This humble Taoist priest wants to take the college entrance exam.

Chapter 186 Pretty comfortable, right, Class Monitor? (6K long chapter, bonus chapter for Yun Chen and Xia Tian of the Silver Alliance!)
Teacher Zhuang went downstairs to throw out the trash with a suspicious look on her face.

Lin Mengqiu led Chen Shi'an forward until they stopped in front of room number 406.

She took out a bunch of keys, found the one with the small label, and inserted it into the keyhole.

Chen Shi'an looked up at the dormitory door in front of him. Compared to the front door of Lin Mengqiu's house, this dormitory door looked much simpler.

In fact, it's just a very ordinary apartment door, no different from the doors in the student dormitories.

As the girl opened the door, the dormitory environment came into Chen Shi'an's view.

A large open-plan space of about 30 square meters has been transformed into a one-bedroom, one-living room layout through basic soft furnishing arrangements.

Upon entering, you'll find the living room, with a three-seater fabric sofa, a small oval coffee table, and a fruit bowl on the table. The bowl contains apples with somewhat dried-out skin; as a fruit that offers no surprises, these apples have probably been sitting there for quite some time…

Chen Shi'an looked to the left and saw a desk against the wall, with a tall stack of books and various study materials neatly piled on it.

There was also a laptop and a printer on the table.

Looking to the right, there is a dining table, which is also being used as a desk, with tall stacks of books and various study materials piled on it.

Because it was an open-plan room, Chen Shi'an looked deeper and saw the bed where the girl usually slept.

The bed was much smaller than the one in her room when I visited last time; it was only 1.5 meters wide. The bed frame was very simple, but the bedding looked very soft.

Lin Mengqiu hadn't expected Chen Shi'an to make a surprise visit today. The bedding was still in the messy state it had been in since she got up that morning. A section of the blanket was lifted, which was probably where she had gotten up, and the sheets underneath were all wrinkled.

Several of her clothes were still lying at the head and foot of the bed.

Seeing Chen Shi'an staring at her bed, the girl blushed slightly, quickly put down the lunchbox in her hand, and strode forward to pull a white gauze curtain shut with a whoosh.

With the curtains drawn, Chen Shi'an could no longer see her bed, and the large open space was divided into a living room and a bedroom.

Chen Shi'an smiled and said, "The class monitor's room is quite tidy."

"××!"

That's sarcastic and unfriendly; I'll deduct one point from your score!
However, Chen Shi'an wasn't being sarcastic at all. For a 17-year-old high school girl living alone, her place was quite tidy. Apart from the bed being a little messy, everything was cleaned up and things weren't scattered around.

After all, aside from oddballs like Chen Shi'an and student dormitories used for inspections, who else gets up and makes their bed?

"Squad leader, where's the restroom?"

"...over the balcony."

The room was laid out longitudinally. Chen Shi'an needed to go to the bathroom, so he had no choice but to go around the gauze curtain and pass by the foot of the girl's bed.

Opening the balcony door reveals a small utility balcony, directly facing the outside of the school.

To the left is the washbasin, with a mirror. On the cabinet are the girl's mouthwash cup, toothpaste, and toothbrush, and her towel hangs on the hook.

There was a washing machine under the sink, and the clothes the girl had washed the night before were hanging on the horizontal bar above, including her blue and white school uniform and cute little underwear, which were fluttering gently in the wind.

Chen Shi'an glanced at it and then looked away.

Looking to the right, you'll see the dormitory's bathroom.

It's actually the same as a student dormitory, with the toilet and shower separated by a wall. The only difference is that you don't need to swipe a card when using this water heater to take a shower.

Chen Shi'an went into the bathroom and closed the door.

While he was releasing the water, he heard a flurry of activity outside.

When Chen Shi'an came out of the bathroom, the clothes that had been hanging on the balcony had been taken down, and even the messy bed had become tidy. The blankets that were laid flat on the bed had a slight bulge in the middle, presumably because the girl had temporarily hidden her clothes and other belongings under the blankets in one go.

Lin Mengqiu is washing her hands at the washbasin on the balcony right now.

She didn't turn around, but she saw Chen Shi'an coming out of the bathroom in the mirror in front of her.

Looking at her face again, she noticed it was inexplicably a little red, so she simply scooped up some water and washed her face.

It was strangely embarrassing to suddenly have a boy in the dorm room, where she had always been the only one there...

Chen Shi'an stood behind her without urging her. After she finished washing, he stepped forward to wash his hands.

"The uniform that the squad leader washed for me last time, was it also dried here on the balcony?"

"……Um."

Fortunately, the balcony faces outwards; otherwise, everyone could see it, and Lin Mengqiu wouldn't know where to hide his martial arts uniform.

That stinky Taoist priest won't let her do the laundry again. She only wore it out of curiosity, and she feels like he knows...

That shrimp-headed Taoist priest must have secretly smelled the Taoist robe!

If she has to wash his clothes again next time, Lin Mengqiu has decided to stomp on them with her feet!

The teachers' dormitory was small but complete, and Chen Shi'an finished his tour after just one walk around.

They had to attend evening self-study later, so they didn't dawdle and sat down at the table together to eat.

Chen Shi'an helped her move the books on the dining table to the side. Since there was limited space, the two sat down side by side, and their arms inevitably touched.

The girl's body seemed a little stiff. She raised her right arm and rubbed it against Chen Shi'an's left arm. She clumsily opened the lunchbox with a clicking sound. Water droplets and soup from inside the lunchbox lid dripped onto the table. She then hurriedly grabbed two tissues to wipe it clean.

Chen Shi'an glanced at her food and exclaimed in surprise:

"Did the class monitor order the same dishes as me?"

"...Is that not allowed?"

"I also said that the class monitor should order some different dishes than what I order, so we can exchange them."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Lin Mengqiu felt greatly cheated!
That stinky Taoist priest didn't say so earlier! If she had known, she would have just ordered three dishes randomly!

wrong……

Lin Mengqiu bent over while eating, and asked casually:
"Do you and Wen Zhixia usually exchange dishes like this?"

"Yes, that way we can have at least six dishes."

“××××!”

Lin Mengqiu felt even more cheated!
Just like a farmer imagining an emperor tilling the fields with a golden hoe, she couldn't fathom how Annoying Cicada usually ate with Chen Shi'an. She thought eating face-to-face every day was already excessive, but she never expected them to exchange dishes!

With a sudden burst of determination, the young girl nudged Chen Shi'an's arm with her elbow.

"Ok?"

"...I can't finish that much food, do you want some?"

"The class monitor ate first before asking me if I wanted any?"

Lin Mengqiu blushed slightly and said, "This half hasn't been touched."

"Alright then, assign it to me."

"~~~"

Lin Mengqiu put down her chopsticks, and Chen Shi'an took them from her, picked up her lunchbox, and scooped some of the rice from the other half that Lin Mengqiu hadn't touched into his own lunchbox.

Yes, she used her chopsticks, not Chen Shi'an's own.

Although she hadn't touched the rice, the chopsticks had been used. Using her used chopsticks to scoop up the rice... wouldn't that be...

Did that stinky Taoist priest eat her saliva?
The girl stared blankly, her ears burning slightly, but she didn't say a word.

Only after Chen Shi'an returned the lunchbox and chopsticks to her did Lin Mengqiu, while eating with her head down, ask in a low voice:

Why didn't you use your own chopsticks just now?

"I have saliva on my chopsticks, and I'm afraid the class monitor will dislike me."

"..."

Does the class monitor dislike me?

"...disgusting."

Lin Mengqiu's voice became even softer: "You don't mind me?"

"No problem."

"..."

Lin Mengqiu remained silent and continued eating.

After a long while, as if there was some kind of delay, she took a deep breath, and then—

"~~~~~~~~"

……

After the meal, Chen Shi'an tidied up the lunchboxes, put them back in the bag, and moved the books that had been moved from the table back to their original positions.

"Are you going back?" Lin Mengqiu asked.

"If it's convenient for you, class monitor, I can wait until you finish showering before we go back together. We both have to attend evening self-study anyway. If it's not convenient, I'll go back now."

"...Then you can sit here for a while, I'm going to take a shower."

"it is good."

Chen Shi'an looked at the bag on the dining table. Inside was the stomach-soothing tea he had given Lin Mengqiu before. He had given her thirty packets in the middle of last month, and now there were only a few packets left.

"Squad leader, this stomach-soothing tea should be effective, right?"

Chen Shi'an turned to ask her a question. The girl was getting a change of clothes from behind the gauze curtain.

"……Have."

"I'll send you some more another day. You need to drink this for three months straight. After that, just remember to pay attention to your diet and lifestyle."

"Thank you."

"Class monitor, is your computer working?"

"...Password: LMQ".

"Oh, how do I turn it on?"

"?"

Lin Mengqiu had no choice but to come over and turn on his laptop. She didn't have time to teach him how to use it, so she quickly grabbed her change of clothes and went to take a shower.

She had only been in the bathroom for a short while when she opened the door and ran out again.

Chen Shi'an, sitting in front of the computer, turned his head and glanced around. It turned out he'd forgotten to bring his towel…

Chen Shi'an looked away and continued fiddling with the computer.

He knows how to use a mobile phone, but this is the first time he's ever used a computer.

Chen Shi'an used his phone to search on Baidu for how to use a computer, and then, like an elderly person using a computer, he moved the mouse somewhat clumsily, clicking on the application icons one by one.

He lifted the mouse and looked at the bottom. There was a blue light flashing. He rubbed the glowing spot with his finger, and the cursor on the screen moved accordingly... So that's how it works.

Human society has developed to the point where its technological advancements are quite extensive.

The more Chen Shi'an learned, the more he realized how little he knew. If he didn't understand technology, how could he combine cultivation with technology? At the very least, he should achieve the small goal of using magic to charge his phone.

Computers are more powerful devices than mobile phones, so it would be a waste to use them only for browsing the web and playing games. Chen Shi'an knew that there was a subject called programming, and that apps and websites were made with code. He even planned to learn it in the future and create something of his own.

Chen Shi'an has an exceptional learning ability and is skilled at using mobile phones. Even though he was new to computers, he quickly became familiar with some basic computer operations.

He couldn't program, so Chen Shi'an practiced typing on the webpage's input box. The letter arrangement on this keyboard was incredibly weird...

When Chen Shi'an first used it, he felt very awkward and always had to find the letter where it was when typing.

However, his strength lay in his strong memory. After typing the letters several times, the memory of their positions became muscle memory. He tried typing without looking at the keyboard, just looking at the screen. Although his speed was slow for the time being, at least he didn't make any mistakes.

Chen Shi'an looked at the search page on the screen, and the words he wanted to type slowly appeared in the input box:

Why are the letters on the keyboard not in sequential order?
Enter —

The main purpose of scrambling the keyboard letters was to solve the problem of key jamming caused by excessive typing speed in early mechanical typewriters. By shuffling the letter order, typing speed was reduced, ensuring smooth operation of the mechanical parts...
Chen Shi'an chuckled. This answer was unexpected. He had thought it was because it would make typing faster. It turned out that it was designed to reduce typing speed.

The girl, still taking a shower in the bathroom, had no idea what Chen Shi'an was doing. She pricked up her ears, trying to hear what was happening outside, but she couldn't hear anything.

That stinky Taoist priest wouldn't have run away first, would he?
Lin Mengqiu was afraid he would run away, and also afraid he would eavesdrop, so she quickly sped up her shower.

She is very clean, and she takes a very thorough bath, covering her whole body in bubbles.

I sweated a lot while playing ball in the afternoon, and washing my hair took up a lot of time.

When she came out, Chen Shi'an was still sitting in front of the computer, and he hadn't moved an inch.

It finally moved.

Chen Shi'an turned around when he heard the door open and saw the girl who had just come out of the bathroom. She was still faintly covered in water vapor. The class monitor, who had just taken a shower, had soft and tender skin with a rosy glow. She had already put on another set of school uniform that she had changed into, and was holding a towel in one hand, wrapping her wet hair.

"Is the class monitor done washing?"

"Um……"

Noticing Chen Shi'an's gaze, Lin Mengqiu calmly buttoned the last button on her collar.

"what time is it?"

"6:18".

"...!!"

There are only twelve minutes left!
Lin Mengqiu became more efficient, first throwing her dirty clothes into the washing machine, then taking two basins, one for soaking her socks and the other for soaking her underwear.

After doing all that, she quickly went into the room, opened the wardrobe, took out a pair of clean socks, sat on the edge of the bed, lifted her feet, and took a dry towel to dry her wet feet.

Only after she finished did she realize her shoes were still by the door. She didn't want to get her little feet dirty walking barefoot on the floor, nor did she want to put on her wet slippers again and have to dry them once more. So she asked Chen Shi'an:

"Could you please bring me my shoes...?"

Which pair?

"It's all right."

Chen Shi'an got up and went to get a pair of white shoes.

Girls all love wearing white sneakers, and Lin Mengqiu is no exception. Of the three pairs of shoes she has here, besides one pair of sneakers, the other two are white sneakers, which she wears in rotation.

The girl's shoes were also very small. You couldn't really tell when she was wearing them, but when you carried them in your hand, you could feel how small and light they were. They had a strangely cute feel to them.

Seeing Lin Mengqiu's urgency, Chen Shi'an didn't dawdle and walked over to place the shoes at her feet.

"Thank you."

Lin Mengqiu had already put on her socks. The edges of her white socks carefully wrapped around her delicate ankles, and the exposed skin was as white and tender as a freshly peeled eggshell.

The girl bent down, put on her shoes, and tightened the shoelaces with her slender fingers.

When I stood up, I stomped my feet as usual until the shoes I had just put on fit snugly and comfortably.

"let's go……"

The impulsive girl grabbed the keys and was about to leave.

"Squad leader, your hair is still wet."

"...!!"

Oh right! I haven't blow-dried my hair yet!!
Her hair was very long, and not counting the time it took to get to the classroom, she only had five minutes to blow-dry it, so how could she possibly dry it completely?

Of course, it doesn't matter if it's half-dry and half-wet. Most of the girls in my class are like that when they're in a hurry, as long as it's not dripping wet. It's just that the feeling of a damp and cool scalp all night is very uncomfortable...

"How about I help the class monitor wipe it off? I'm afraid the hair dryer won't be able to dry it," Chen Shi'an said.

"Where can you dry it?"

Lin Mengqiu had taken off the towel wrapped around her head, her wet hair hanging down, and she looked somewhat desperate.

"My technique is pretty good. I've dried Xiaozhi's hair before, and it should be much better than using a hairdryer."

"?"

Lin Mengqiu hadn't originally planned to let Chen Shi'an dry her hair, but as soon as she heard that he had dried Fanren Chan's hair, the girl immediately couldn't sit still.

"...When did you dry her hair?"

"After cycling around Mangrove Lake that time, I went to Xiaozhi's house to watch a movie."

Lin Mengqiu remembered that she smelled a strong scent of shower gel on Chen Shi'an's clothes that night.

There was no time for her to ponder what Annoying Cicada and the Stinky Taoist had done that day. She opened the wardrobe, took out a dry towel, and handed it to Chen Shi'an.

"Then, then you can wipe it for me..."

"Okay, class monitor, sit down."

"Um……"

Lin Mengqiu got up and sat down in a chair.

Chen Shi'an wasn't in a hurry to wipe it; he simply held the towel in both hands and gently patted it in his palms to make the cotton inside softer.

Seeing that she was about to be late and Chen Shi'an still hadn't made a move, Lin Mengqiu was about to say "never mind" when Chen Shi'an stood behind her, holding a towel in both hands, and gently placed it on her head.

The girl swallowed back the words she hadn't said.

Even though she had just taken the towel out of the closet, strangely enough, when she put it on her head, she felt a dry, warm temperature, as if it had been baked in the sun.

The temperature wasn't hot, but it was enough to make her scalp feel comfortable, as if her pores had been opened. That warmth enveloped her hair, seeped into her scalp, and then spread down her slender neck, causing goosebumps to rise on her arms from the extreme comfort she felt.

"Hmm~"

A soft hum, accompanied by a strange tone, escaped from the girl's throat.

Lin Mengqiu was stunned, and her pretty face immediately flushed.

Fortunately, Chen Shi'an didn't seem to react, which relieved Lin Mengqiu, who thought it must be a hallucination...

She finally couldn't help but ask, "Why does your towel feel warm...?"

"It's magic."

"×!"

That stinky Taoist priest, what time is it, and he's still joking with her?

"It's quite comfortable, isn't it, class monitor?"

"..."

"Ok?"

"……Um."

Lin Mengqiu pressed her hands firmly against her knees to prevent herself from losing control and making any strange noises.

Really comfortable.

She never imagined that one day she would feel comfortable because someone was drying her hair.

Chen Shi'an's movements were light and gentle, the towel in his palm wrapped around her hair, like gathering a fluffy cloud.

Instead of wiping vigorously, she gently combed her hair with her fingertips in the direction of the strands, then wrapped the hair in a towel and gently pressed it from the ends to the roots to absorb the water.

The moisture from the damp hair evaporated, carrying with it the faint scent of lavender shampoo from the girl's hair, spreading throughout the small space.

Lin Mengqiu had quietly closed her eyes without anyone noticing.

Occasionally, when Chen Shi'an's fingertips accidentally touched her warm earlobe, Lin Mengqiu's body would stiffen for a moment, but would quickly relax comfortably from his touch...

Lin Mengqiu had lost track of how much time had passed; it felt like an eternity.

She couldn't bear to let him stop, and felt a pang of remorse, thinking... It's just evening self-study, being a little late is fine...

In fact, not much time had passed. The towel, which was originally dry, became a little heavy after absorbing a lot of water, but in return, it made the girl's hair smooth and fluffy.

Chen Shi'an gently wiped away the remaining water stains behind her ears with a towel before finally putting the towel away.

A few strands of the girl's long hair were still stuck to the towel. He carefully removed them and returned them to Lin Mengqiu.

"...Is it...okay?"

"Okay, class monitor, check if it's dry."

Lin Mengqiu raised her hand and touched her hair in disbelief. It was really dry, and unlike hair dried with a hairdryer, it was smoother than ever before.

She picked up her phone from the table and checked the time. She had been calmly thinking she was probably late, but the screen showed:

[18:26]
How come I'm not late yet?!
Being late or early both make one calm, but being just four minutes late brings a feeling of being on the verge of death that makes one despair.

Lin Mengqiu was quick; she stood up from the chair in a flash, grabbed the keys, and jogged to the door.

Seeing Chen Shi'an still looking so carefree, the class monitor was almost driven mad with anger.

"We're going to be late! Hurry up!"

"It's okay, there's still time. Squad leader, aren't you going to take your lunchbox down to throw it away?"

"..."

Just as Lin Mengqiu was about to run back to get it, Chen Shi'an had already come out carrying the trash.

"Squad leader, you haven't thanked me yet."

"……Thanks."

"And they even help you dry your hair!"

"...Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

"You're welcome."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Shi'an took off running.

"???"

Lin Mengqiu stood there, stunned, watching Chen Shi'an disappear in the blink of an eye.

"We're going to be late! Class monitor, hurry up!"

"...Wait for me!"

Having been tricked by that stinky Taoist priest, the class monitor was both ashamed and angry, and chased after him in a completely unseemly manner...

Teacher Zhuang, who had just returned from a walk, was momentarily stunned to see the two people running wildly one after the other.

What are they doing in the dorm?

(End of this chapter)