The anchor I was supposed to meet turned out to be my student.

Bi Antong lowered her head, feeling somewhat embarrassed about her overstepping her bounds.

The atmosphere fell silent. Looking at Bi Antong, I felt a little awkward. Logically, I shouldn't compromise, but emotionally, it was really unfair to let a girl sleep on the sofa while I, a grown man, slept in the bed. Besides, she would also be sharing the rent. Moreover, she moved out of the school precisely because she wanted to do live streaming; she needed her own live streaming room...

"It's possible..."

Bi Antong raised her eyes.

"but……"

I looked at Bi Antong and said, "Besides cooking, you have to take on all the housework and you can't miss a single week!"

Bi Antong nodded without hesitation and smiled happily. Her smile was so beautiful that I couldn't help but take another look, but she noticed and immediately suppressed her smile as if she didn't want me to discover her joy.

What an unfrank girl...

I sighed helplessly, having suffered a great loss, but Bi Antong interpreted it differently. Her eyes dimmed as she said, "Do you think I'm a very casual girl, that I would actually ask to live with a man I've only known for one day..."

I didn't think that way at all. I was just worried that sleeping on the sofa would hurt my back and I wouldn't know when I'd be able to get back into bed. I quickly comforted her, saying, "You're overthinking it. I'm just amazed at how fast things change. Who would have thought that we were like enemies this morning and would be living together this afternoon..."

Upon hearing my words, Bi Antong's melancholy vanished instantly, replaced by a sweet smile. She turned and walked towards the subway, saying with her hands behind her back, "Then let's go back to our dorms and move our things over!"

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Chapter 5.5. Half a Box of Condoms

After I obtained a certificate from the dormitory security office for Bi Antong to live off-campus, I could have just waited for her downstairs in the girls' dormitory. However, she insisted that I go upstairs to help her pack, so I had no choice but to go to her dormitory.

As I went upstairs, the girls in the college greeted me sweetly. I rarely came to the girls' dormitory before; inspections and such were usually handled by the girls in the student union. This time, I was overwhelmed by the various perfumes worn by the girls in the hallway.

I couldn't help but say to Bi Antong, who was walking ahead of me, "You young girls these days don't learn anything good. When you get to university, you should be studying hard. What's the point of dressing up all day long..."

"Tch, and you've even been in a relationship? Isn't it in a girl's nature to love dressing up?"

"But why don't I see you wearing makeup?"

"Hmph, I am naturally beautiful."

Looking at her, so proud like a little swan, I was speechless, because she was beautiful and charming whether she wore makeup or not...

Bi Antong knocked on the door, and then someone opened it.

"Tongtong, you're back? Oh, and... hello counselor!"

The girl who opened the door happened to be the one who chaired the meeting this morning. I didn't expect that she and Bi Antong were roommates. I smiled and nodded at her.

Upon hearing "counselor," the two remaining girls in the dormitory hurriedly stood up from their chairs and greeted me as I walked in.

Seeing how nervous they all looked, I couldn't help but chuckle to myself, remembering how I used to be when I was a student, always afraid that the counselor wouldn't be satisfied with my performance. I put on a stern face and asked, "Who is the dormitory head?"

“Your Highness is!” Except for Bi Antong, who ignored my official demeanor and silently went to pack her luggage, the other two girls both pointed at the petite female host in front of me.

The princess glared at them reproachfully, disgusted by their betrayal of their teammates, and then said to me, "I'm the dormitory head, so what, teacher?"

"Your name is Lu Xiaojun, right?" I remembered this cute name when I was browsing through the student files.

Lu Xiaojun seemed a little surprised that I, her new counselor, knew her name, and nodded.

"The dormitory is clean; you've managed it well. Keep it up!"

Lu Xiaojun breathed a sigh of relief; she thought I was going to find fault with her.

“Bi Antong applied for off-campus accommodation. I’m here to help move things, not to check the dorms. You can all go about your business.”

"Why did Tongtong move out?" The other two girls, like Lu Xiaojun, looked at her with the same puzzled expression.

Bi Antong stopped her work and said apologetically to her three sisters, "I'm sorry everyone, there's a reason why I'm moving out, but it's not convenient to tell you. I hope you can understand... Thank you for taking care of me these past two years."

Girls' friendships may be more prone to failure than boys', but they are often much deeper. They are all very reluctant to part with their roommates whom they have lived with for two years.

After we finished packing, I helped Bi Antong carry her two suitcases out of the dormitory. The three of them held Bi Antong's hands and expressed their reluctance to part. I watched from the side. At this moment, Lu Xiaojun came up to me. She hesitated for a moment, then said, "Teacher, it was my rudeness to mistake you for a student this morning!" As she spoke, she put her hands on her lower abdomen and bowed to me.

This kind of apology is too formal, so I quickly lifted her up and said, "It's okay, it's okay. I just came to your management school, it's normal for you to admit your mistake."

Her earnestness made me both laugh and cry. But the implication of being mistaken for a student was that I looked too young, which secretly amused me, even though I'm already 25.

Lu Xiaojun said remorsefully, "It's all my fault for not being careful enough. The teacher looks like he's in his thirties, but I mistook him for a student..."

Holy crap, that was a critical hit! It felt like I was fast-forwarding five years into the past. Suppressing my sadness, I said, "I didn't care..."

Lu Xiaojun looked at me with her big, bright eyes and asked again to confirm, "Really?"

"It's really nothing, it's not a big deal."

The unease on her little face finally faded, and she smiled and said, "Then I'll go back now, goodbye teacher~"

Although I felt she was making a mountain out of a molehill, I could tell she was a very well-mannered girl, with proper manners. Looking at her petite figure and hearing her sweet voice, unique to a host, I felt a little regretful that I hadn't met such a lovely girl when I was in school.

Suddenly, I was lightly kicked. When I came to my senses, I realized it was Bi Antong who was waiting to the side. I heard her say coldly, "You can't help at all. All you do is flirt with female students. They're all gone now. What are you still looking at? Planning to take advantage of a young girl?"

Why does that sound so sour to me?

I wanted to ask her how she became an old cow, but I saw that she had already turned around and gone downstairs, so I had no choice but to drag my two suitcases and hurry after her.

……

We called a taxi back to the apartment. As soon as Bi Antong entered, she covered her nose and complained, "Why does it smell like a rotten man..."

I spray air freshener in my house every day, so there's no such thing as a stinky male smell. I said irritably, "If you don't like it, then don't move in."

Bi Antong pouted and stopped talking, then started moving her things into my bedroom—no, her bedroom… while I went to the kitchen to make dinner, busy until seven o'clock in the evening, my stomach was already protesting.

Just as I was cooking, I heard Bi Antong scream from the room. I immediately turned off the stove and rushed to the room.

"What happened?"

When I arrived at the room, I saw Bi Antong covering his mouth with both hands, staring at something on the ground with disgust.

I walked over, picked it up, and took a look. Oh my god, it was the half-empty box of condoms that Mo Jia and I had left over. I said to Bi Antong somewhat awkwardly, "Why are you rummaging through my bedside table?"

But Bi Antong didn't focus on that. Instead, her face flushed slightly as she questioned, "Why did you hide such filthy things!"

I'm totally confused.

"This stuff is even recommended by hospitals, so how can you say it's dirty?"

Bi Antong's face flushed red as she retorted, "Even so, you can't...you can't..."

Seeing that she could barely speak, I asked curiously, "Didn't you use this when you dated your ex-boyfriends?"

It would have been better if I hadn't asked. Asking was like lighting a powder keg. She immediately exploded, pushed me out of the room, and yelled, "You're the one who uses this kind of thing with your boyfriend! You filthy, disgusting, shameless big silver worm!"

For no apparent reason, I was kicked out of my room and given a title full of derogatory terms... But I also learned that this girl was still a virgin, meaning she had never been in a relationship. I felt like I had another excuse to make fun of her.

As for the half-box of condoms I have, I hesitated whether I should throw it away... Oh well, maybe I'll need it someday, so I'll keep it.

(Is there a second one?)

Chapter 6.6. Teachers and students playing games

How's my cooking?

Watching Bi Antong silently eat the food I had prepared, I was somewhat looking forward to her evaluation.

"So-so..."

"Yes, is that so..."

But you just filled four bowls with rice, right?

I picked up the last chicken wing from the plate, but as I was in mid-air, I noticed that another pair of chopsticks had already placed it on top of me.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

Bi Antong looked like she wanted to eat.

"I picked it up first, okay? Antong..."

As a result, she stood up and bit into the chicken wing when I wasn't looking. I... well, you win.

I teased, "Didn't you say it was just so-so? Why are you trying to steal my thunder?"

Without batting an eye, Bi Antong said, "I thought you were going to put it on my plate~"

That's utterly shameless.

"You'll do the dishes later, we told you before that you'd do the housework..."

As soon as I finished speaking, Bi Antong exclaimed "Oh!" and quickly put her chopsticks on the table. Suddenly remembering something, she said, "Oh dear, I'll definitely do it next time. I have to catch the 8:30 live broadcast now. I'll go back to my room first. Could you please wash them for me?"

Hehe, I'll find some time to teach you a lesson and make sure you remember the rules of this house!

……

When I came out of the bathroom after taking a shower and passed by the bedroom, I stood outside the door and listened for a while. I could hear Bi Antong chatting with the audience in a sweet voice, but her answers to various questions from netizens were completely inconsistent with her real image. For example, she said she was a cooking expert... I think she was more like a eating expert.

I was lying on the sofa, scrolling through my phone out of boredom, when for some reason I wanted to check out Bi Antong's live stream. She always seemed so sweet and approachable on her streams, like a girl next door, which was incredibly endearing. But in real life, she treated me with such arrogance that she wasn't cute at all. Thinking about this made me feel a little uneasy.

I logged into the live streaming platform and found her on the current trending list. She currently has over a million viewers, which is quite impressive. I think the audience is probably attracted by her stunning looks and sweet voice.

As soon as I entered her live stream, a large message popped up saying "Tusheng" had entered the live stream, along with eye-catching, flamboyant entrance lighting and background sounds.

The comments section was flooded with messages like, "The big spender who donated 100,000 last night is here..."

I'm definitely not the one who sent the most gifts on the list, but I'm definitely the one who sent the most gifts among her viewers in a single day. So I felt a little flattered, a completely different feeling from last night. I even felt a little inexplicably embarrassed. I don't know why, maybe it's because I've already gotten to know Bi Antong. Thinking about it, I also felt a little smug, because the goddess in these people's eyes is right in my bedroom...

Bi Antong's appearance on the screen was not much different from her real appearance; it seemed that filters and other beauty tools were superfluous to her. She obviously saw me enter the live stream, and said, "Everyone, please wait a moment while I go make a cup of milk tea."

Then she disappeared from the camera's view and rushed to me in the living room. Before I could react, she snatched my phone from my hand, fiddled with it for a while, and then threw it back at me, saying angrily, "You're not allowed to enter my live stream anymore!"

"Why?" I clearly spent money on in-game purchases, shouldn't I enjoy the highest privileges? Why was I kicked out...?

Bi Antong hesitated in place, her ears gradually turning cherry red as she seemed to be thinking about something. She avoided my gaze, her lips opening and closing as if she wanted to say something but couldn't.

"Because..."

"Hmm?" I'd love to hear it.

Unexpectedly, she turned around and walked back to her room, scolding, "Honestly, you can watch it however you want in real life, why do you have to watch it on the live stream?!"

This is a lot of information; I don't understand whether they're going to let us see it or not...