30: Chapter 30 Ning Rongrong: A?! You're the one who got an A! You stinky Qin Feng!

Stinky Qin Feng!

"How could I possibly like someone like Dai Mubai!"

Zhu Zhuqing's voice sounded exceptionally cold in the empty room.

Zhu Zhuqing, by nature, was proud. She only liked the strong and only respected those who dared to face difficulties and pressed forward bravely.

But what about Dai Mubai?

As a prince of the Star Luo Empire, facing competition from his older brother, instead of striving to cultivate and fight back, he chose to escape.

He abandoned his fiancée and fled alone to the Heaven Dou Empire, hiding in this so-called Shrek Academy, indulging in a life of dissipation.

He had women on both arms, embracing twin sisters, sporting the hollow appearance of someone suffering from excessive indulgence.

He didn't cultivate at all; he had no drive for improvement.

Besides that passable appearance and Soul Power level, what else did he have?

"A man can be lustful, but Dai Mubai only knows how to use his looks to numb himself. He is purely useless."

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes were filled with contempt.

Although Qin Feng was also a bit lecherous, he had the strength and the capital for it.

His lust was the style of the strong; Dai Mubai's was the decadence of the weak.

There was simply no comparison between the two.

"The diary says I will fall for him? That's the biggest joke in the world."

Zhu Zhuqing coldly closed the diary, a trace of resolve flashing in her eyes.

She would absolutely never let such an absurd 'future' happen.

Since she knew the outcome, she would start changing it from now on.

Zhu Zhuqing looked down on Dai Mubai completely.

The light in the dormitory was still somewhat dim, but the pen in Qin Feng's hand had not stopped moving.

After writing about Zhu Zhuqing, another figure naturally surfaced in his mind.

The little princess of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Ning Rongrong.

Although Ning Rongrong, as a support-type Spirit Master, didn't suffer the harshest beatings today in the Great Spirit Arena like the others, her personality was indeed a major problem as a member of Shrek.

Qin Feng picked up his pen, and new words flowed onto the paper.

[I have seen Ning Rongrong too. Dressed in a blue dress, elegant and refined, with a face like a peach blossom, gracefully tall and slender, like an otherworldly lotus!]

[Especially those jade legs, like white lotus roots, long and fair, paired with white silk stockings, making one's appetite surge!]

Qin Feng recalled the scene on the platform. Ning Rongrong stood at the back of the team, and that blue short dress was indeed eye-catching, especially those legs wrapped in white silk, which looked particularly dazzling under the light.

Even when he watched the anime before, he felt that Ning Rongrong's legs were something to admire for years; now seeing the real person, the visual impact was directly maximized.

The pen stroke turned, and a sly smile appeared on Qin Feng's lips.

[It's a pity that the only flaw is that she only has an A cup! She is far inferior to Zhu Zhuqing!]

[Moreover, she currently has the temperament of a spoiled young lady and needs severe training!]

After finishing this section, Qin Feng closed the diary contentedly, stretched, turned over, and lay down on the bed, falling into a deep sleep.

...

At the same time.

Ning Rongrong hummed an unknown little tune, carrying large and small bags, and cheerfully pushed open the dormitory door.

She had just seen off her father, Ning Fengzhi.

Although Shrek had suffered a miserable defeat today, her father didn't seem to care much about Shrek's reputation. Instead, he kept nagging her about Qin Feng.

"Rongrong, that Qin Feng is not only supremely powerful, but I also think his demeanor is extraordinary."

"If you could interact with him more, it would be a good thing for our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School."

"A genius like that deserves my daughter."

Ning Rongrong tossed the shopping bags she was holding onto a chair and pouted as she recalled her father's thinly veiled attempts to matchmake them.

"What's so great about that Qin Feng? Isn't he just a bit good at fighting?"

"He was so heavy-handed, he didn't know how to cherish beauty at all. He beat everyone so badly, yet Father still wants me to get close to him."

Ning Rongrong complained while kicking off the small leather shoes on her feet, then completely ungracefully threw herself onto the soft big bed.

"Ouch!"

The soft touch she had anticipated didn't completely envelop her. The outside of her thigh seemed to be poked by something hard.

Ning Rongrong sprang up like a startled kitten, clutching the spot that had been poked painfully, her brow tightly furrowed.

"What is this? How can there be a hard lump on my bed?"

She reached out and fumbled around on the bedsheet, and soon, a black booklet was pulled out.

The booklet had a unique texture, slightly cool to the touch, and looked completely out of place in the warm-toned maiden's boudoir.

Curiously, Ning Rongrong flipped the booklet over. Under the light of the Soul Guidance Lamp, she clearly saw the large, gold-stamped characters on the cover.

"Qin Feng (Ning Rongrong Exclusive diary)"

Ning Rongrong froze.

"Qin Feng?"

She blinked her pair of bright, large eyes, her face full of disbelief.

Was this the captain of the Heaven Dou Royal Team who had made them suffer terribly in the Great Spirit Arena?

Was this the potential 'son-in-law' her father had been praising nonstop just now?

"What a coincidence? As soon as Father finished talking, this thing appears on my bed?"

Ning Rongrong's eyes darted around, and a strong sense of curiosity suddenly welled up in her heart.

"Could this be a love letter deliberately sent by that guy? Trying to curry favor with this young lady?"

"Hmph, I'd like to see what trick that great master is up to, and what secrets are hidden in this diary."

Ning Rongrong sat cross-legged by the edge of the bed, opening the diary with a scrutinizing attitude.

Her previously indifferent little face instantly flushed as she saw the writing.

"Elegant and refined... face like a peach blossom..."

"Jade legs... white lotus roots... appetite surge..."

Ning Rongrong subconsciously looked down at her own legs.

For the sake of easy movement during the competition today, she had indeed worn white silk stockings, which made her legs look even straighter and slimmer.

She hadn't expected that Qin Feng, who was cold and ruthless and struck viciously on the platform, would actually be paying such close attention to her in secret.

"Hooligan! Pervert!"

Ning Rongrong cursed, but there wasn't much real anger in her heart; instead, a small sense of pride arose.

"He has good taste."

She was confident that among the Shrek Seven Devils, her appearance and temperament were second to none; even Xiao Wu couldn't compare to the bearing of a young lady from a prestigious family like hers.

It seemed that although Qin Feng was heavy-handed, his aesthetic judgment was still normal.

Ning Rongrong's lips curved up slightly, and her mood improved a little.

Since her father intended to matchmake them, and the other party was an unparalleled genius, if he praised this young lady well in the diary, she wouldn't rule out giving him a chance to pursue her.

However, when her gaze moved further down, the slight smile she had just raised instantly froze on her face.

Immediately after, her fists clenched tightly, and veins throbbed on her forehead.

[It's a pity that the only flaw is that she only has an A cup! She is far inferior to Zhu Zhuqing!]

Ning Rongrong's eyes widened, staring fixedly at the three characters 'An A Cup,' as if she wanted to burn a hole through the paper.