A little girl at a magic school, she's a goofy troublemaker who can do anything.

It's a bit noisy at Canghai Courtyard today.

Well, it might be more than just a little.

When the noise around him during the break finally became unbearable for Nangong Zhi, he frowned and looked up impatiently from his closed-eye rest.

He looked at the classmate closest to him with a cold, silent, questioning gaze.

"...Nangong," the classmate chuckled awkwardly and asked, "We've been discussing the dance a lot lately, so I'm sorry for disturbing your sleep."

Nangong Zhi looked at him, not quite understanding: "Don't we have a ball every year around this time?"

What's special about this year?

The group of people around me have been talking non-stop since early morning, during and after class, chattering away, and I couldn't hear what they were saying.

"Hey, this year is really different. I heard," the classmate said, "that there's a talent in Kokuyo Academy who's been wandering around the school in a formal gown every day even before the ball has started."

Hearing that it sounded like some crazy student trying to attract attention, Nangong Zhi frowned slightly and continued to listen quietly.

When it comes to gossip, that person talks non-stop: "And the key thing is... pfft... sorry Nangong, I can't hold it in, it's too funny."

Nangong Zhi frowned slightly: "What's wrong?"

"That person is amazing... hahaha, that person's clothes are hilarious."

"At lunchtime, she was queuing for food in the cafeteria when someone cut in line, and suddenly her green frog outfit transformed into a massive steel skirt!"

"The merciless iron skirt was suddenly ejected, stretching outwards like an octopus."

"It sent that person who cut in line flying!"

Nangong Zhi: "..."

Now he needs to re-examine his own thinking and consider whether the person in front of him has lost his mind.

"And that's not all," the classmate said animatedly, continuing with great interest, hoping Nangong Zhi would find something amusing. "I also heard that she sat in the classroom wearing a raincoat, ran in a onesie pajamas, and walked along the roadside in a gorgeous dress."

"This person..." Nangong Zhi carefully considered his words, "...exists?"

"Of course!"

The student couldn't wait to prove himself.

"I've seen her in person, and I think I vaguely remember her, but I've forgotten her name. She was quite lively, not very tall, and very pretty, the kind of younger sister type, but she didn't look well-behaved at all. She was very clever and mischievous, with big, bright eyes."

Kokuyoin, a talented young man, and his younger sister...

Nangong Zhi had a bad feeling.

Could it be Li Wenyin again?

-

Poppy House changing room.

Zhu Qing was waiting outside a changing room; she was accompanying Zi Sangtang as she tried on new clothes.

Zi Sangtang's dress was quite elaborate and a bit difficult to put on, so Zhu Qing patiently waited at the door to respond to her various needs.

"Ah Qing, I can't find my earrings. Can you see them outside?" Zi Sangtang's voice came from inside.

"Okay," Zhu Qing replied, and bent down to look for something on the clothes rack next to her.

Just then, a cheerful figure came running in from outside, making a series of light, clattering sounds.

"Sister Zisang!—"

Su Jinshi ran over happily.

Upon hearing Su Jinshi's voice, Zisangtang peeked out from behind the curtain, her head adorned with various silver hairpins and ornaments, dazzling like scattered stars that accentuated her beauty and elegance.

Zi Sangtang asked with a smile, "What's wrong?"

"I've got the information! That strangely dressed person really is Li Wenyin!" Su Jinshi shared happily.

"It really is her," Zi Sangtang smiled with relief. "Come to think of it, it's been a long time since we've talked to her. Why don't we go and ask her how things are going?"

Upon hearing that he would be playing with Li Wenyin, Su Jinshi was overjoyed.

Zhu Qing asked from the side, "Should we notify Xie Liu?"

"No need, it's just girls talking about clothes, why would we need him?" Zi Sangtang smiled as she accepted the jewelry Zhu Qing handed her, and chatted with Su Jinshi for a few more minutes, laughing and discussing the dress.

Then we looked forward to going to find Li Wenyin to play together, as she always brought unexpected surprises.

-

Oak College male dormitory.

The dormitory was buzzing with excitement as everyone compared and showed off their newly arrived dresses, imagining how handsome they would look and attract the admiring glances of the girls.

The more I thought about it, the happier I felt, and then we started talking about ironing our suits and tuxedos together.

"Little Xie Xie, let's go and get our clothes fixed. Oh my, I can't even imagine how cool we'll look when we all go out together." My roommate fantasized happily.

Yu Lanxie glanced over.

Ever since the "Neurotic Grass" incident, the nickname "Little Evil" has spread throughout their dormitory, their class, and even the entire first-year students of Oak College. These mischievous students, who love to watch the drama unfold, call him "Little Evil" in a disgusting way.

Yu Lanxie tactfully and frankly explained that he was a little face-blind and couldn't recognize people. As a result, every time these students saw him, they would greet him with a "Hi, Little Xiexie, do you recognize me?"

Yu Lanxie was very annoyed, feeling like it was a family member teasing a child during a holiday.

However, at the same time, his popularity has improved a lot compared to before.

Thanks to Li Wenyin and the other guys, and the Neurotic Grass.

After that competition, these strange plants became widely known, and more and more people paid attention to and learned about these originally obscure plants, fell in love with their fun, and learned about the stories behind them, making botany, a previously unpopular discipline, flourish.

Yu Lanxie also benefited from the influence of the neurotic grass, and he frankly admitted that his "arrogance" was mainly due to his "poor judgment of people".

More and more classmates have come to experience and become fascinated by a "Li Wenyin-style" way of teasing him, taking advantage of his face blindness, and coming over to joke with him.

Li Wenyin's mental state is spreading like a virus in private, without her even realizing it.

However... Yu Lanxie doesn't mind.

"Hmph," Yu Lanxie continued arrogantly, "I don't care what it looks like, I wear it, and it's the best looking outfit."

If this had been said a few months ago...

You might be met with a moment of silence from the other side, and then they'll quietly shut up and stop talking.

But now...

Roommate: "Come on, you little devil. You'll be honest when you find your clothes all wrinkled on the day of the dance. Come on, let's go iron them."

After saying that, they pulled Yu Lanxie out together, not caring what he was saying in his arrogant manner.

-

Student Union.

Ji Moxuan has been incredibly busy these past few days.

The student council is fully responsible for the campus dance, as well as managing midterm grades, communicating with teachers, and all sorts of other miscellaneous matters.

Fortunately, the president returned a while ago. Although busy, things are much more organized now, which saves Ji Moxuan from having to look at Zhou Mixuan's face all day long.

"Give me a report on the situation," Ji Moxuan said to the person following behind her without turning her head as she hurried along the corridor.

A member of the secretariat stated, "Recently, more and more students have been coming to the Fashion Styling Department and Image Management Department for advice, and the consultation rooms are overflowing, but so far there has been no disorder."

Ji Moxuan nodded.

The Fashion Styling Department and the Image Management Department are known within the student council as the "Young Masters and Young Ladies" departments. This has no special meaning; it's just a sarcastic remark referring to a group of idle people who spend their days meddling in trivial matters.

There was hardly anything to do throughout the year, except for being busy with entertainment activities like dances, and spending the rest of the time messing around with internal members.

"Okay, as long as there's no trouble," Ji Moxuan tilted her head slightly, "What about school safety and order?"

"It's stabilized!"

The secretary continued the report.

"The stampede incident at the Welcoming Pine Tree the day before yesterday has been thoroughly investigated. The perpetrators and the victims have been brought back for questioning, and disciplinary actions have been taken. The injuries are not serious, with the most severe injuries being sprained ankles and bruises. The medical department is also in place."

The secretary flipped through the documents in her hand: "The president sent people to set up temporary barriers and create a queuing area near the Welcoming Pine, which improved the clarity and accuracy of the pine needle distribution for the Welcoming Pine, greatly reducing the problem of mis-distribution and omission."

Everything seemed to be going smoothly, so Ji Moxuan asked again, "Is there anything else?"

"Oh...right, all the reports on the Monster Forest incident have been compiled, and the safety hazard investigation is complete," the secretary said. "The preliminary decision is to lift the closure of the Monster Forest the day before the ball begins."

"No problem. Has this matter been reported to the president?" Ji Moxuan asked.

Secretary: "This is the chairman's preliminary decision!"

"Then there's no problem," Ji Moxuan suddenly stopped and peeked out from behind the corridor railing. "Where's Ruiyuan?"

The secretary followed, her gaze sweeping around the lobby before pointing to a person sitting intently in a corner, making a handcrafted lantern: "Over there."

"Shouldn't he be locked up in the underground prison at this time?" Ji Moxuan asked, somewhat puzzled. "Why is he here?"

"The publicity department is short-staffed, so Vice President Zhou personally brought him up here to help out in the publicity department."

...That works too.

Speaking of this person, Ji Moxuan couldn't help but ask, "What has Vice President Zhou been doing these past two days?"

"He made desserts continuously throughout the day and distributed them to the members as a gesture of goodwill. When it was time for class to start, he was constantly communicating with the school."

Ji Moxuan: "What are we communicating about?"

"The Zhou family sent over donation slips and a lot of financial subsidies again. He contacted the school to renovate the building and try to double the size of the student union building. The process went smoothly and the school agreed. Now it's just a matter of going through the procedures and communicating with the Ministry of Finance's construction department."

"Why didn't you tell me about something this important?" Ji Moxuan asked in surprise. "Did he fund it all by himself?"

The secretary bowed slightly apologetically: "You've been busy with the ball setup and the security check of the Monster Forest these past few days. Vice President Zhou instructed me not to tell you this. As for the building's funding, besides the Zhou family, there's also the Yuchi family. The percentage... the Ministry of Finance hasn't finished compiling the statistics yet."

"Find out the exact amount, then find out the percentage, and tell the Ministry of Finance that my Ji Mo family will also invest, no matter how much, it must be a few percentage points more than the Zhou family's," Ji Moxuan said.

The secretary bowed her head and took notes.

The secretary felt like she had become part of their game, but she was quite enjoying it, watching the two vice presidents' subtle power struggle with relish.

Ji Moxuan slowly stared at her: "You've reported so much, it all seems to have gone smoothly? What happened when problems arose?"

"There were also minor issues. This morning, the publicity department posted the initial version of the dance party promotional poster. In order to boost student enthusiasm, it used the president's photo. Then the president saw it, scolded the students, and took it down."

"What kind of photo?"

"Since the president had never attended a dance before, we couldn't use a photo taken at a dance venue. After racking our brains, the publicity department used a candid shot of the president taking a nap at his desk after working overtime. They said that a simple photo was enough to ignite great passion, and captioned it, 'Your vibrant dance steps can disturb even the most beautiful dreams.'"

Ji Moxuan: "..."

She suddenly had a headache and was speechless.

Secretary: "It seems this plan wasn't reported to the president before it was approved. This morning, the president saw it and immediately withdrew it, and reprimanded the entire publicity department."

She shrugged sheepishly, "This is the first time I've ever seen a student council president laugh so horribly."

"He... has had a tough time too," Ji Moxuan said sympathetically.

Good-looking, high-ranking, a representative of the student council.

He comes from a distinguished family and is full of honors. But his damned politeness and self-restraint prevent him from losing his temper. No matter how crazy his subordinates are, he has to face them with a smile, patiently reprimand them, and be humble, polite, elegant and tactful.

Sometimes I really wonder if he secretly wants to blow up this bunch of useless lunatics.

-

"Alright, that's all. You can go back to organizing the data." Ji Moxuan instructed her secretary, then put her hands in her pockets and prepared to attend to other matters.

"Xuanxuan".

Hearing the familiar, annoying voice, Ji Moxuan paused slightly, turned around, and glared.

It's still daytime, but Zhou Mixuan has already switched gears, sporting a wolf tail and going to work. It's clear that the student council is really busy.

"It's been two days since we last met. Doesn't Xuanxuan have anything she wants to say to me?"

Ji Moxuan paused for a moment: "There really is one."

"What?" Zhou Mixuan's voice rose slightly at the end, revealing a hint of undisguised joy.

"How much will you contribute to the expansion of the student union building?"

"..." Zhou Mixuan's expression immediately darkened. "Oh, this? I didn't know. I didn't pay attention."

"Then I'll go directly to the Ministry of Finance," Ji Moxuan said, and was about to leave.

"Don't rush off, Xuanxuan," Zhou Mixuan stopped her again, "What are your thoughts on this year's ball?"

Ji Moxuan: "The publicity department's results are not ideal."

"But I believe that in the end, the student council will definitely do a great job."

"..."

Thank you, Vice President Jimo, for your speech. It was very inspiring and thought-provoking.

Zhou Mixuan smiled and pursed her lips: "I'm asking you about your dance partner. What are your thoughts?"

"Why are you asking me this? Is there any need to discuss it?"

Ji Moxuan walked past him and left, her mind preoccupied with the matter of the student council building.

Zhou Mixuan smiled helplessly.

Ji Moxuan said without turning her head:

"Haven't you always been my dance partner all these years?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Mixuan was slightly taken aback, her lifeless gaze following Ji Moxuan's hurried departure.

"Yes, that's true."

It was precisely because she had always been like this that he couldn't get angry; he loved her wholeheartedly and felt helpless.

After thinking for a while, Zhou Mixuan caught up again: "Xuanxuan, I think I just remembered how much I invested."

"Are you crazy? Are you messing with me again?"