Chapter 265: Learning to Plant Strawberries

Chapter 265: Learning to Plant Strawberries

TL: Etude Translations

Holding the tender young girl softly in his arms, Jiang Qin lay half-reclining on the plush sofa, silently staring at the ceiling, constantly pondering when to return to the dormitory.

“Just one more minute, or maybe another half hour? Damn it, I’ll decide at eight o’clock,” he thought. But in the blink of an eye, it was already half-past nine.

Jiang Qin had no intention of going back to the dormitory. He just quietly watched as the night gradually fell outside the window.

Feng Nanshu’s figure was exquisite, her body soft and bouncy against him, and her fresh, elegant fragrance was intoxicating.

Unable to resist, Jiang Qin pretended to be dead.

But the next second, he felt a pain in his neck and immediately opened his eyes, only to see Feng Nanshu raising her small face, tucked in his embrace, her lips slightly moist and shining under the light.

“Feng Nanshu, are you a vampire?”

“I am a farmer uncle.”

“What?”

Jiang Qin touched his neck, feeling a slight wetness at his fingertips. “Damn, where did you learn to give hickies?”

Feng Nanshu’s eyes sparkled as she looked at him. “Sister Ding Xue taught me.”

“That night we went to the rural retreat? But didn’t you say you didn’t learn anything good?”

Feng Nanshu looked a bit guilty but confidently said, “I didn’t learn, so it was unsuccessful.”

Jiang Qin narrowed his eyes, looking at her seriously. “Friends should not do this.”

“But Ding Xue said friends can, and those who dare not do it are not considered good friends. Jiang Qin, I want to be your good friend for life.”

“?????”

Jiang Qin was speechless for a while, thinking to himself that Ding Xue was really no simple character, having set such a big trap for him. “That tiger lady never speaks the truth. Do you believe her or me?”

The little rich lady spoke somewhat aloofly, “I believe you, but I also think Ding Xue is right.”

“If she’s right, then why weren’t you successful?”

“Jiang Qin, why wasn’t I successful?”

After a long silence, Jiang Qin said, “I remember searching on Baidu before. This thing isn’t about biting; it’s about biting gently and then sucking.”

Feng Nanshu paused, then slowly lowered her head and gently bit into a bit of his flesh.

In the following minutes, Jiang Qin felt waves of pain and saw eagerness and excitement in the beautiful eyes of the little rich lady.

“Damn it, she seems to have learned, but I have to be on TV tomorrow...”

Jiang Qin looked at the ceiling, feeling despondent, like a ravaged beauty. He couldn’t resist and just had to endure.

It wasn’t until ten o’clock, when the night was deep, that Jiang Qin finally came to life. He pinched his good friend’s tender cheek, took her out of his embrace, and hurriedly sent her back to the dormitory.

Under the night, the little rich lady waved goodbye to Jiang Qin from the window upstairs, then returned to her dorm with a cold yet adorable expression.

“I don’t know shit.”

“Then why do you sound so convincing?”

“I just overheard Director Gu talking on the phone.”

While the students were chatting and drinking water, a girl in a white dress walked in. She was tall, about 1.67 meters, with smooth, flaxen hair draped over her shoulders and fair skin. Her high nose bridge gave her a literary look.

As she entered, the boys, who had been lounging against the wall, all stood up. Some straightened their collars, others pulled at their wrinkled clothes, putting on strict expressions and managing their demeanor.

There were those leaning out of the window, those leaning against the wall with a hand in their pocket, and those casually tugging at their collars, each with their distinct cool attitude.

“Here comes our star, shining bright like a pearl.”

“If it weren’t for her, I would have taken the day off. Now, it’s worth it.”

“Today’s star is wearing a white dress again, threatening my life. Truly both a goddess and literary, deserving of being the top beauty of the campus.”

While the students in the classroom were buzzing with conversation, another person came in, a tall man about 1.8 meters, wearing a white T-shirt and a vest with sunglasses hung on the back of his head, carrying a bunch of milk teas.

Upon entering, the well-dressed boy started distributing the milk teas: one for Director Gu, one for the head of the reporter station, one each for the star’s two friends, and finally, he handed one to the star of the reporter station with both hands.

Seeing this, the boys around twisted their mouths to the back of their ears.

“Damn, this Yao Junjie is a real simp. Ever since he came here for a reading program, he’s been bringing milk tea to our star every day, so annoying.”

“What can you do when Yao’s family is wealthy? We can only be envious.”

“He’s rich but only buys for them, what kind of rich kid is that?”

“You’ve got a point. I, Wang Dazhi, officially despise him.”

However, at that moment, everyone saw the broadcasting station’s star gently refuse the sophisticated boy’s milk tea, much to the relief of the boys in the corner.

“Damn simp, trying to chase our star, dream on!”

But what puzzled the boys of the broadcasting station was that their star didn’t seem very happy today, often lost in thought, and her smile seemed forced.

Before they could delve into the reason, interview cars began arriving at the east gate of the university.

The cars bore logos of Linchuan TV, Linchuan People’s Livelihood, Linchuan Daily, Linchuan Youth, Linchuan Finance, and Financial Eye, all major media outlets in Linchuan.

Seeing this, Director Gu got up from the sofa, gesturing everyone to go out to welcome them, and helped the reporters and photographers with their equipment.

Cameras were heavy to carry in, as were the soft lights. The female reporters, too, were a load, but the students couldn’t carry them even if they wanted to.

By noon, the joint interview room was finally set up.

Director Gu of the Broadcasting Education Center stretched and felt a bit sore, thinking that dozens of people had been busy all morning just for Jiang Qin. No student at Linchuan University had ever received such treatment since its establishment.

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AN: Preparing for a wedding is indeed exhausting...