ATPN Chapter 39
by VolareChapter 39: Having Gossip
Yang You searched his brain for a suitable word, but couldn’t find one.
How should he put it? Anyone who had heard Yu Zhanrong’s livestream would have their perception of him overturned. The contrast with his real self was too great.
Yu Zhanrong was simply letting himself go wild online, to an outrageous degree. If he hadn’t seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn’t have believed that these two were the same person.
“You’re just a pure homebody, and lazy too. What ‘social anxiety’ are you talking about?! Are you trying to fool a ghost?”
“Or is your social anxiety only directed at Song Baiyan?”
Not knowing what he was thinking, Yang You stared at Yu Zhanrong with an ambiguous expression. He had felt something was strange from the start.
Yu Zhanrong wasn’t a particularly observant person, in fact, one could say he was rather oblivious. How could he be so different with Song Baiyan?
Combining this with the words he said when clarifying things on the livestream, Yang You smelled a hint of something juicy. The truth seemed to be right in front of him.
“You’re acting strange, Little Yu’er…”
When he first entered the school, his first impression of Yu Zhanrong was that he was extremely attractive, looked well-behaved, and was a very young-looking junior, but his constitution was a bit poor.
Later, as they became more familiar, he gradually discovered that he was quite lively sometimes, and when he retorted, he had a whole arsenal of comebacks. Especially during livestreams, his temper was so volatile that it felt like he was a different person.
Also, this guy was really too much of a homebody. He wouldn’t go out if he could avoid it. It wasn’t without reason that his skin was so fair.
As far as he knew, Little Yu’er didn’t have much contact with Song Baiyan. Although they were both in the student association, Song Baiyan was a senior in his third year and had delegated many things to others, so he basically wasn’t involved in the student association anymore.
The two of them shouldn’t have many opportunities to meet. How could it be so different this time?
Could it be that Yu Zhanrong had become familiar with Song Baiyan without him knowing?
The gossipy meaning in Yang You’s eyes was too obvious. Yu Zhanrong silently grabbed the chair and slowly moved back, planning to brush past this question. It wouldn’t do to have the gossip turn on him when he was trying to enjoy the gossip of others.
He didn’t have the hobby of offering himself as gossip material as a celebration during the middle of eating melon.
But Yang You had finally caught a handle, so how could he easily give up? He had already suspected that Yu Zhanrong might really have someone he liked, and now he was being so special towards Song Baiyan.
Then, was it possible that the person he liked was Song Baiyan? Although he didn’t have any evidence yet, experts said that it was difficult to hide liking someone, and it would always be revealed through various emotions.
The gossip radar probed everywhere. Yang You grabbed Yu Zhanrong’s chair and pressed him, “Honestly confess, you and Song Baiyan… huh?”
Alright, he hadn’t escaped.
Yu Zhanrong let go of the hand and sat down on the spot. He raised his eyes and looked innocent: “You’re thinking too much, how could I? I haven’t even seen him a few times at school.”
Yu Zhanrong wasn’t lying. He really hadn’t seen Song Baiyan a few times at school. Although he was in the secretary group of the student association, he basically didn’t need to attend the meetings that the president needed to attend.
He could only see him during big meetings, and occasionally when passing by the basketball court. There was basically no opportunity for contact.
Yang You looked disbelieving, “Then why are you being so abnormal this time? Spending a fortune to buy so many things for him, preparing so thoroughly.”
“Wasn’t it me who hit him? He’s disfigured, I have to take responsibility,” Yu Zhanrong said as a matter of course.
His eyes were too pure and clear. Yang You stared for a long time but couldn’t see anything.
Perhaps, maybe it was really just out of guilt?
Reason told him that Yu Zhanrong might really just be feeling guilty for injuring him, but his intuition told him that it couldn’t be that simple.
His intuition was always accurate. When things are out of the ordinary, there must be something strange. The look Yang You cast was almost scrutinizing. Yu Zhanrong almost failed to hold it together and revealed the truth, his hand hidden on the side tightly gripping the edge of the chair.
“Did you have to buy so many things? Being so comprehensive isn’t like your style.”
Yu Zhanrong: “…”
One didn’t believe, and the other didn’t admit it. The two of them were facing off, deadlocked.
The dorm door was opened. The two were stunned for a moment and looked towards the door at the same time. The other two roommates returned with mournful faces, probably having been miserably defeated again while playing games next door.
Liu Yi and Tang Wei pushed open the door of dorm 311 and entered one after the other, seeing Yang You and Yu Zhanrong facing off, the scene of their gazes clashing.
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The two looked at each other, tacitly took a step back together, and closed the door in passing, muttering: “Sorry, wrong room.”
Yu Zhanrong: “…”
Yang You: “…”
In less than three seconds, their puzzled voices came from the door: “It’s 311, what’s going on?”
Liu Yi scratched the back of his head, looking at the dorm room number. Tang Wei pushed up his black-framed glasses and didn’t say anything, but was faintly excited in his heart.
Looks like, there’s gossip?
The dorm door was opened again, this time only a crack. The tall and sturdy Liu Yi poked his head out from the crack in the door and tentatively asked in a low voice: “Did you guys have a fight?”
Tang Wei also stretched his neck, his eyes filled with inquiry. This kind of famous scene was too rare.
The four of them had lived together for so long, and had never seen Yang You and Yu Zhanrong get worked up, let alone confront each other with such serious expressions, the tense atmosphere making them feel that the two of them would start fighting in the next second.
This was truly a great spectacle in dorm 311.
Perhaps it was because the magnetic fields of the two were too harmonious. The first time Yang You saw Yu Zhanrong, he thought he was well-behaved and cute, with a filter that was ten meters thick.
Because of this filter, Yang You really doted on Yu Zhanrong. He had seen people dote on their younger brothers, but he had never seen anyone dote on their roommates like this.
If the two of them weren’t so open with each other, acting like socialist brothers, Tang Wei would have suspected that there was something going on between them.
Yang You let go of Yu Zhanrong’s chair, straightened the hem of his clothes and retreated to his own position: “Fight my head, who are you trying to disgust with your tough-guy scaredy-cat act?”
Liu Yi scratched the hair on the back of his head and laughed awkwardly: “It’s just that we’ve never seen you guys fight, it’s a rare sight!”
Tang Wei nodded in agreement: “Yeah, yeah.”
“Get lost! Rare my head.”
Interrupted by this, he forgot to continue pressing the question for a moment. Yu Zhanrong looked at Yang You, who had been successfully diverted, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
Fortunately, these two came back in time. The few people made a lot of noise, Liu Yi and Tang Wei complaining that their game teammates were too terrible, causing them to lose three games in a row, making them feel like they were having a heart attack.
Yang You complained to them that the playboy upstairs, Fang Jingtong, was a terrible person, and told the story of Fang Jingtong’s a-drug again.
Yang You had a deep resentment towards Fang Jingtong, repeating it over and over again, without repeating a single word. It could be seen that this Fang Jingtong had really angered him.
Afraid that Yang You would bring the topic back to himself while chatting, Yu Zhanrong quickly climbed onto the bed with his notebook.
The medicine has been delivered, I hope Senior Brother’s face can recover soon.
Yu Zhanrong curved his eyes, opened his laptop, the screen reflecting his dimpled appearance.
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