ATPN Chapter 23
by Volare“Alright, that itchy-handed friend, if you keep showing off, I’ll chop off your hand. You really take an inch and want a mile? And what’s with the ‘gnashing teeth’? I certainly didn’t,” Yu Zhanrong said, unable to stop himself from laughing.
[Precious Yu made himself laugh! So cute, I want to steal him away home]
[Salty fish baby, can’t handle mushy, cute words, huh?]
[Precious Yu, Precious Yu, I love you, like a mouse loves rice]
[Salty fish darling, so cute!]
“You guys are really too much. Ew, so cheesy, can’t take it, can’t take it,” Yu Zhanrong said, feigning seriousness. “Stop being so cheesy, don’t force me to get angry, let’s move on to the next comment.”
[Hello, streamer, will you be updating the Late-Night Sleep-Aid Radio Program today?]
Yu Zhanrong paused. His newly crowned top fan was having insomnia again?
“The Late-Night Sleep-Aid Radio Program will still be updated today. I recorded some over the past few days when I had time, and I’ll post them all in my feed later. Take what you need.”
Live streaming was exhausting. After one session, Yu Zhanrong was completely drained. All he wanted to do was sleep.
Thinking about the military training tomorrow, he was afraid he’d have nightmares tonight.
Another week passed before the hellish military training finally ended. Yu Zhanrong went back to his apartment and slept for a whole day before gradually recovering.
He sat up and pressed his stomach, frowning slightly in discomfort. He must be hungry.
Yu Zhanrong frowned as he waited in front of the elevator. As soon as the doors opened, he lowered his head and subconsciously walked in, only to have someone grab his arm.
“What’s wrong? Not feeling well?” Song Baiyan saw him clutching his stomach, sweat on his forehead, and his face a little pale. “Do you need to go to the hospital?”
Yu Zhanrong shook his head. It was just his old problem. He was just hungry; eating something would relieve it.
Song Baiyan took him back to his place, poured him a glass of hot water first, and told him to rest on the sofa for a while. He went into the kitchen to cook him some noodles. He hadn’t had dinner himself yet, so he cooked two steaming bowls of noodle soup.
Yu Zhanrong had taken medicine and drunk hot water, which had eased his discomfort a bit. He was a little dumbfounded when he saw the two large bowls of noodles on the table.
Had Song Baiyan developed some misunderstanding about his appetite in the two weeks they hadn’t seen each other?
Yu Zhanrong gripped his chopsticks, feeling a little awkward. He hesitated before saying, “Senior, this is too much…”
Song Baiyan then realized that with a sensitive stomach, he should eat small, frequent meals. He got up, went into the kitchen, and brought out a normal-sized bowl for him. “Take as much as you can eat, don’t force yourself.”
“With a bad stomach, you can’t eat too much at once. You need to eat small, frequent meals to heal it.”
Yu Zhanrong nodded, his eyes curved in a smile. “Mm.”
“You definitely got a little darker during the two weeks of military training,” Song Baiyan said, looking him over.
He’d also gotten thinner. He didn’t have much meat on him to begin with, and he’d lost even more during the training.
“The sunscreen I bought for you, didn’t you use it?”
“I used it all. It already blocked a lot. Others are even darker.” Yu Zhanrong thought of his roommates, especially Liu Yi, who was practically charcoal. Compared to them, he was doing much better.
He hadn’t originally cared about his skin tone, but after being asked about it, he couldn’t help but feel self-conscious. He touched his face and asked, “Am I ugly now that I’m darker?”
Song Baiyan was taken aback, remembering the discussions he’d heard at school. He smiled and teased, “A beauty like you, how could you be ugly?”
“…”
Yu Zhanrong was mortified. His nickname had already reached Song Baiyan’s ears. He felt so embarrassed.
Seeing that he wanted to bury his face in his bowl, Song Baiyan stopped teasing him. “After school starts, I’ll be living here most of the time. Come find me if you need anything, don’t be afraid to bother me.”
“You know the passcode to the apartment,”
Yu Zhanrong kept his head down, feeling overjoyed, his eyes sparkling as he thanked him.
He seemed to understand a little bit of what it meant to be the first to benefit from a favorable position.
With military training over, Yu Zhanrong began his real university life.
Just as school had started, campus was full of clubs. Roommates all had their own goals.
Yu Zhanrong was still hesitating, he flipped through the recruitment flyers in his hand, thinking about which department of the student union to join.
Song Baiyan was the president of the student union, his first choice must be the student union, but the student union has many departments, and he didn’t know which one to choose.
“The Organization Department’s role in the student union is very important, the president often asks our department to hold meetings, and–”
Yu Zhanrong didn’t pay attention to the following words, he subconsciously looked at the recruitment column of the Organization Department after hearing the word “president”, this one seemed ok.
Frequently having meetings with the president, he could often see Song Baiyan, Yu Zhanrong was about to pick up an application form from the Organization Department, a girl suddenly rushed over and grabbed him.
“Hey, little freshman, come to our student union secretary group.” The girl ignored the glare from the Organization Department members and pulled the little junior over to her side.
Yu Zhanrong: “Secretary Group?”
Was the student union a company? There was a secretary group? It seemed like his father also had one?
“Yes, I am Meng Xiyue, the leader of the secretary group. Our secretary group is specially assisting the president’s work.”
Meng Xiyue had noticed this handsome freshman a long time ago.
She originally just came over to see the recruitment situation, but she didn’t expect to run into Yu Zhanrong as soon as she came over, her eyes lit up immediately.
A handsome guy, who doesn’t like it? Just having him in the department to be pleasing to the eye is enough.
She was still thinking about what method to use to abduct this little junior to their department, she didn’t expect the opportunity to come so quickly.
What surprised her the most was that this little junior’s goal was actually President Song, then there would be a good show to watch, Meng Xiyue was planning in her heart and was trying to convince Yu Zhanrong.
“Secretary Group, from the name you also know what it does, assisting the president is our main job, so contacting the president is naturally essential.”
Meng Xiyue’s three sentences did not leave Song Baiyan, successfully tricking Yu Zhanrong into filling out the application form and joining the secretary group.
Yu Zhanrong dazedly filled out the information and handed it to the secretary group recruitment staff, a girl from the Organization Department pounced over, Yu Zhanrong was startled and quickly made way to the side.
The girl angrily roared at Meng Xiyue: “You snatched my person! Meng Xiyue, I will never let you rest!”
Tan Ya hooked Meng Xiyue’s neck and shouted loudly in her ear, “Give me back my person!”
This was probably the senior sister from the Organization Department, Yu Zhanrong thought.
The imagined classic scene of hair pulling and face scratching did not appear, this Senior Sister Meng was actually coaxing people in a low voice, Yu Zhanrong found this scene quite curious.
Meng Xiyue glanced at Yu Zhanrong, then said something very quietly in Tan Ya’s ear.
Tan Ya glanced at Meng Xiyue with suspicion, seemingly doubting what she said.
Seeing that she didn’t believe it, Meng Xiyue added a few more words, Tan Ya then believed it, the strong interest in her eyes was almost overflowing.
She took a meaningful look at Yu Zhanrong, the ambiguous gaze, and the revealing inexplicable smile, made Yu Zhanrong’s hairs stand on end, and his back felt chills.
I’m going, so scary.
Yu Zhanrong watched as the roaring and violent Tan Ya instantly became gentle, she coquettishly said to Meng Xiyue: “Although… but you still have to treat me to dinner.”
Meng Xiyue agreed with a smile, Tan Ya was then satisfied.
Yu Zhanrong: “…”
She was coaxed well like this?
He didn’t quite understand.