CHAPTER 190: 087 SITTING UPRIGHT AT THE DIVINE ALTAR_3

Luuo Yunqi shook her head, "No time."

"No way, what have you been doing this past month? You’ve missed so much drama. Let me tell you, you know Leng Yunyang, right?"

Luuo Yunqi nodded, "Of course I know."

"What about Shen You’an, does she know him?"

Luuo Yunqi curved her lips into a smile, "The famously brilliant top scorer from the secondary school exams—how could she not know?"

Dai Niantong then shared with Luuo Yunqi the latest hot topic that the forum was buzzing about.

"Haha, just wait and see. Young Master Leng will absolutely, without a doubt, defeat her, and then smoothly turn her into his girlfriend. Such a schemer."

Luuo Yunqi chuckled, "Shen wouldn’t be that type of person."

"You don’t even know her, so how can you be sure?"

"For someone who can stay at the top constantly, she must be smart. If Young Master Leng can beat her easily, someone like him who gets bored quickly might lose interest fast. But if she manages to beat Young Master Leng this time, it might pique his interest in her—perhaps he’d stop treating her like a passing toy."

Dai Niantong clicked her tongue, "Your analysis makes a lot of sense. Either way, Shen You’an wins by default. How does she have such good fortune?"

Dai Niantong rubbed her hands together, "Let me uncover this mystery myself."

After a day, everyone’s curiosity had been fully stoked.

When the results came out, the forum exploded with posts.

No matter how chaotic things got outside, Shen You’an sat under a lamp with a novel in her hands, calmly reading.

Zhang Xiaoyu scratched her arms and legs irritably, "Ugh, why do these mosquitoes only bite me?"

Shen You’an seemed like a mosquito repellent herself. Mosquitoes saw her and detoured around.

Without looking, Shen You’an tossed a small jar to her, "Rub this on."

Zhang Xiaoyu opened the jar, and instantly she was greeted by a refreshing fragrance—different from the sharp coolness of menthol oil. It was a subtle, elegant aroma that felt both calming and soothing.

Eagerly, Zhang Xiaoyu applied the white ointment to her exposed arms and legs, and amazingly, the mosquitoes stopped biting her.

"An’an, what’s the brand of this ointment? It’s incredible."

Zhang Xiaoyu flipped the jar over repeatedly, but there was no logo or instructions on it.

Could it be some unregistered product?

Shen You’an was absorbed in her book and ignored her.

Zhang Xiaoyu chuckled to herself. The novel was one she’d borrowed from the only bookstore in town—not a trendy tale of domineering CEOs, but a classic martial arts novel.

Zhang Xiaoyu, being a martial arts fiction enthusiast, loved such stories the most.

She hadn’t expected Shen You’an to share the same taste.

Zhang Xiaoyu hummed a tune as she grabbed Shen You’an’s phone, busying herself in Rong Xianning’s fan forum like an undercover account. Since she had joined early, spoke articulately, and had great skills in photo editing, she’d quickly gathered her own group of followers, gradually becoming an influential figure.

Just as she was opening her editing app and marveling at the superiority of Rong Xianning’s features—so flawless that they required no touch-ups—a WeChat message popped up.

The sender was someone named Gao Yuyue.

Zhang Xiaoyu instinctively glanced at Shen You’an.

The phone was set to vibrate, so Shen You’an likely hadn’t noticed.

[Shen You’an, you’re amazing. I knew trusting you wasn’t a mistake!]

Zhang Xiaoyu swore she hadn’t meant to peek—the message had no privacy lock, so its contents were visible at a glance.

[OMG, I can totally imagine how crazy Leng Yunyang must be right now. Such a pity I can’t see it with my own eyes. Feels like a missed opportunity.]

[The exam questions were so tough, yet you still managed to score an impressive 739. Compared to your past performances, this is practically a superhuman achievement. Leng Yunyang isn’t even fit to carry your shoes—this round, he’s humiliated so thoroughly.]

[I can tell you really despise Leng Yunyang. Now I can rest easy. Hahaha.]

[Do you know what those insanely jealous girls on the forum are saying about you? They’re pissing me off. But your score was like a slap in their faces. Once the results came out, they were completely silenced. So satisfying.]

Following that was a series of spinning-in-joy emoji stickers.

"Holy crap," Zhang Xiaoyu exclaimed as she rolled off the bed.

She always knew An’an was exceptional, but she hadn’t realized she was *this* exceptional.

points—what kind of concept was that?

Based on the other person’s words, Zhang Xiaoyu deduced quite a few things. Her brain wasn’t the best with academics, but when it came to trickery and mischief, she excelled. Soon, she had pieced together most of the truth.

Turns out, An’an had plenty of people in school who were envious of her.

But thinking about it, it made sense. An’an’s beauty and academic brilliance were bound to invite jealousy.

As Gao Yuyue didn’t receive a reply, she suddenly initiated a video call.