121: Chapter 121 What is a "simp"?

As expected, just as he entered the classroom, Jiang Xiaolan came looking for him.

"Tang Long, where did you go this morning?"

"Is that any of your business?"

"You...!"

Jiang Xiaolan forcibly suppressed her anger, explained the matter regarding the White Clothing Society to him, and then tried to persuade him.

"President Ye is willing to personally evaluate you; this is a very rare opportunity. He probably wants to confirm your strength first before deciding whether the White Clothing Society should participate in the competition. This is very important for the First Specialized Academy, do you understand?"

After listening, Tang Long rolled his eyes, then frowned and asked, "You said just now that this President Ye wants to withdraw from the competition? Is that true?"

"Of course it's true! However, if you can demonstrate the strength to potentially win, he might change his mind."

Tang Long let out two cold laughs, "Sorry, I'm not interested anymore."

After saying that, he turned and left, leaving Jiang Xiaolan stunned in place.

She didn't understand where exactly things had gone wrong.

Why had Qin Bing just sent her a message saying Tang Long was interested in joining the White Clothing Society, yet when she came to ask, Tang Long immediately changed his tune?

Could it be... could it be that he simply wanted to embarrass her? Just because she had said a few words to him this morning?

Just at that moment, Wei Lin's laughter came from behind her.

"Xiao Lan, how stubborn can you be? How long do you plan to keep entangling yourself with this piece of rock in a latrine?"

Jiang Xiaolan turned back to look at him, immediately showing an expression of disgust.

"Heh, don't look at me like that. You actually know better than I do that once you get involved with someone like Shang Yuqing, even if Tang Long was originally good material, he would turn into trash."

"But it doesn't matter, he won't be bothering you much longer."

"I said so."

Jiang Xiaolan's expression shifted slightly, "I warn you, don't do anything reckless!"

Wei Lin shrugged his shoulders and walked into the classroom with a smug look on his face.

After a brief moment of consideration, Jiang Xiaolan decided to go to the White Clothing Society to report the news first.

Returning to his seat, Tang Long closed his eyes and said nothing.

For the past two days, he had been considering the issue of the White Clothing Society. Joining was definitely a must, but sitting in the position of President felt very difficult; even if he could shine brilliantly in the exchange competition, it probably wouldn't be enough.

By convention, the White Clothing Society is led by a member of the Imperial Family as President; this is a precedent passed down from Ye Baiqiao. Ye Qingzhou has the surname Ye, and this advantage is generally impossible to overturn.

However, things were just that bizarre.

He really didn't expect that the opportunity would be delivered to his doorstep so quickly and so suddenly.

Judging by strength, making a move now was indeed a bit forced, which would lead to a significant increase in risk.

He still needed to help Mad Dog deal with Fei Shan, which meant the entire Hot-Blooded Gang. And then there was that Wei Lin, whose backing was the entire Wei Family.

Making an enemy of a Duke's son on top of that would certainly bring a lot of pressure.

However, opportunity knocks but once.

If he were to make a move... Jiang Xiaolan probably wouldn't give up, and soon someone else would come to act as a lobbyist.

Just then, a commotion suddenly came from outside the classroom, and immediately after, quite a few people inside the classroom began to discuss it.

"What's going on outside?"

"It seems to be... Senior Sister Miao from the White Clothing Society is here?"

"No way? Why would Senior Sister Miao come to the first year?"

"It seems... she's coming to our class, right?"

"Wow! It really is her!"

"She is truly too beautiful; it's no wonder everyone calls her a goddess."

"Old Tang, Old Tang, look quickly, that's Goddess Miao!"

Sun Jian, who was sitting next to him, called out to Tang Long while climbing onto his desk, his face full of excitement. Because the classmates in front had all stood up, he couldn't see anything without getting on the desk.

Tang Long thought to himself that it was as expected, but responded casually.

"Is it necessary to be this exaggerated?"

"That's because you haven't seen her; if you took one look, you would definitely never say such things again. Actually, I haven't seen her at such close range either; just being able to see her once is worth dying for."

"You really have the aptitude to be a simp."

"What is a simp?"

"It's that kind of... role that bootlicks without principles anytime and anywhere."

"What you say makes sense; if Goddess Miao needs a simp, I can definitely qualify!"

"That's where your perspective is too limited again! A true simp, regardless of whether the goddess needs it or not, will pounce up and lick frantically."

"That's right! This way I can be closer to her again!"

"Damn! I give up on you!"

Although they were joking, Tang Long was satisfied with Miao Manman's influence; attracting so many people to the scene was truly ideal.

In the bustling crowd, Wei Lin had already taken the lead in standing up and going to the door to greet Miao Manman, who had stopped at the entrance. In the corridor, students from neighboring classes were also crowding around.

Wei Lin had already extended his hand with a smile, "Hello, Senior Sister Miao, welcome to Class 9. I am the Deputy Class Monitor of Class 9, Wei Lin. If you have any needs, I am at your service."

Miao Manman didn't even look at him, frowned, and continued to peer inside. However, it was truly crowded with heads, and she couldn't find her target, so she asked helplessly.

"Is Tang Long from your class here?"

This question stabbed at Wei Lin like a knife, making his face twitch.

Damn it, it's Tang Long again?

That damn bumpkin, how could even Senior Sister Miao come looking for him?

Even if I, Wei Lin, don't compare to members of the Imperial Family, I am still a dignified young master of the Wei Family. You actually don't even look at me, but instead come looking for that bumpkin?

Many people were also extremely astonished and couldn't help but discuss it.

"No way? Senior Sister Miao came to find Tang Long? How could she come to find Tang Long?"

"This ass-selling jerk, how does he have such good luck?"

"It's so infuriating."

"Senior Qin Bing once said he would recommend him to join the White Clothing Society; perhaps that is the reason."

However, following Miao Manman's question, many people had already cast strange gazes toward the back; even if one were to lie and say Tang Long wasn't there, it probably wouldn't work.

And at this moment, Sun Jian had already squeezed over from the back, forcibly splitting a path through the middle, allowing Miao Manman to see Tang Long, and shouted out loud.

"Here, here, here! Tang Long is here!"

Wei Lin directly darkened his face and shouted, "Tang Long! Senior Sister Miao has something to find you for, and you are still sitting there? Do you have any manners at all? Hurry up and come out, don't embarrass our Class 9!"

Tang Long let out two cold laughs, still sitting there without moving.

"Deputy Class Monitor Wei, if you want to bootlick, do it yourself properly; I have no obligation to cooperate with you. As for Student Miao, I'm not familiar with her, why should I welcome her?"

"You!"

Being mocked by Tang Long in public, Wei Lin was about to explode with anger; he felt he had lost all face, especially in front of a figure like Miao Manman.

He really wanted to rush over immediately, slap Tang Long across the face a few times, and then drag him over.

But his strength didn't allow it.

Just then, Miao Manman suddenly said, "It's okay, then I'll go over there."

This sentence immediately caused the onlookers to explode.

Wherever Miao Manman went, the crowd automatically stepped aside, allowing her to reach Tang Long.

And Tang Long still sat there motionless, with an indifferent appearance.

Miao Manman gently bit her lip, "Student Tang Long, I represent the White Clothing Society and am now formally issuing an invitation to you; please join us."

Tang Long immediately waved his hand, "Didn't Jiang Xiaolan tell you my attitude?"

"She did. But I also heard from Qin Bing that you were originally interested in joining. I have come to invite you personally; can you give me some face?"

Tang Long chuckled, "Yes, I did have that idea before, but I've changed my mind now. It has nothing to do with whose face it is."

"Then what is the reason exactly?"

Tang Long shook his head, "I'm not in a position to state the reason right now; please go back."

Miao Manman also shook her head, "If you don't tell me the real reason, I won't leave."

The situation was at a stalemate.