good opportunity with potentially shorter queue times today!

For the brown-nosers, they might think buying a hot milk tea on a rainy cold day would be more touching, right?

Naturally, the bad weather would have some impact, albeit minor.