For the students of the Sublime Star Abilities College, there were two names that everyone knew.
One was Lu Zexiu and the other was Gu Yesheng.
Lu Zexiu was the president of the universityâs highest student abilities organization, the holder of an S-grade ability certificate, the youngest member of the Galaxy Society of Abilities and the best existence in the eyes of all the teachers and students. No one could resist this flawless perfection and he was undoubtedly the highest student representative of Sublime Star.
Gu Yesheng was completely different from Lu Zexiu. Everyone remembered his name to remind themselves that they should stay away from this person at all times. His unpredictable temperament combined with his absolutely frightening ability meant his existence was like a bomb. No one knew when he would suddenly explode.
They still remembered that a year ago, there was a society that made Gu Yesheng unhappy. Finally, everyone was sent to the Galaxy Hospital for psychological treatment. There were still people who were in a state of madness and hadnât come out after entering the psychiatry department.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Even though anyone with a bit of knowledge of the situation knew there was a reason for it happening, Gu Yeshengâs unique ability was enough to make everyone fear him. Obviously, this didnât include Yi Jiamu who didnât know him at all.
Gu Yesheng hadnât heard someone talk to him like this and try to touch porcelain. He inexplicably felt it was interesting and asked with a smile, âChild, I just saved you yet you want me to compensate you?â
âIsnât it because of you that I was targeted by him?â
In addition, he had already dodged. It was because this man suddenly kicked open the door and Yi Jiamu was dazed for a moment that the fire burned the bag with the milk tea. Simply put, he was pitted twice. He didnât think there was anything wrong with asking for compensation.
Gu Yesheng crouched beside him and this height allowed them both to look at each other. He heard the question and didnât have a guilty conscience. Instead, he looked disapproving. âEven so, I still saved you.â
He didnât know why but seeing this harmless appearance, he was in a teasing mood.
At this time, the expression on Yi Jiamuâs face was a bit unhappy. Eventually, he didnât say anything and just stood up sullenly. âIf you canât afford it then forget it.â
Gu Yesheng saw he was ready to leave like this and reached out to hold him. âWho said I canât afford it?â
Yi Jiamu looked at him silently with an expression that said âyou clearly know the person who said it in your heart.â
Gu Yesheng was silent for a moment under this gaze, the smile on his face disappearing slowly. Then he walked up to this little student and looked down at him, speaking quietly, âYes, Iâll compensate you. How many cups do you want?â
A sincere smile instantly appeared on Yi Jiamuâs expressionless face. âTwo cups, thank you. Youâre a good person.â
His smile made his facial features appear extraordinarily soft. His eyes were crystal clear and sincerity shone from inside him. This expression entered Gu Yeshengâs eyes and made him fall into a trance. He didnât know why but there was an inexplicable illusion.
Regardless of Jiang Hean who was still on the ground, the two people walked out the door and back to the milk tea store.
There was a long line in front but everyone froze when they saw Gu Yesheng and gave way. Gu Yesheng walked slowly to the window. He was just preparing to order when he found he had never tried this thing before. He turned back to Yi Jiamu. âWhat flavour do you want?â
âOolong milk tea and caramel milk tea with ice cream. Both of them should have the third level of sugar.â
Gu Yesheng repeated it to the employee, took the bill and waited for the order. Neither of them felt there was any problem with this type of interaction. However, the students who distanced themselves were secretly shaking.
What was happening? Did this ancestor suddenly want to fall in love? Someone glanced at Yi Jiamu. He felt excessive shock and couldnât help risking his life to secretly take two photos with his terminal.
Thus, a hidden gossip group of Sublime Star Abilities College was completely turned upside down.
[Shocking news! Shocking news! The school bully seems to have an omega!]
[Oh my god, isnât this fake? Which cute little OO is so unlucky?]
[You havenât seen it. The school bully personally brought this person to buy milk tea. He spoiled this person!]
[Slow down... spoiled? Are you sure the school bully youâre talking about is the same school bully I know?]
[I am asking for a photo of this omega. Let me see what type of peerless beauty this O is!]
[Photo.jpg.]
[Fuck fuck, this omega is a bit cute! Are there any other photos?]
[Sisters, donât you know that these two photos were taken at the risk of falling to the ground?]
[Oh? I always thought that the school bully would be with the president. Isnât an AA love sweet?]
......
[You still dare to gossip about Gu Yesheng? It turns out that after a holiday, all of you are tired of living.]
[Yes, it is a matter of life. Here is the dividing line to end the topicââ]
Yi Jiamu was satisfied as he received two cups of hot milk tea. He opened a straw and inserted it. He looked up to see Gu Yesheng, the gold master standing beside him empty handed. He casually wondered, âDidnât you buy yourself a cup?â
Gu Yeshengâs lips curved up. âI donât drink this type of thing.â
âOh.â Yi Jiamu didnât say anything else. He just drank with a satisfied and happy expression.
Gu Yesheng saw that this person was ignoring him and smelled the milk tea that filled the air. âIs it so delicious?â
Yi Jiamu nodded. âYes, it was my first time drinking it yesterday and itâs very good. If you want to drink then you can still buy a cup to try it.â
âThere is already one ready-made. What should I buy?â Gu Yesheng reached out and grabbed the milk tea in Yi Jiamuâs hand. He raised it to his mouth and took a sip.
The strong caramel flavour accompanied by the milk flavour swept through his mouth. Um, it didnât seem as bad as expected.
Yi Jiamuâs hand was empty and he couldnât help frowning as he reminded, âThis cup is mine.â
Gu Yesheng corrected him. âI bought it for you.â
Yi Jiamu once again corrected it. âIt is compensation.â
Gu Yesheng smiled at him and didnât speak. He took a large sip and saw that the milk tea had visibly decreased by a large amount. Then he placed it back into Yi Jiamuâs hand. Even the tear drop mole at the corner of his eye looked arrogant.
He thought he could see an angry expression. As a result, Yi Jiamu directly placed the milk tea back into Gu Yeshengâs hand. His tone was quite disgusted. âYou take it. Next time, pay for a new cup.â
Gu Yesheng raised his eyebrows. âYou drank a lot before me.â
âAs long as there is less than half, it isnât a cup. You have agreed on the compensation. It isnât right to be cheap and take advantage of me, Senior.â
It was quite right.
If someone else talked to him like this, Gu Yesheng wouldâve kicked them a long time ago. However, today his temper was surprisingly good. He narrowed his eyes with the straw in his mouth. âOkay, child. Whatâs your name? Iâll buy it for you next time.â
âYi Jiamu. Iâm a freshman of the School of Theory.â
***
Yi Jiamu returned to his dormitory where Sang Bei was lying on the bed and playing games. He didnât raise his head when he heard the door open. âYou finally came back. I thought you got lost in school and was ready to call a guard if you didnât come back.â
Yi Jiamu placed the milk tea on his table. âIs something wrong?â
Sang Bei saw his crystal explode in the game and covered his chest to suppress his heartache. Then he turned over to look at Yi Jiamu. âDidnât you see the class group chat?â
It was only now that Yi Jiamu took out his communicator and saw that it had exploded with messages.
The number 999+ messages made him too lazy to read through it all. He directly asked, âWhat happened?â
Sang Bei shook his head at this personâs disregard of what was happening outside and explained patiently, âYou know how some of our courses have a two class system? There will be a combined physical education class tomorrow afternoon. The system has placed us with a class from the School of Combat.â
Yi Jiamu heard this and was more confused. âSo?â
âYou really donât know anything!â Sang Bei was helpless about this roommate and couldnât help feeling anger as he remembered this matter. âOriginally, the class combinations are produced randomly every semester. However, the people of the School of Combat are dissatisfied with this arrangement and went directly to the Academic Affairs Office. They were finally refused but it is clear that they are looking down on the students of the School of Theory! So what if we donât have abilities? Is it so amazing? The class committee has held a meeting just now. This time, the entire class is required to unite. Tomorrow, we must let those students of the School of Combat take a good look! We must not lose the reputation of our School of Theory!â
Yi Jiamu heard up to here and finally understood.
Physical fitness classes were very similar to physical education classes in ordinary schools. In this class, the School of Combat students had physical strengthening abilities and were like decathlon sports students. The students of the School of Theory were obviously fragile and delicate in their eyes. Now they were arranged together and they naturally looked down on the School of Theory.
Once Sang Bei finished speaking, he couldnât help asking, âArenât you angry?â
Yi Jiamu wondered. âWhy should I be angry?â
âBecause they are looking down on us!â
Yi Jiamu blinked. âStill, the School of Combat is indeed better than us.â
Sang Bei choked up.
He wanted to refute it but he painfully discovered that Yi Jiamu was telling the truth.
After too much enthusiasm, he felt suffocated and could only say, âWe might lose but we canât lose our backbone!â
Yi Jiamu agreed with this and smiled sincerely. âIâm cheering for you.â
Sang Bei, â......â
He felt that he might need some quick-acting, heart-saving pills.
At the same time, he realized that this new roommate seemed to be able to talk him to death.
At Sang Beiâs silence, Yi Jiamu returned to his seat. He first replied to Wu Qingji and then went to the balcony and took out a watering can. He filled it with nutrient solution and prepared to water his cactus Cici.
Just then, his communicator vibrated twice.
He glanced at the message that popped up.
[Night God has applied to be your friend. Notes: None.] (Gu Yesheng. The Ye in his name means night.)
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