Chapter 95: The Cold, Crazy School Idol x The Spoiled, Clingy Little Brat 3
The next morning, the class monitor collected homework. He habitually skipped over Jiang Luoluo and went to collect the notebook from the female student behind him.
“Hey, hey, hey, classmate!”
Jiang Luoluo called out to him, opening his backpack. “Wait, I have homework to turn in too!”
Li Chuan leaned over with a “hehe” grin. “So you’ve come to your senses?”
“Changed your affections?”
“Started setting your sights on our class monitor?”
Jiang Luoluo gave him a disgusted look and slammed her notebook onto the desk. “See?”
“You actually wrote it?!”
Li Chuan took the notebook, flipped through it, and handed it to the class monitor, his face a mixture of disbelief and admiration. He then turned back to Jiang Luoluo, his expression screaming, “Are you crazy?”
“Are you serious?”
“Didn’t we agree that you’d come in last and I’d come in second to the last?”
“Luoluo, you’ve betrayed the organization!”
Jiang Luoluo raised an eyebrow, his expression a mix of arrogance and cuteness. “What? Why don’t you write it too?”
After saying this half-sentence to Li Chuan, Jiang Luoluo turned around.
The Original Owner had deliberately switched seats to sit in front of Mu Jianian in order to pursue him.
Now, this arrangement was convenient for Jiang Luoluo himself. He could turn around and see his target directly.
Jiang Luoluo turned around, his hands resting on the table. His watery eyes shone especially brightly in the morning sun.
His voice was soft and gentle. “Mu Jianian, I turned in my homework~”
Mu Jianian paused in his test-taking. He simply nodded.
There was no discernible expression on his face.
Jiang Luoluo, unfazed by the lack of response, reached out a finger and tapped Mu Jianian’s test paper.
His chubby finger looked particularly adorable.
“Mu Jianian~ Am I being a good boy~?”
Mu Jianian’s gaze was drawn to the finger. He traced a line with his neatly trimmed, rounded nail across the blank space on his test paper. His fingertips were pink, making him look especially delicate.
The soft, pleading voice continued, “Mu Jianian~ Won’t you praise me~?”
Mu Jianian remained silent, but Li Chuan, sitting nearby, let out a long, drawn-out “Ew~~~” that sent shivers down his spine.
Jiang Luoluo’s tone was just too cloying.
Who had taught him to talk like that?!
Interrupting Jiang Luoluo’s performance, Li Chuan turned his head and glared at him.
Li Chuan wailed, “Sichuan Opera Face-Changing, Luoluo! You’re heartless! You’ve broken your brother’s heart!”
Then the two of them were wrestling again.
Mu Jianian raised his eyes, his cold gaze falling on Jiang Luoluo, who was tangled up with Li Chuan. A flicker of displeasure crossed his eyes.
He was always like this.
Provoking everyone.
But in a fleeting moment, Mu Jianian looked away and returned to his studies.
Li Chuan was still pinching his throat, mimicking Jiang Luoluo’s voice:
“Mu Jianian~~ Am I being good~~~”
“Mu Jianian~~ I turned in my homework~~~”
Jiang Luoluo slammed a book on his head, growling menacingly, “Shut up.”
Li Chuan laughed uncontrollably, removing the book from his face. “But seriously, it wouldn’t be bad if you actually studied hard.”
His expression turned serious.
“I’ve told you before, there’s no need to let your half-brother’s return derail your education.”
“The more you slack off and waste time at school, the more you’re playing right into his hands.”
“Besides, if you studied hard, your dad wouldn’t be constantly angry with you.”
Jiang Luoluo blinked, letting out a small “Mm.”
No wonder.
Considering the Original Owner’s previous behavior—though twisted and depraved—he clearly wasn’t mentally deficient.
How could he consistently score last in every exam?
It turns out he was doing it on purpose.
And it was related to the male protagonist, Jiang Wanwan.
The more outrageous and unmotivated the Original Owner became, the more disappointed and distant his parents would grow.
Could it be that Jiang Wanwan was following the “Group’s Beloved” route, vying for the Original Owner’s parents’ affection?
The male protagonist loved him, Mu Jianian adored him, and even his own parents favored him?
*Tsk tsk tsk…*
Now this was getting interesting.
During the second class of the morning, the elderly teacher on the podium droned on in a slow, monotonous tone, making the students drowsy.
Li Chuan had already slumped down, snoring softly.
Jiang Luoluo played with his eraser for a while before resting his head on the desk and turning to look at Mu Jianian.
Amidst the drowsy students, Mu Jianian sat with an exceptionally straight back, bathed in the sunlight streaming through the window. He seemed to radiate a soft, ethereal glow.
So handsome.
Jiang Luoluo shifted his position and continued to steal glances at him.
Judging solely by his appearance, Mu Jianian’s refined features and elegant demeanor seemed completely at odds with his self-proclaimed status as “someone like me.”
He possessed an exceptional aura—a narrow waist, long legs, and flawless features. His cool, aloof eyes added to his air of aristocratic elegance.
His slender fingers, holding a pen, moved swiftly across the page, taking notes with a rhythmic “shush-shush” sound.
How can he stay focused on something so boring? He’s amazing.
Jiang Luoluo blinked, the teacher’s droning voice filling his ears. He felt a sudden wave of drowsiness.
His head tilted to the side, and he finally drifted off to sleep.
Meanwhile, Mu Jianian, who had been diligently taking notes, shifted his cool gaze from the podium to the front row, where Jiang Luoluo lay sleeping.
He glanced at him for a moment before turning away.
After class, Jiang Luoluo dragged Li Chuan to the school store. He still remembered his promise from last night to return Mu Jianian’s water bottle. He had to keep his word.
Li Chuan held a small box, constantly tossing in snacks like meat floss bread, dried plum candies, and jelly cups.[footnote] 
[/footnote] Jiang Luoluo leaned over to take a look.
“Chuan’er, do you still like these?”
Li Chuan wasn’t fat, but he looked burly and had a rough personality. Jiang Luoluo couldn’t imagine him delicately popping dried plum candies into his mouth.
“Of course not!” Li Chuan replied while stuffing a pack of gum into the box. “Buying these for my goddess.”
Li Chuan’s goddess was in the next class. Tall, fair-skinned, with long legs and a slender waist—a classic mature beauty.
Jiang Luoluo let out an “Oh.”
Even Li Chuan knew to buy snacks when pursuing someone. How could Jiang Luoluo just bring a bottle of water?
Frowning slightly, Jiang Luoluo clutched the two bottles of water in his arms and wandered around the convenience store for several laps. His eyes lit up when he spotted something in a corner—
Got it!
On the way back, Jiang Luoluo popped a dried plum candy into his mouth and followed Li Chuan to fawn over his goddess.
Her name was Jiang Xiayao, and she was in the next class.
Unfortunately, she wasn’t there when they arrived. Li Chuan stood at the door, holding the box of snacks. Feeling obligated to return the favor, Jiang Luoluo blinked and peered into the classroom.
He could vaguely hear people gossiping about him.
“Is that Jiang Luoluo from the science class? He’s actually quite handsome!”
“How is he so fair-skinned? Is he wearing makeup?”
“No way, look at his hands and neck. They’re definitely naturally that fair.”
“What’s he doing in our class? Is he trying to pursue Jiang Xiayao?”
“No way, I think he’s way prettier than Jiang Xiayao…”
Hearing people gossiping about the goddess, Li Chuan quickly coughed twice, his gaze like a tangible sword patrolling the classroom.
The gossipers fell silent.
Li Chuan tugged Jiang Luoluo a few steps toward the door, hesitating slightly. “Luoluo, maybe you should head back first.”
Jiang Luoluo gave him a curious look.
Just now at the convenience store, he’d insisted on bringing him here, bribing him with a bag of dried plums to get him to come.
Why was he kicking him out now?
Li Chuan whispered, “Luoluo, you’re too pretty. What if my goddess falls for you instead? Then all my efforts would be wasted!”
Jiang Luoluo thought for a moment.
“You’re right!”
Without giving Li Chuan a chance to react, he turned and sprinted off.
Li Chuan was busy fawning over his goddess, while he was busy fawning over his male god.
Time was of the essence. Clutching the items in his arms, Jiang Luoluo hurried back to class, his footsteps “da-da-da-da.”
Mu Jianian wasn’t one to wander around aimlessly, and he didn’t seem to have any friends. After class, he usually stayed at his desk, working on problems.
Jiang Luoluo sat down in front of him, first placing a bottle of water on his desk.
“Mu Jianian, I’m sorry. I apologize for what happened yesterday.”
Mu Jianian glanced at his mineral water and grunted in acknowledgment.
Jiang Luoluo lowered his voice, speaking conspiratorially. “Mu Jianian, I want to give you a gift to make up for it.”
Mu Jianian was scribbling calculations on a piece of draft paper, and he refused without looking up. “No need.”
Jiang Luoluo leaned over, his small head close, his tone unusually certain. “Just take a look, okay?”
“I promise! You’ll definitely love it!”
Mu Jianian stopped writing and glanced at him. Just as he was about to refuse the gift, Jiang Luoluo pulled open his sun-protective jacket and produced a set of practice problems, slamming them onto Mu Jianian’s desk.
“Look!” he said, beaming with pride.
Mu Jianian blinked, a flicker of confusion crossing his elegant phoenix eyes.
*100 Selected Math Problems (Elementary School to Middle School – Basic Edition)*?
This was the gift Jiang Luoluo thought he would definitely love?
Jiang Luoluo propped his chin on his hands, gazing at him with a satisfied smile.
“How is it? Are you so happy you can’t speak?”
“Don’t I know you so well, Mu Jianian?”
“Why don’t you consider being my friend?”
Mu Jianian stared at him for a moment, then pushed the practice problems back across the desk with his finger.
“These problems are better suited for your IQ.”
Jiang Luoluo gaped. “What?”
A hand rested on Jiang Luoluo’s back as Li Chuan’s voice rang out, “Luoluo, your Brother Chuan is back!”
“Hey, what’s this?”
Li Chuan lowered his head and slowly read the title of the test paper placed between Jiang Luoluo and Mu Jianian:
“100 Selected Math Problems (Elementary School to Middle School Transition – Basic Edition)…”
After finishing, he scratched his head and asked Jiang Luoluo, “Did your mom make you start tutoring from elementary school math?”
Enraged, Jiang Luoluo didn’t speak to Li Chuan for the entire class.
The publisher was at fault too! Why print “Elementary School to Middle School Transition” in such tiny letters? It was so annoying!
By the time school let out, Jiang Luoluo was still feeling down. He looked listless, like a flower nipped by frost.
Li Chuan apologized profusely, and Jiang Luoluo sighed deeply.
In front of Mu Jianian, he either acted up or made a fool of himself. It was a wonder Mu Jianian could like him at all.
After hearing Jiang Luoluo’s concerns, Li Chuan patted his shoulder. “Luoluo, don’t you think you’ve been putting your effort in the wrong direction?”
Seeing Jiang Luoluo’s confused expression, Li Chuan asked, “Do you know what your greatest strength is?”
Jiang Luoluo shook his head.
Li Chuan held up a mirror, reflecting a face so beautiful it seemed flawless.
He raised an eyebrow. “Get it now?”
Luoluo has turned in his homework, flung math worksheets at his crush, and survived a mirror-based roast.
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Warning: Contains excessive sweetness, useless bros, and a dangerously handsome study god.
