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    “Damn, is he a god? Who can resist Yu Meiren’s smile? I feel like I’m in love!” In dormitory 411, Dong Qi hugged his phone and howled.

    He really was good-looking; even a guy like him was moved.

    Song Baiyan had just returned to the dorm and hadn’t even sat down when he heard the term “Yu Meiren” from Dong Qi. His expression cooled slightly as he looked over.

    However, before he could even ask, Fang Jingtong, who was sitting to the side with his legs crossed, leisurely swayed his chair and chimed in, “Isn’t that right? This Yu Meiren… tsk tsk tsk, look at those signature dimples, so captivating and intoxicating.”

    His tone was frivolous and exaggerated, sounding particularly grating. Song Baiyan’s already slightly furrowed brow now creased even more tightly, his heart filled with displeasure.

    Without another word, he kicked Fang Jingtong’s chair.

    There was a loud “clang.”

    “Holy crap!” Fang Jingtong’s butt lost support, and he nearly fell flat on his backside. Luckily, he reacted quickly and grabbed the edge of the desk, barely managing to steady himself and avoid falling.

    “Song Baiyan, what the hell are you doing?!”

    The others were also stunned by the sudden scene. When they came back to their senses, they quickly stepped forward to stop him. Song Baiyan’s face was indeed a bit dark.

    Song Baiyan also hadn’t expected Fang Jingtong’s chair to be so unstable that a light kick would knock it over. He hadn’t really intended to make him fall.

    He reached out to pull Fang Jingtong up, and only then did he say with a frown, “Don’t talk about Yu Zhanrong.”

    The three of them were stunned. “That’s it?!”

    Fang Jingtong was confused. He hadn’t said anything bad about Yu Zhanrong, so why was this guy so angry today?

    Did he take the wrong medicine?

    “No, Song Baiyan, I didn’t even do anything, and you kicked me?”

    Song Baiyan also felt that his reaction was a bit much, but seeing them discussing Yu Zhanrong like this, he couldn’t control his temper.

    He softened his expression slightly, patted Fang Jingtong’s shoulder twice, and said seriously, “Don’t fantasize about him.”

    Fang Jingtong: “???!!!”

    Fang Jingtong couldn’t take it anymore and punched Song Baiyan in the chest, not using much force. Song Baiyan didn’t dodge.

    “Damn, are you sick? What the hell am I fantasizing about? I was just joking…” Fang Jingtong, realizing what was happening, didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. He had just been agreeing with Dong Qi.

    Dong Qi, who had already understood the situation, tremblingly raised a hand and weakly said, “Sorry, I…”

    He didn’t dare to continue speaking, closing his eyes as if resigned to his fate. “Just hit me!”

    He really had been captivated by Yu Meiren’s looks just now.

    Song Baiyan: “…”

    Fang Jingtong had grown up with Song Baiyan and knew him well. Song Baiyan was always calm and collected and rarely got angry for no reason like this.

    Something was definitely up.

    Thinking back to the source of Song Baiyan’s anger and his recent unusual behavior, Fang Jingtong stroked his chin, smiled like a fox, and took two steps back to sit on his chair.

    “Are you sure? Or are you two dating?”

    Guo Xingcheng and Dong Qi were both dumbfounded, looking at Song Baiyan and then at Fang Jingtong.

    “Sure about what?”

    “Dating what, dating???!!!”

    Song Baiyan pinched his brow in exasperation and glanced at Fang Jingtong with a warning. “We’re not dating.”

    “What were you guys saying about Yu Zhanrong?”

    Fang Jingtong immediately understood that Song Baiyan didn’t want to talk too much about Yu Zhanrong possibly being a streamer, so he didn’t continue asking.

    Streamers were public figures, after all. Too many people knowing wouldn’t be a good thing.

    He just hadn’t expected such different personalities to appear in the same person.

    Could it be that what he knew was too one-sided?

    Stopping the previous topic, Song Baiyan looked at Dong Qi and asked again, “What were you guys watching?”

    Seeing Song Baiyan ask, Dong Qi immediately handed over his phone, the screen still on the forum’s trending page.

    The top two posts were blowing up.

    Hotness ranking #1: “Drunk in Yu Meiren’s Dimples”

    Hotness ranking #2: “Cool and Aloof Junior vs. Seductive Senior, Yu Meiren vs. Campus God, Which Do You Ship?”

    Song Baiyan raised his thick eyebrows slightly and clicked on the first post.

    As the image loaded, a stunning picture came into view. Yu Zhanrong stood gracefully among the desks in the classroom, sunlight streaming in through the window and falling on his smooth face, reflecting a thin halo of light.

    Shallow dimples hung at the corners of his lips, like autumn begonias blooming by a lake. The usual coldness was swept away, leaving a warmth and beauty that most people had never seen.

    Song Baiyan’s Adam’s apple bobbed. He felt like he was going to get drunk in those dimples too. He only wanted to hide Yu Zhanrong away, not let anyone see him.

    Sure enough, many people in the comments section had the same idea as him.

    Song Baiyan snorted coldly.

    Dong Qi trembled with fear.

    [This!!!! I want to hide Yu Meiren away…]

    [Those dimples, I can’t take it anymore… someone call 911]

    [My roommate asked me why I keep licking my phone screen…]

    [Oh god, who can resist this heavenly face? I want to keep Yu Meiren in my pocket and carry him around!]

    [All I can say is, someone is living the good life, lucky them.]

    Song Baiyan glanced at the contents of the comments section and handed the phone back to Dong Qi, who was waiting anxiously.

    Then, he quickly opened his computer, went to the forum page, logged in, found the top-ranked post, and unhesitatingly saved the picture.

    Immediately after, his fingers flew across the keyboard, typing out a string of characters in a few seconds. He pressed the enter key, the screen flashed, and the page refreshed successfully.

    Before long, Dong Qi, who had been sitting quietly behind Song Baiyan, suddenly stood up excitedly. “Damn, someone blacked out Yu Meiren’s post!”

    He had just wanted to refresh the post to see the new comments, but the post was gone?

    Only after shouting did he realize that the dorm was silent. Dong Qi then woke up as if from a dream and turned around, only to see Guo Xingcheng gesturing helplessly at him and glancing slightly in Song Baiyan’s direction.

    Dong Qi instantly understood and quickly shut up.

    Damn, Old Song was serious? He and Yu Meiren…

    Tsk tsk, the forum really had treasures.

    Fang Jingtong was also quite surprised. Song Baiyan’s possessiveness towards Yu Zhanrong was a bit strong. He didn’t know if it was a good thing or a bad thing.

    It would be fine if they both felt the same way, but if…

    He had never seen Song Baiyan have such a strong possessive desire for anyone.

    Yu Zhanrong was the first.

    Fang Jingtong refreshed the forum, and sure enough, the previous #2 in hotness was now #1, and the original #1 was gone.

    That bastard.

    Suddenly, he felt a little sorry for Yu Meiren.

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