PTCQT Chapter 6

In the photo, with a background of lush greenery, the handsome features of the young man are clearly captured, despite him being the one in the foreground with a large head, it does not in the slightest diminish his outstanding appearance.

“Oh, oh.” The girl took her phone somewhat dazedly, the blush on her face spreading even wider, “Thank you.”

“Goodbye.” Shen Chun waved his hand and walked away along the shade of the trees.

“He’s so handsome, isn’t he?” the girl whispered excitedly to her friend.

“Let me see if I’m in the shot. This is the front camera, and it still looks so good!!!” Another girl exclaimed excitedly. “Send me a copy, send me a copy, I want to print it out and put it by my bedside.”

“I never thought he had such a good temper,” the girl examined the photo and said, “I’m reluctant to even post it on the forum.”

“Me too…” another girl added.

The two girls exchanged a glance, and together they made a firm decision. They promptly deleted the previously taken sneaky photos and securely stored the new ones after making backups and encrypting them.

However, despite their efforts to conceal the photos, they were still uploaded to the forum, causing Shen Chun’s popularity to rise even further.

“President, how did he end up joining the Organization Department…” Du Xin, occupying Xie Baiyuan’s chair, slouched on it with a lack of energy. “With such a good foundation, joining the Organization Department seems like a waste!”

“The organization skills he has are also strong. He was accepted directly by Lu Tao,” Xie Baiyuan said, sitting on the bed.

“Lu Tao may be proud, but I still feel sorry. Think about how much budget we could save if he joined the Literature and Art Department,” Du Xin lamented.

“Publicity doesn’t necessarily depend solely on appearance,” Xie Baiyuan replied.

“That’s true in theory, but do you know how many freshmen this year chose this school because of you?” Du Xin sighed. “You guys, why don’t you have a clear understanding of your own appearance!”

“I can cooperate with you on publicity,” Xie Baiyuan said calmly.

“President, although you’re also very popular, but…” Du Xin chuckled awkwardly under Xie Baiyuan’s gaze, “but times have changed. Shen Chun’s popularity has surpassed yours now. Well, think about it, two heartthrobs promoting together would definitely have a greater impact than just one.”

Xie Baiyuan remained silent. He knew Shen Chun was well-liked, and most people who came to the dorm to see him were there for work, but it was different with Shen Chun. He truly had a wide network of connections, but surpassing him so quickly felt a bit too much.

“I’m not lying to you. Shen Chun’s post is still at the top of the forum,” Du Xin took out his phone and opened the forum to show Xie Baiyuan the pinned post.

The post was very conspicuous, featuring a high-definition, uncensored photo of Shen Chun’s face. However, the faces of the two girls next to him, whose clothes were visible, had been blurred out, leaving blank spaces.

Below the post, various faces had been edited onto those blank spaces.

“I envy the girls who got to take a photo with Shen Chun that day. What a blissful moment.”

“The one closer to Shen Chun is me. Thank you.”

“What kind of coercion or temptation led our adorable junior to take such a scandalous photo?! Truly, the morals of this world have declined, and people’s hearts are no longer pure!”

“A scandalous photo?” Xie Baiyuan asked, puzzled.

“It’s when Shen Chun unbuttoned his collar. You know our junior has a great body, just a hint of sensuality is tantalizing enough, but in my estimation, he was probably feeling hot,” Du Xin explained. “Netizens’ imagination knows no bounds, President, you shouldn’t pay attention to that.”

“Hmm,” Xie Baiyuan’s gaze fell on the unbuttoned collar, inexplicably reminded of the scene he had seen when he returned that day. He casually picked up the air conditioner remote from the side and lowered the temperature by two degrees.

Du Xin shivered as the cold air blew over him, rubbing his arms. “President, it’s so cold.”

“I’m hot,” Xie Baiyuan said.

Du Xin: “…”

As Xie Baiyuan scrolled down the post, the overall tone remained similar. Among the thousands of top posts, not all were necessarily from students at University A. Many people wanted to come here to see Shen Chun, and there were also many discussions about wanting to be admitted here.

However, what caught Xie Baiyuan’s attention was not those posts, but an original image posted below. The two girls in the picture weren’t ugly, but their looks were just ordinary. They had a look of confusion and shyness on their faces, and their gazes were almost fixed on Shen Chun.

“Why did he take a photo with these two girls?” Xie Baiyuan asked.

“It’s said that those two girls took a sneaky photo, and then he went straight over and said, ‘What’s the point of sneaking photos? Isn’t it happier to take them together?'” Du Xin explained.

Xie Baiyuan looked at him, and Du Xin shrugged. “That’s more or less the gist of it. I don’t know the exact words, but anyway, his popularity is soaring now. President, why do you think he joined the Organization Department? Such a promising talent…”

Xie Baiyuan lowered his head and looked at the photo, his gaze fixed on the faint smile on Shen Chun’s lips, his thoughts drifting.

This person is indeed flamboyant, and it’s quite obvious that he likes women.

“President, are you listening to me? President, President, Xie Baiyuan…” Du Xin called out.

“Hmm, if you want to recruit people, go talk to Lu Tao yourself. I can’t help you with that,” Xie Baiyuan returned the phone to him.

“What I meant was, why don’t you discuss it with Shen Chun,” Du Xin said, trying to be ingratiating.

“I’m not familiar with him,” Xie Baiyuan refused without hesitation.

Just then, the dormitory door opened from the outside, and Shen Chun entered with some documents, smiling. “Sorry to interrupt. I didn’t expect you, President, to be here in the dormitory. If you have something to discuss…”

“No problem, no problem, just minor matters. I just came to drop by,” Du Xin hastily intervened. “Come on in, it’s really hot outside.”

“Sure.” Shen Chun changed his shoes absentmindedly and then placed the documents on his desk to organize.

Xie Baiyuan’s mind was preoccupied, unsure if Shen Chun had heard the conversation just now, making it difficult for him to speak up.

Du Xin, however, was a bit forward, looking at Shen Chun as he sat down and asking, “Shen Chun, what are you busy with?”

“A project for the Organization Department,” Shen Chun replied.

“Is it finished already?” Du Xin asked.

“Yeah, almost,” Shen Chun said.

Du Xin’s eyes flickered as he said meaningfully, “Have you submitted it to your department head yet? Since you’re in the same room as the President, you can have him take a look at it, so you won’t have to go through three or four rounds of revisions.”

Xie Baiyuan glared at Du Xin as a warning, but Du Xin, immune to such cold stares from being friends with Xie Baiyuan, simply ignored it with a quick turn of his eyes.

“Is it okay, President? Would it be too much trouble for you?” Shen Chun asked Xie Baiyuan.

“Not at all,” Xie Baiyuan said.

Shen Chun handed his proposal to Xie Baiyuan, and as the bound papers were slowly flipped through, Du Xin also leaned over to take a look. He clicked his tongue softly and remarked, “Nicely written.”

He looked over to Shen Chun and asked, “Have you had experience planning for organizations before?”

“Somewhat,” Shen Chun modestly replied.

Planning for interstellar warfare could also be considered a form of organization.

“There’s nothing that needs to be changed. Just submit it as is, and Lu Tao will be satisfied,” Xie Baiyuan handed the document back.

Having reviewed Shen Chun’s planning document, Xie Baiyuan noticed a significant difference between this junior and the freshmen who had just been liberated from high school. While most people were still in a state of confusion and uncertainty, he had quickly adapted to the new environment. Apart from attending classes, he was preparing for various other exams. Xie Baiyuan occasionally glanced at his computer, noticing numerous open windows displaying various pieces of information. It was a bit overwhelming at first glance, but ultimately, it all came together into a well-organized plan that even he couldn’t find fault with.

Shen Chun was truly outstanding.

Du Xin sighed and said, “Looks like there’s really no reason to pull you into the Literature and Art Department.”

He had a good face, but it wasn’t just about looks. His abilities were also outstanding. It wasn’t easy for Lu Tao to come across such a promising talent; he had to make an effort to keep him.

“Senior Du, we’re all part of the Student Council. If the Literature and Art Department really needs help and they want me to lend a hand, they can just ask,” Shen Chun said.

“Really?!” Du Xin’s eyes lit up, his previous lackluster expression turning into a smile. “I’ll remember that. When the time comes, I won’t let you run away.”

“I won’t,” Shen Chun replied.

Various competitions and positions in university can add luster to one’s resume. It’s just a matter of goodwill. Since he agreed, he would do his best. Besides, it wasn’t a big deal.

“I admire people like you, Shen Chun. I’m in a good mood today. How about we go grab a meal together?” Du Xin draped his arm around Shen Chun’s shoulder. “My treat.”

“Sure, thanks, Senior,” Shen Chun said with a smile.

“Don’t mention it, we’re all on the same team,” Du Xin said, then turned to Xie Baiyuan sitting beside them. “Baiyuan, do you want to join us?”

“No, thanks,” Xie Baiyuan replied.

“President, come with us. It’ll be a good chance for us to get to know each other better,” Shen Chun suggested with a smile.

Xie Baiyuan: “…”

He really did hear it.

It wasn’t quite appropriate to say such things behind his back. Xie Baiyuan eventually agreed to join them for dinner. Du Xin also invited other familiar people, and the group of guys set off, leaving quite an impression as they went.

Du Xin was enthusiastic, introducing Shen Chun to the others along the way. Shen Chun was able to hold his own in conversation. He didn’t talk too much, but he made the others feel comfortable. In just a moment, it felt like they had all clicked.

“President, my rank hasn’t gone up yet. Want to play a few rounds when we get back?” Luo Can suggested.

“Sure,” Xie Baiyuan replied.

“Oh, count me in, count me in,” another guy chimed in.

“You can’t just favor the President like this. You guys are clinging to him like he’s your lifeline,” Du Xin exclaimed. “You have to include me too. Shen, do you want to join as well?”

“Is it okay?” Shen Chun asked.

“Of course it is,” Luo Can smiled. “Even if you’re not very skilled, it’s fine. We can carry the team with our President.”

“Then, thank you, President,” Shen Chun smiled.

Xie Baiyuan nodded. “No problem.”

The lively group attracted attention as they went out. Not just Xie Baiyuan and Shen Chun, but even Du Xin and his friends were enough to turn heads. When Xu Ze opened the door and saw them passing by from the neighboring dorm, he subconsciously stepped back into the room.

“Hey, are you going out or not? If you’re not, close the door. You’re letting all the cool air out,” Xu Ze’s roommate said.

“Coming right up,” Xu Ze said, holding a basin. He watched as Xie Baiyuan walked past him, feeling his fingers tighten slightly, and then he spotted Shen Chun among the group.

Du Xin, the head of the Literature and Art Department, and Luo Can, the head of the Publicity Department. Xu Ze had also heard of and seen several other group leaders in the Student Council from a distance.

Was Shen Chun already so familiar with them?

They were all freshmen, but they seemed worlds apart.

“Didn’t I tell you to close the door? What’s with all the dilly-dallying?” The classmate behind him grumbled discontentedly. “Can’t even spit out three words properly, don’t know how he got into this school.”

Xu Ze sighed and quietly closed the door.

 

 

 

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