The school beauty is aloof? Whatever, she has a younger sister.

Chapter 80 One Hook, Two Fishing

Chu Jiuli lay on the table, her eyelids drooping slightly.

There were still more than ten minutes before class started, and the classroom was filled with the sound of quiet conversations.

She was as silent as a lonely island.

"I can't attend the New Year's Eve party..."

Chu Jiuli murmured to herself, a look of disappointment flickering in her eyes.

At first, she wasn't particularly interested in the New Year's Eve party.

But it wasn't until that day, when Liu Wuyang happened to choose her mother's favorite song—"The Sea of ​​Stars"—that her heart began to flutter.

My mother always liked to wear headphones and hum this song softly in the hospital room.

Moreover, New Year's Day, this special holiday, is also the time when my mother passed away.

My mother closed her eyes only after hearing the New Year's bells.

At this juncture, I took to the stage to sing, as a tribute to my mother.

She even began to look forward to that stage, hoping to convey her feelings through her singing.

However, the stage that was originally anticipated is now empty.

It's like that feeling that could have been shared with my mother suddenly lost its anchor.

Chu Jiuli's thoughts were in turmoil. Wang Shishi's voice suddenly broke her silence.

“Jiu Li…”

She raised her eyes and looked at Wang Shishi's concerned expression.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"Shishi, I'm... fine." Chu Jiuli shook her head.

"If you feel unwell, be sure to tell me, and I'll take you to the infirmary."

"Thank you, Shishi, I'm fine." Chu Jiuli smiled faintly.

"It's good that you're alright. Jiuli, do you think Director Wang called my buddy into his office for so long because he knew about Cao Nuo's matter and got scolded?"

A look of worry crossed Wang Shishi's big eyes.

Chu Jiuli did not respond, her mind unconsciously replaying the scene in the auditorium.

Zhang Muchen was standing in the audience, holding the microphone and yelling at Cao Nuo. At that moment, she felt incredibly relieved; the anger that had been building up for so long finally seemed to have an outlet.

That scene gave her a moment of relief.

Just then, footsteps sounded from the back door of the classroom. Zhang Muchen appeared in the doorway.

"Dude, are you alright?" Wang Shishi quickly went over to ask when she saw Zhang Muchen return.

Zhang Muchen sat back in her seat and said, "I'm fine."

Chu Jiuli slightly raised her head, glanced at Zhang Muchen, and then quickly lowered her head again to continue lying on the table.

"Hey deskmate, are you sick?" Zhang Muchen asked.

"without……"

"Oh, that's good. I need to confirm something with you." Zhang Muchen said seriously.

Do you want to continue performing on stage at the New Year's Eve Gala?

Chu Jiuli was taken aback, somewhat confused by the meaning of those words.

Zhang Muchen: "If I told you that I could let us continue performing on stage, would you still be willing to go up?"

Chu Jiuli's heart skipped a beat, and her beautiful eyes stared at him.

"willing."

Without hesitation, he answered with exceptional seriousness.

Zhang Muchen smiled slightly: "Alright. What belongs to us, I will take back from that dung ball."

Chu Jiuli's pupils trembled.

This boy is shining.

In the evening self-study classroom, Zhang Muchen's seat was empty.

Wang Shishi turned around, her face full of resentment.

"Where did my buddy go off to play behind my back again? I'm so annoyed."

Chu Jiuli also looked at the empty seat, and her heart stirred slightly.

She recalled what Zhang Muchen had said to her at noon, and had some guesses in her mind, but she wasn't quite sure.

She took her phone out of her desk drawer and, for the first time ever, sent a message during evening self-study.

Where are you? Why aren't you at evening self-study?

In a secluded corner of the school playground, Zhang Muchen and Liu Ziyang crawled out of a dog hole.

The two of them carefully stood up and looked around to make sure there were no teachers.

Outside the dog hole, Liu Ziyang's driver was already waiting there.

The two people climbed into the back seat of the car, and the black Mercedes-Benz van started up quickly.

"Master, I never expected you to like drinking baijiu (Chinese liquor)."

Liu Ziyang took two bottles of Feitian Maozi from the back seat, looking quite wistful. "Tsk, this stuff is obviously meant to be given away as a gift. Who would buy it to drink?"

"My dad."

"."

Damn it, you rich people should hang yourselves on streetlights.

The black Mercedes drove smoothly through the night.

Liu Ziyang idly flipped through "Dragon Raja 3: The Tide of the Black Moon (Part 2)", his eyes occasionally glancing at the pages.

Zhang Muchen sat to the side, tidying up the two bottles of Maotai and two cartons of Huazi cigarettes that he had just received from Liu Ziyang.

He squeezed the bag of straw, feeling its heavy weight.

The standard design for a Maozi bag is two bottles of Maozi and two cartons of Huazi. If you want to look more presentable, you can also stuff two stacks of cash inside.

However, Zhang Muchen did not do that; he only kept the cigarettes and alcohol.

These two items are enough for the vice principal to see the intention behind the gifts; there's no need to use money to increase the value of the gifts.

After all, who doesn't have a discerning eye when receiving gifts these days?
Once money is slipped in, the nature of the matter changes.

"Master, who are these things for?" Liu Ziyang put down his book and asked curiously.

In the afternoon, Zhang Muchen messaged him, asking if he could get his hands on Moutai and Zhonghua cigarettes.

He said he had some at home, and Zhang Muchen then transferred some money to him to buy those items.

Liu Ziyang had seen his father use these things to cultivate relationships, but he never expected that Zhang Muchen would use them as well.

“Vice Principal,” Zhang Muchen replied simply.

"Huh? What do you want him to do?" Liu Ziyang was a little stunned.

"Give me a spot at the New Year's Eve party."

"?"

"Master, is this overkill? Is it really necessary to send a sledgehammer to crack a nut for a New Year's Eve party?" Liu Ziyang scratched his head.

“You don’t understand, Yangza.” Zhang Muchen smiled.

"I'm using this money to increase my favorability and take private photos."

"?"

Liu Ziyang was puzzled.

Zhang Muchen smiled. He wouldn't show Liu Ziyang the chat history he had with Chu Youting.

Little Yuzu, would you be happy if I let you continue performing on stage at the gala?

Chu Youting: [Together with you?]

【Yes】

Chu Youting: [Happy. Very happy]

If I can get us back on stage, what reward can I get?

Chu Youting: [Photo?]

【make a deal】

The Mercedes was parked in front of a residential area.

Zhang Muchen got out of the car, carrying a bag of straw.

“Master, I’m waiting for you in the car,” Liu Ziyang said, rolling down the window.

Zhang Muchen nodded and walked a few steps into the residential area.

At that moment, my phone beeped with a WeChat notification.

It was a message from Chu Jiuli.

Where are you? Why aren't you at evening self-study?

He glanced at the buildings in front of him. The lights flickered in the night, and the air was somewhat chilly.

He quickly typed a few lines on his phone.

I'm trying to find a way to perform on the same stage as you.

Chu Jiuli's fingers trembled slightly upon receiving the message.

Although she didn't know exactly what Zhang Muchen was doing, she could sense the effort he had put into his brief reply.

"He's actually quite reliable."

Chu Jiuli thought to herself silently.

Meanwhile, in another classroom downstairs, her younger sister also received a message.

Little Yuzu, I'm trying to figure out a way to perform on stage with you.

A blush crept across Chu Youting's face, and her eyes involuntarily lingered on the message.

Her little hand paused for a few seconds, her heart a little flustered, a little shy, and a little expectant.

A top-notch angler can catch two mandarin fish with a single hook.

(End of this chapter)