Starry sky, I can hear their secrets.

[But when did he join the Apostolic Nuncio?]

Why didn't Tingyun tell me?

[Tingyun: Replying to Lord Yukong, I only just found out myself~]

[Yu Kong: I believe you / smile.]

[Fu Xuan: Qing Que, you still have time to post during work hours?]

[It seems I haven't given you enough work. I'll double it tomorrow!]

Su Jinyan glanced at Qingque guiltily and silently mourned for her.

[Bai Lu: Oh? My medicine really does cure diseases instantly, not bad, not bad.]

[Qingque: What prescription did you give Ayan?]

[White Dew: A formula for nourishing yin, tonifying the kidneys, and strengthening yang, containing ingredients like goji berries and epimedium, which Miss Tingyun requested.]

Su Jinyan: "?"

[Anonymous user (banned): I received a push notification for no reason...]

[Wasn't my account banned? How can I still use it?]

[I didn't expect Jingyuan's disciple to have become so famous?]

[However, since he was defeated, it proves that his swordsmanship is still lacking.]

Su Jinyan was somewhat surprised. How could one remain anonymous on an intranet forum?

Also, the way this guy talks is a bit annoying.

This didactic tone, along with the act of addressing Jingyuan by his real name, is quite telling.

This quickly drew numerous rebuttals, many of which were quite vehement.

The user ignored the message, probably because they felt guilty.

Su Jinyan shook her head and switched to her main account to reply.

[Su Jinyan: Sigh, Qingque's praise makes me blush.]

[Yanqing and I are both child prodigies; beating him was just luck, nothing special.]

[Qingque: Ayan is so modest, I admire you even more now.]

[Although you may not care, as your fan, I must promote your glorious deeds.]

[Su Jinyan: Oh, Qingque, it's really nothing to mention. Is such a small thing even worth publicizing?]

[Qingque: Worth it! Absolutely worth it! My idol, Ayan, is destined to become the most dazzling existence in this galaxy!]

I want everyone to know that my son, Ayan, is handsome and sunny, and has irresistible charm when he walks down the street.

Just as Su Jinyan was enjoying the pleasure of praising himself, a sudden, tremendous force came from the back of his head, slamming his face directly onto the keyboard.

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Qingque: How do you want to die?

Su Jinyan remained motionless, attempting to feign death.

Qingque wrapped her arms around Su Jinyan's neck and blew air into his ear.

"Ayan, is the forum fun?"

"Say something, I won't do anything to you."

"At most, they'll just turn your bone powder into the Imperial Jade Tablet and play with it every day."

"Look me in the eye, Ayan!"

Su Jinyan's face was forcibly turned by Qingque, forcing him to "gaze deeply into her eyes".

"Qingque, how did you know? Let me die knowing why."

Su Jinyan asked calmly.

Qingque smiled dangerously and waved her phone at him.

"I was reading a book for leisure when I suddenly received a push notification, and out of curiosity, I clicked on it."

"Turns out, the poster's name is the same as mine. Isn't that a coincidence?"

Su Jinyan exclaimed indignantly, "What a coincidence! What a coincidence!"

"How dare someone impersonate my best friend Qingque! I will never let him get away with this!"

Qingque clenched her little fists, cracking her knuckles: "Now it's all right."

"I'm sure many people think I'm your admirer, and some even think I have a crush on you."

"This day next year will be your death anniversary. Tell me, how do you want to die?"

Su Jinyan: "So good, so good it's killing me?"

Qingque's beautiful eyes lit up: "Good, well said!"

"Then I'll find a dozen fat women and make Ah Yan feel like he's dying of pleasure!"

Su Jinyan: "???"

Qingque, how could you become so vicious?

Su Jinyan shook her head desperately: "No, that's too cruel, that's not you."

"If I could, I would like Qingque to torture me personally."

"I would be willing to die beneath Little Sparrow."

Qingque blushed and spat, "Pah, dream on."

Just then, Fu Xuan's icy voice suddenly rang out from the library.

"Qingque, Ayan, have you finished your work yet? Why are you fooling around like this?!"

Qingque subconsciously turned her head and said, "Grand Diviner, please let me explain—hmm?"

There was nothing behind him; where did Fu Xuan come from? He didn't exist.

Damn it, I was tricked by Ayan!

By the time Qingque turned around again, Su Jinyan had already made a hasty escape.

Su Jinyan breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, he had imitated Fu Xuan's voice and fooled Qing Que.

This shows how important it is to master a foreign language; it can be a lifesaver in critical moments.

Qingque stomped her foot, feeling her cheeks burning hot: "Ugh, so annoying!"

The thought of Su Jinyan impersonating him and sending so many shameful messages made him feel terrible.

Qingque wished she could... wished she could... him...

Ugh, I wish I could just roll around in bed with my pillow for three days and three nights straight.

I want to die, I want to die, I want to die, I want to die...

Thinking about it carefully, her plans to slack off recently have repeatedly failed, largely because of Ayan.

No, Qingque has to do something so that she can properly slack off in the future.

If only Ayan could win over the Grand Diviner, then I could slack off to my heart's content.

As soon as the evil thought arose, Qingque was startled by her own idea.

Qingque, Qingque, the Grand Diviner has treated you well, how can you repay kindness with enmity?

"Please forgive me, please forgive me. A gentleman judges by actions, not intentions. Please forgive me, Your Excellency..."

Qingque clasped her hands together, her muttering manner quite adorable.

Just then, Qingque's phone on the table buzzed, receiving a text message from Fu Xuan.

[Fu Xuan: Qingque, I just took a look.]

[You still haven't written the work summary I asked you to write last week!]

[You're punished by having to write and hand in two assignments this week, plus a 10,000-word self-criticism report. Don't forget.]

Qingque clutched her head and cried out in anguish, "Waaah, I can't take it anymore! Someone, please take care of Fu Taibu!"

“Ayan is also a bad guy, the worst villain in Luofu, without exception.”

Tuk-tuk-tuk——

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Qingque asked, somewhat puzzled, "Who is it? Please come in."

Qingque was certain that the person standing outside the door was definitely not Su Jinyan.

Because that guy had offended her, she would have to sneak in even if she wanted to.