A world where love reigns supreme? This is truly chaotic!

She secretly grumbled to herself. In fact, she hadn't used that nickname on Guang Chen for a long time. Suddenly remembering it gave her a sense of novelty. Then, Jiang Xintong's body temperature slowly warmed up, and she tilted her head back slightly, once again returning to the demeanor of a young lady.

……

"I surrender, I surrender..." Guang Chen looked embarrassed. This was the most panicked he had felt in a long time, because the person standing in front of him at this moment was none other than Shan Yimo.

Well, Shan Yimo isn't scary, but Shan Yimo who has uncovered his secret is terrifying! Earlier, when Shan Yimo came to my house, the two of them talked about the chairman's issues on the external staircase. At that time, Shan Yimo mistakenly thought that Guang Guangchen was just a "toy" constantly being teased by the chairman throughout the whole incident. Shan Yimo's personality is inherently upright, but she couldn't bring herself to point out the chairman, so she ended up feeling sympathy for Guang Guangchen.

But things are different now. Shan Yimo unexpectedly learned that Guang Guangchen had actually had feelings for the president. This gave the president's subsequent logic a basis, making it impossible for him to extricate himself so cleanly. Or rather, what could have been a simple rejection ended with Guang Guangchen adding that one sentence. Whether it was competitiveness or resentment, the president indeed clung to Guang Guangchen relentlessly. Consequently, Shan Yimo's perspective on Guang Guangchen would also change accordingly.

Moreover, Guangchang knew that Shan Yimo was Yan Xingmeng's biggest fan and a true right-hand woman. He had thought back then that if Shan Yimo found out about this, she would tear him apart! Well, look, here she is now.

Guangchang pursed his lips, his ambiguous smile revealing his helplessness. He'd been at this school for months, was he about to start torturing him?

I felt the importance of rights once again.

"Guangdong Chen! Don't you have something to say to me?" Shan Yimo's voice seemed even more penetrating in the dead of winter, sending a chill down Guangdong Chen's spine.

"Ha... I'm sorry, but I noticed that the president didn't seem to have told you about what happened that day. Maybe he didn't want to talk about it, so I didn't tell you either," Guangchang Chen said truthfully.

"I never imagined I'd misunderstood for so long. I always thought you were someone who hated love, oh wait..." As Shan Yimo mentioned this, Wei Zecheng's explanation of Guangchang Chen's personality suddenly came to mind. After thinking for a moment, she murmured, "Sincere feelings, huh..."

Shan Yimo's expression softened considerably compared to before. She finally let out a long breath, turned around and walked towards the tea machine in the president's room, asking calmly, "Would you like a cup of hot tea? We have Maojian tea, or you could make milk tea for me."

His tone suddenly softened, which eased Guangchang's anxiety a bit. He then said, "The tea is fine."

He then sat down on the central sofa, when Shan Yimo suddenly invited him to the president's office. He had expected Yan Xingmeng to be there as well, but to his utter surprise, it was only Shan Yimo who had come to see him. Especially after learning the reason why she had come to see him, in this quiet environment, Guang Changchen felt as if an execution melody was playing in his mind...

Guangchang cautiously glanced over and saw that Shan Yimo didn't seem angry at all. In fact, she was calmly brewing tea for herself, just like she was at any other time.

"Aren't you angry?" Guangchang asked curiously.

"...Hmm, I was a little angry when I first heard it, but I'm okay now. What's done is done, and it's hard to change anything." Shan Yimo brewed the tea, turned around and brought it to Guang Guangchen. She placed the tea on the coffee table. Guang Guangchen looked at the rising steam in the cup. Hmm...it couldn't be poisoned, could it?

"Don't worry, it's not poisonous."

"Cough, I just feel a little hot."

Guangchang picked up his teacup and blew on it. Looking at the many tea leaves standing upright in the cup, which he remembered as a symbol of good fortune, he said in a deep voice, "Of all the friends I've made at school, you are the most calm and collected person I've ever met. You may seem cold on the surface, but you are always considering other people's feelings. Don't you ever feel tired of doing that?"

Is Shan Yimo actually a people-pleasing personality type? She's usually so aloof, so this is quite surprising.

"I called you here not to have you analyze my points, Guangchang Chen. Let's talk about the president's topic. We have... fifteen minutes left. I hope to have a result before the school bell rings," Shan Yimo said, glancing at the clock in the president's office.

“Okay, so which part are you more curious about?” Guangchang asked directly.

Shan Yimo had long harbored this idea in her mind, which was perhaps why she had never considered getting angry with Guangchang Chen. Others might think it was deception, but to Shan Yimo, it seemed like a turning point.

"I only want to say one thing: since you have clearly expressed that you have feelings for the president, it means that you can like someone, even the president. Now you have also said that the president is not playing around with you, but has feelings for you. Why don't you just give it a try with the president?" Shan Yimo went straight to the point and got to the key issue.

As expected, this is the only direction we can take.

Guangchang thought for a few seconds and said, "It's as if I was a heartless person back then. Wasn't your judgment of me a bit too strange? It's true that I told you I didn't want to be in a relationship, but I am a thinking person after all, and I am influenced by many things around me. The president's words also influenced me. But having feelings and wanting to do it are two different things."

"Why are they two different things? If you have feelings for each other, shouldn't you try to be together?" Shan Yimo's tone became unusually impatient.

"Maybe we have different ideas... I admit I've had feelings for the president, and I believe that all sorts of people will influence me in the future, but that doesn't mean I'm willing to be in a relationship."

Are you a believer in singlehood?

"No, there's no such thing as 'singleism' in this world. Everyone is actually a hedonist, taking action for their current or foreseeable future happiness. What I see is that high school romances are unreliable. Instead of spending time and energy on a relationship only to end up with a bad result, it's better to focus on other things, concentrate on improving yourself, and maintain a relaxed and happy state of mind, instead of being like those idiots at school, skipping classes every few days like they've lost their souls, going to the playground in the rain, suddenly barging into class, or loudly confessing their love in the quiet library. These are all intolerable, and that kind of behavior doesn't deserve to be called love..."

Shan Yimo was affected by Guang Guangchen's calm yet somewhat dissatisfied tone. In fact, she had heard Guang Guangchen's personal theories from Qianwen and Wei Zecheng, and her understanding of them had changed with each encounter. At first, she thought he simply hated love, then she thought he might just be having the illusion of expecting a genuine relationship. Only now did Shan Yimo fully understand.

Guangchang's thoughts were not what she had previously imagined. He didn't deny his feelings, but not entering a romantic relationship was also his personal choice. He had never struggled with this for a moment, just like everyone else. He had always pursued only personal happiness...

If his current life is enough to make him happy, then why should he enter into a romantic relationship? Even if the other person's feelings are genuine and he has feelings for them too, Guangchang Chen still won't choose that path.

"So, in conclusion, I'm afraid I can't like her anymore," Guangchang Chen said frankly.

124. Aren't you getting a headache anymore?

As Guang Guangchen answered, the president's office fell silent for a moment. Shan Yimo repeatedly wanted to speak, but didn't know what to say. Perhaps Guang Guangchen was still the same person she remembered. Even though the president had made his feelings clear, Guang Guangchen still felt that he was him and the president was the president...

And there's a fatal mistake in it...

Shan Yimo suddenly thought of something, pondered for a moment, and then asked, "I have a question. The president suddenly came back from out of town a while ago because she wanted to tell you how she felt. Although you rejected her, you didn't deny her feelings. Why did you keep saying you didn't like her before, but then say you liked her at that crucial moment?"

Since it's all subjective anyway, I might as well just say I don't like it. Maybe, just maybe, the result will be...

What exactly is Guangchang thinking?

After hearing this, Guang Guangchen recalled what had happened. It was quite embarrassing to admit that he had seen it on the system, wasn't it? As for why he didn't lie... Guang Guangchen hadn't really thought that much about it at the time. He simply didn't choose to lie in the face of Yan Xingmeng's expectant gaze.

"It's just that if you tell one lie, you'll have to weave many more, bigger lies to follow. There's nothing special about it."

I hope Shan Yimo can believe it.

Shan Yimo looked quite puzzled. This explanation was still too weak to be convincing, but she did not choose to deny it because the result was already determined, and the explanation of the process was just an explanation.

"Are there any other questions?" Guangchang asked again.

Shan Yimo immediately shook her head.

Does that mean we'll end the conversation here?

"Then I'll be going?" Guangchang pointed to the door.

"it is good."

Shan Yimo really let her go.

What a great personality! I was so petty and prejudiced! Idiot! Shan Yimo is such a reasonable person, and I actually misunderstood her as a fan of the president and thought she would hurt me. How embarrassing! Hmm, next time there's a gathering, I'll invite her to have hot pot with me. Yes, next time.

Even in your thoughts, you adhere to social etiquette, knowing when to hold back and when not to say what you should. You're truly something else.

Just as Guangchang was about to reach the door, Shan Yimo suddenly called out to him. Did she have another trick up her sleeve?

Guangchang Chen turned his head and saw Shan Yimo looking at him with a blank expression.

"Can I trust you?"

"Of course, every word is true."

"Okay, thank you, you can go back now." Shan Yimo nodded, and then Guangchang turned the doorknob and left, closing the door behind him. A gust of cold wind blew in, and he immediately shivered.

As for what he believes, it is naturally his own definition of the current situation. He is very satisfied with his life now and feels that love and the like are useless things throughout his high school life. He may still believe that he might suddenly waver again one day because of a certain person's image in that moment, but that is just a wavering and will not change Guangchang's initial idea.

Or perhaps Guang Chen was like this from the very beginning. Even if he had known that the president wasn't playing him, he probably still wouldn't have dated her. Right? He's just a person with such a strong will.

Guangchang Chen became more and more satisfied. At present, enjoying his high school life, studying, opening a Douyin store, and saving money was enough to give him spiritual satisfaction. Why would he need something as inconvenient as dating?

Guangchang took a deep breath, his mood brightening. It definitely felt better to say it out loud. He glanced at the azure sky outside the railing, then quickly returned to the classroom because... it was really cold.

……

With the fourth monthly exam approaching at the end of December, Guang Guangchen was very nervous, extremely nervous. He heard that Nuanxin had recently gained some insights, which was really bad news. Guang Guangchen also felt that he was stuck at a bottleneck, mainly due to his fear of Nuanxin's unknown strength. Nuanxin had hardly made any mistakes on her recent test papers and exercise books, which made Guang Guangchen, who was exchanging and grading test papers, feel sweating profusely.

Please stop improving! I really want to get into the same university as you! If you improve any further, I won't be able to get in!

For the sake of his boss's reputation, Guang Guangchen practically studied late into the night. In a world where love-struck individuals are rampant, even the working hours in the workplace are only eight hours, including meal times. But Guang Guangchen could go to school at 7:30 in the morning and still be reviewing at 11 or 12 at night. Well, this is only based on the basics of some military-style schools in Guang Guangchen's memory. His study habits were truly amazing...

Wait until you truly lose to someone who's heartwarming before you obediently surrender...

As for the Douyin shop he's been running, Guangchang Chen has been continuously investing money in traffic and it's surprisingly been quite profitable. It's easy to make money off those obsessed with romance, and Guangchang Chen has even thought of some abstract ideas. He could sell items on online shopping platforms that don't require delivery, claiming that buying a message can increase the success rate of a confession. This is similar to why so many people still forward those messages that say "if you don't forward it, you're not Chinese." But it just feels a little unethical, and he's still thinking about it.

Guangchang's daily routine became repetitive once again, but it was surprisingly easy. Watching the amount in his bank card move towards 200,000 yuan warmed his heart, and he decided that he must become a rich person in the future.

His life now revolves around four things: studying, meeting the young lady, reporting to the student council, and occasionally seeing the president. His life is quite fulfilling.

"Um, Guangchang Chen!"

Someone called him again at the back door of the classroom. Guang Guangchen turned his head and knew who it was. When he saw it was someone from the student council, he knew it was the president calling him. At times like this, he could calculate the time; it was probably another week that had passed.

"You're here." Guangchang responded, then got up and walked towards the classroom door. They were all old acquaintances, yet he was still so shy when greeting them.

"Then I'm off." Without the other person saying anything more, Guangchang Chen was already on his way. He seemed to be in a very good mood, which was natural. The revenue from his Douyin shop was almost exploding, so how could he not be in high spirits! Guangchang Chen already had many ideas in his mind. Maybe he should just reveal his true colors and film some inspirational and awkward dramas with Nuanxin. Maybe it would become popular.

Walking along the long corridor in the center of the teaching building, students passing by would make way for him. As for Guang Guangchen's reputation, well, let's just say it's mostly envy and jealousy, followed by awe. There are already rumors in the school that Han Junche's downfall was because of Guang Guangchen, so these days, students are actually a little afraid of him when they see him.

Well... that doesn't seem wrong, but even if it wasn't me, Han Junche's defenses were bound to break down eventually, right? They would always break down at some point, at some moment.

Guang Guangchen made his way through the winding streets and finally arrived at the botanical garden. Looking at the white frost covering the green vines outside the garden, he realized that although the snow had stopped, the temperature was still below zero. He rubbed his hands together and hurried to the entrance of the botanical garden.

I turned the doorknob and entered the botanical garden.

Let me see what the president is doing today. She must be working, right? I always see her working. Maybe I should go to the vending machine and buy a hot drink first?

Guangchang was trembling as he walked forward when the door behind him closed, and the crisp sound of the lock clicking shut echoed again.

Scored twice!

What?! Not again!

Guangchang Chen had always thought that this move was a thing of the past, and that he hadn't seen it in a long time.

Guangchang looked around in alarm, and then saw Yan Xingmeng holding a black remote control on his left.

"President."

"Come here, come here." Yan Xingmeng beckoned to him.

Guangchang Chen moved forward shakily, step by step, and just as he was about to get close to Yan Xingmeng, she pulled him to her side with one hand.

"What are you doing, Chairman?"

"Shh, listen."

Hearing the chairman say this, Guangchang Chen remained quiet and listened attentively, but what exactly did he want to hear...?

Guangchang heard a buzzing sound. Hmm? Then he looked towards the barbed wire fence blocking the entrance. Uh…

"Look, I listened to your advice and successfully electrified the iron gate! Isn't that amazing? I bet even an elephant would be paralyzed if it touched it..." Yan Xingmeng shook the black remote control in her hand and smiled with narrowed eyes.

"..."

Good heavens! The chairman has gone mad!

Guangchang wanted to escape, but he couldn't, as the roof was completely sealed off.

Okay, I guess I'll just have to accept it.

Waiting for an opportunity for reconciliation.

After all, she rejected the president's confession. Did that make the president, after calming down, feel utterly humiliated? In movies and TV dramas, these kinds of scenes are usually self-torture, why are they torturing me too?! This is unfair! This is unfair!

"Amazing." Guangchang slowly gave her a thumbs up, as if to say, "May I escape with my life too."

Seeing Guang Chen so frightened, Yan Xingmeng burst into laughter, laughing until tears streamed down her face. She then said, "I was just kidding. Why are you taking it so seriously? Sit down first."

After speaking, he stepped forward, handed the black remote control to himself, and then returned to the central platform alone.

Hey! Here comes the test.

Guangchang was holding a remote control, which might be able to cut off the power to the barbed wire fence and allow him to escape, but this was most likely a test! The escape route might be fake; only by staying with the chairman would he have a sliver of hope!

The internal struggle lasted only two seconds before he immediately followed the president and, just like before, went to buy a hot drink. After returning, he looked at the president at the table, as if he had completely returned to his old self, even though the past two weeks had felt like he was playing the female lead in a tragic love drama.

Is it possible...

"President, aren't you getting aroused?"

"Hmm~ I've suppressed that conflicted feeling, and I'm not thinking about it at all now."

Yan Xingmeng spoke casually, but Guangchang Chen stared at her for a few more seconds until the favorability rating appeared.

66 points.

It seems that's not the case...

125. You really love me!

Guang Guangchen was quite amused and exasperated. In the past, no matter how he looked at it, the president's favorability rating was always 39 points. At one point, Guang Guangchen even suspected that there was a problem with the system. Now, the president said that he was no longer bothered by it, but the favorability rating was still in the sixties.

Exaggerated.

This breakthrough in favorability rating must be truly significant, right? It doesn't seem like the kind of rating that will fade or cool down if you don't see each other for a few days.

However, judging from the president's current state, Guang Chen noticed that he was indeed different from his previous excited demeanor. It seemed that even if the points increased, it didn't mean that a person would always be in that state of excitement. Thinking about it, it made sense. If he could maintain that state all the time, wouldn't all those people who could match 80 points of love online be hysterical?

Guangchang had seen Makoto Shinkai's movies. Although he could accept the impulsive acting style of choosing someone even if the world were to explode, if he saw this every time, then Guangchang would really...

People should live more realistically.

"Really? That's good." Guangchang opened a can of hot milk, took a sip, and then sat down at the main table. This was his reserved spot, his special place for weekly task check-ins.