106: Are you that jealous?

Shen Qian still had some experience cards. Now that he had basically learned mahjong, using the experience cards would allow him to easily crush these three. However, it wasn't necessary yet, as this was just a club activity. Shen Qian didn't believe these three would go too far.

"Mahjong again!" Shen Qian's excited voice rose a few pitches.

Knowing their intentions, Shen Qian started acting along. If they wanted him to get carried away, then he'd show them what getting carried away looked like.

"Junior, you're too amazing! You've already won twice right after starting!"

"Yeah, Junior, you're practically the God of Gambling reincarnated."

Shen Qian laughed heartily.

"Call me the French Gambling God, Pierre Carson." As he spoke, he stretched out a foot, imitating a foreigner's awkward accent.

"Polish my shoes."

This scene amused the other three at the table. They laughed while simultaneously exchanging glances with each other.

For the next several rounds, Shen Qian kept winning. These three had decent skills, feeding tiles quite cleverly. Each time, just when Shen Qian felt he was about to lose, they'd precisely feed him a tile, allowing him to turn defeat into victory.

But such victories didn't last long.

"Mahjong!" The Club President won first. After winning, she happily turned to Shen Qian.

"Still want me to polish your shoes?"

"Don't get cocky! I just got careless for a moment, didn't dodge in time. Again, again!"

For the next several consecutive rounds, Shen Qian kept losing. He knew that, given his current skill level, these three could already control his wins and losses.

Before, he kept winning; now, he kept losing. Probably after losing two or three more rounds, he'd start winning again.

In gambling-type competitions, experts use this method to constantly tug at the opponent's emotions, making them reach a threshold and become addicted.

It's like a game: win a few rounds, lose one; win a few, lose one; then lose several in a row.

This is actually the addiction mechanism game companies use to keep players in the game as long as possible. After all, no one would keep playing a game they always lose.

"This thing is a lot like a scumbag! scumbags also constantly play with a girl's emotions through hot-and-cold tactics or other methods, slowly making the girl addicted to them.

Indeed, understanding the world is all learning; master one thing, and you master many."

"Lost again! Can you even play? We've been playing mahjong for so long, and you still feed a winning tile?"

Shen Qian frowned, complaining unhappily.

"Sorry, Junior, I didn't mean to."

Being complained at like this by Shen Qian, the other party showed no sign of anger, which extinguished Shen Qian's fire.

"It's fine, Senior. Sorry, I got a bit carried away. Maybe I should take a break first, rest a bit before playing again."

"Alright, let's play one more round. After this round, you can rest."

Shen Qian nodded, thinking to himself,

"I'm afraid after this round, I won't be able to leave the table."

Just as he expected, he won.

"Hahahaha, mahjong! Finally won!"

"Alright, Junior Shen, you go rest for a bit now."

"Tsk, Senior, how can you be like this? I just won one round and you're making me leave."

Unconsciously, the afternoon passed. When Shen Qian left the activity classroom, it was already evening. Yet, basically everyone looked excited, with only a hint of fatigue.

"Senior, I'll head off now."

After playing mahjong all afternoon, these three hadn't done anything else, but they'd made him do quite a few push-ups and squats. Since the other party was so patient, Shen Qian naturally couldn't rush things.

Although he'd spent the whole afternoon, Shen Qian wasn't entirely without gains. At least, the skills column now included mahjong.

"How about it, Junior, tired?"

Feng Qinmian's sudden closeness caught Shen Qian off guard.

"It's okay, and I didn't lose badly either—I won many rounds!"

"Right? Mahjong is quite interesting. Come on, Junior, let's go eat together."

"Together?"

"Is it inconvenient?"

"No, no, it's fine. It's just... Senior, you're so beautiful. I'm afraid there might be rumors if we eat together."

"Don't worry. In school, except during holidays or power outages, news about Campus Belles or School Hunks can't spread for more than three days."

As soon as Shen Qian and Feng Qinmian entered the cafeteria, many people noticed them. Handsome guy, beautiful girl—undoubtedly very eye-catching.

Feng Qinmian went to buy food, and Shen Qian soon received a message.

"You didn't keep your word! You said you'd string Du Xixi along, but you ended up getting together with Feng Qinmian!"

Shen Qian looked around and, sure enough, saw Xie Wan eating alone in a corner.

"Xiao Wan, that's a bit unreasonable. We just finished a club activity and are eating together. How is that 'getting together'?

Besides, Du Xixi isn't even here."

"Stay away from her."

Looking at the message, Shen Qian's expression turned playful.

"This girl is probably jealous."

Thinking this, he replied again:

"Heh, I won't."

Joking, he wasn't a simp. Why should he listen to her? Just because they'd kissed?

A Neck-kissing friendship isn't a Guan-Bao friendship. Even if it becomes a Guan-Bao friendship later, that still wouldn't be a reason for her to boss him around.

"Fine!"

The other party replied with just this one word. Shen Qian laughed. With just this, she thought she could threaten him?

Feng Qinmian soon returned. Shen Qian looked at the uniform vegetables on her tray and asked,

"Senior, dieting? Why eat so plainly?"

"Not dieting. My family's financial situation isn't great, and my living expenses are limited, so I have to save a bit on food."

"Huh?"

Her frank admission of being poor was beyond Shen Qian's expectations.

"Junior, you won't look down on your senior because she's poor, will you?"

"Of course not. Hardship is only temporary; life will always get better."

Just as they were talking, Xie Wan carried her tray and sat down next to Shen Qian—without any warning or communication, just sat down.

"Xie Wan?"

Feng Qinmian and Xie Wan were in the same year, and both had the Campus Belle title, so they naturally knew each other.

"You... know Junior Shen?"

"No, I'm just here to eat. You chat, don't mind me."

Xie Wan's voice was icy cold. She picked up a peanut with her chopsticks from her tray, then put it down.

"Junior, do you have a Girlfriend?"

"He does. Not only does he have a Girlfriend, he also has two pursuers. If you want to chase him, you'd be fourth in line."

Feng Qinmian looked awkwardly at Xie Wan, then at Shen Qian. Shen Qian could only awkwardly twitch the corner of his mouth.

"Senior Xie is right. I do have a Girlfriend, and also pursuers. I'm considering how to reject them."

"Junior is quite a loyal person."

"Heh, he's not loyal at all. When he has nothing to do, he kisses other girls, getting saliva all over their faces and necks."

Shen Qian looked at Xie Wan. He admitted he was shocked. He hadn't expected Xie Wan to act like this. Was her jealousy this intense?