Don't get married if you're reborn.

Chapter 274 Who Received the Most Apples

Zeng Wenjie broke out in a cold sweat, his fingers trembling as he typed on the keyboard, "Guess? (Smugly)"

"I can't believe it! (Stunned)"

"A great writer is always adept at observing and discovering details that seem insignificant. Otherwise, how could Conan Doyle have written such a classic and great work as Sherlock Holmes?"

"Where did you know that?! (Frustrated)"

"Our book review section."

"I see, I guessed that was it."

"You can't guess anything, you careless fool."

Zeng Wenjie could only explain it this way: among the tens of thousands of book reviews for "Battle Through the Heavens," he had posted a few using the account "I'm really not Yanzu," and actively interacted with the reader named "Potato."

I don't believe Mu Qingyang has the ability to slowly flip through each line and find clues. Besides, there are many comments within comments in the book review section, and it would be extremely difficult to read them all.

Then, Zeng Wenjie's alternate account received a question from Mu Qingyang, asking if he had urged for more updates in the book review section.

“I think I’ve had that experience, but I don’t quite remember,” Zeng Wenjie replied.

"Oops, all my online friends know my last name now. You must have let it slip in the book review section!" Mu Qingyang said, feeling frustrated.

“Haha, it’s alright. In this way, you’ve also made your surname famous. You’re the second person after Mu Guiying to achieve this.” Zeng Wenjie replied immediately.

"(beat)"

"(hug)"

Mu Qingyang couldn't help but smile helplessly and replied with a (hug) emoji.

Lin Zhenshan and the others returned in high spirits. The three brothers came back together, and you could hear them singing in the corridor.

"I keep indulging in alcohol, when will it numb my depression?"

"Everything that has passed will calm down!"

"Can't break through the wall..."

The three of them took turns saying a sentence, and their game of wordplay was truly ingenious.

Zeng Wenjie, in his typical teenage angst, burst into song the moment they opened the door: "I've already carried a heavy burden of hardship, regret, and sorrow, but your eyes are filled with tears right now~ Oh oh!"

Lin Zhenshan said, "Youngest brother, did you receive your Christmas apple? Why are you spending Christmas alone in your dorm room?"

After saying this, he raised his hand, revealing a bag containing at least ten "peace apples".

Wang Bo was also beaming with joy, showing off his bag and saying, "I gave away five today, but I received six in return! Wow, I, Wang Bo, am indeed quite charming."

Xu Chuan said smugly, "The apples I received were all from second- and third-year female students. Most of yours were from the same year, so they're not as good!"

Wang Bo scoffed and said, "Old dog Xu from 621 will never gain my approval!"

Zeng Wenjie looked at the three smug guys and couldn't help but sneer. He threw a cigarette into his mouth and lit it with the lighter on the table, which was made by a busty woman.

"It's rare that you didn't receive a 'peace apple' and have been holed up in your dorm all this time." Xu Chuan mocked, leaning close. "Call me 'Dog Bro' and I'll give you one."

"Brother Dog," Zeng Wenjie called out, smoking a cigarette and looking annoyed.

Xu Chuan tossed him a "peace apple," and Zeng Wenjie tore it open and took a bite. It tasted good; the juice was sweet and the flesh was crisp.

Wang Bo shook his head at Zeng Wenjie and said, "Christmas is such a good holiday to pick up girls, and you actually went out early and didn't even get a Christmas apple. Today, you won't get my approval either!"

Lin Zhenshan also felt that this was a rare opportunity and was somewhat inclined to make a sarcastic remark, but when he saw Zeng Wenjie adopting a posture resembling Tom the cat kneeling and begging for mercy, alarm bells immediately went off in his mind.

“I really envy you guys!” Zeng Wenjie said.

“There are times when you’ll be envious.” Wang Bo and Xu Chuan both felt a sense of pride and satisfaction.

Zeng Wenjie said, "I envy you for receiving so little fruit and bringing it back so easily. Unlike me, I had to work so hard!"

"?" The two brothers looked at him like he was crazy.

Lin Zhenshan silently took a step back and stared intently at Zeng Wenjie.

Then, Zeng Wenjie casually opened the cabinet door, and before he could even look inside, one after another, the "peace apples" rolled out and landed all over the floor.

"what!!!"

Upon witnessing this scene, Wang Bo and Xu Chuan couldn't help but let out a shriek of utter despair, like groundhogs.

Zeng Wenjie said with a bitter expression, "I took Xiao Mu to the event, and one after another, the senior students shamelessly tried to give me apples for good luck. Damn it, my hands were sore from carrying all those plastic bags back!"

Wang Bo's mouth twitched violently, and he couldn't help but say, "Can't you let us have our moment of glory? You're a big boss who makes millions a day, and you still have to show off to us poor college students?"

Zeng Wenjie was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Brother Bo, is it possible, I mean, possible... that I'm also a college student?"

"..."

The atmosphere was eerily silent.

Lin Zhenshan silently took out a cigarette and lit it, his eyes filled with a melancholy comparable to Tony Leung's on the rooftop.

He was three years older than Zeng Wenjie. He thought that after entering university, he could take advantage of his age and perspective to "The Unruly Young Master's Romantic Adventures on Campus". However, all the limelight was stolen by Zeng Wenjie from the day of military training.

"There are so many apples, you can't finish them all, I'll eat a few for you!" Xu Chuan couldn't help but grit his teeth and start biting through the plastic packaging.

"I'll eat it for you too!" Wang Bo's face was contorted with jealousy as he tore open the packaging and started eating.

After taking a bite, he noticed a note inside the packaging. He paused, then opened it and read...

"Damn it, this apple is sourer than a lemon!" Wang Bo said angrily, swallowing it whole.

Xu Chuan also bit through the packaging, but didn't get any fruit. He then bit out a piece of paper, opened it, and read: "Junior Wenjie, I'm from the Computer Science department. I was very moved after hearing your story about protecting your employees. Can we be friends? My QQ number is XXXXXXXX..."

Xu Chuan finally understood why Wang Bo said the apple was sour; he hadn't even eaten it yet, but it already tasted sour.

"Huh? Is it possible that our peace apples also contain love letters and contact information?" Xu Chuan suddenly snapped back to reality and then went to open his peace apple.

Wang Bo found these words resounding, so he joined the line and started dismantling the machine.

Lin Zhenshan also thought it made sense.

Xu Chuan looked at the few bare apples on the table, tears welling up in his eyes before he could speak.

Wang Bo leaned back in his chair and sneered, "They're all women who can't get my approval, Wang Bo. There's nothing to be sad about!"

Lin Zhenshan took out three slips of paper.

First message: Hi junior, we hope you can join our student union's external relations department!

The External Relations Department is there to raise funds for the student union's activities. Lin Zhenshan could tell with a grain of salt that they were after his money.

Second message: Could you please send me Zeng Wenjie's QQ number? My mobile number is 133XXXXXXXX.

Lin Zhenshan rolled his eyes. This note would have been better left unsent!

Third picture: Hello Lin Zhenshan, from the first moment I saw you, I felt that you possessed a maturity and composure that was different from others, and you took great care of your classmates during your time as class monitor. I heard that you repeated a grade for three years, making you three years older than the average person in our grade, which made me find a kind of gentleness and consideration in you, like that of an older brother.

Lin Zhenshan grinned and continued reading: So, could Brother Lin Zhenshan give me Zeng Wenjie's phone number?

"Hey! Hey, what's wrong? Are you low blood sugar? You suddenly fainted!"

"The boss has fainted! Quick... quick, divide up all the imported chocolates in his cupboard!"

Zeng Wenjie laughed and said, "No need to call an ambulance. Just go outside and get a bowl of old hen soup and bring it to his lips. He will wake up on his own."

Lin Zhenshan weakly raised his head, pointed at Zeng Wenjie, and slowly said, "Damn it, have some decency..."

(End of this chapter)