42: Chapter 42 This donkey has no sense of boundaries.

Pushing me again? Pushing my ass! Shen Weiyue felt like he was about to break.

Liang Yuting had confiscated his Saturday evening break time, and now Zhao the Fox and Ning Xi were going to butcher his Sunday time.

They were trying to completely transform him into a heartless learning machine; it was like forcing an honest person into prostitution.

"Fox, Boss Xi, too much is as bad as too little; you need to balance tension and relaxation..."

"Master Shen, there are only twenty-some days left. Just endure it, and it will pass. We're doing this for your own good."

Ning Xi smiled, revealing two shallow dimples, her pair of small fangs making her look like a little devil.

Zhao Qingyan was in a very good mood today, so for once, she spoke a bit more, glancing at Shen Weiyue: "Shen Weiyue, 'The mountain is high and peaks at the sky,' you should have the realization that comes with taking such a name."

"What do you mean 'The mountain is high and peaks at the sky'? Du Fu's 'Gazing at the Mountain' puts it well: 'I shall ascend the mountain's peak, to see all other mountains as small.' If you don't ascend to the peak, why take this name?"

"Fox, don't be like this, I can't handle it."

"Dare to take the name but not live up to it?"

"No, it's just that I feel if I maintain my current grades, I should have a good chance of getting into Jianghai University..."

"That's still not safe. You'd better place in the top five of the grade. If you don't believe me, go ask Teacher Han."

Zhao Qingyan couldn't stand his mentality of being easily satisfied with mediocrity. In her heart, she wished he would get into Tsinghua or Peking University, even if it were just the worst major.

But that was truly asking too much, so she settled for second best, hoping Shen Weiyue would get into Renmin University of China. Renmin University of China was in the capital, after all.

Ning Xi also had her own little schemes. She didn't know when it started, but she discovered that Shen Weiyue was actually quite interesting, and the desire to continue interacting with him grew stronger.

It would be best to get into the same university and be classmates for another four years. The two girls, holding the idea of different paths leading to the same destination, were in perfect agreement about urging him to study and spurring him on, leaving Shen Weiyue unable to cope.

After all, no one could easily refuse two pretty female classmates, especially when they were offering to help you without asking for anything in return. Sigh, study it is; learning knows no bounds.

At noon.

The Fox seemed to be in an exceptionally good mood; she actually took the initiative to push her plate toward him, signaling him to pick and choose as he pleased.

"Shen Weiyue, have you ever thought about applying to Renmin University of China?" Zhao Qingyan asked casually while they were eating.

Shen Weiyue was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said: "No, I'm prioritizing Jianghai University. If I can't get into Jianghai University, I'll choose a school in that area."

"Why? Isn't Renmin University of China better than Jianghai University?"

"You won't believe it if I say it, but Jiangnan has a fateful calling for me. I need to go there to do something very important."

Shen Weiyue divided some spare ribs onto his own plate. Zhao Qingyan asked again: "What kind of thing is so important? Does it involve a person?"

"Eh? You're amazing. Do you know Fortune-telling too?"

"Is it a man or a woman?"

"A woman."

"..." Zhao Qingyan suddenly turned cold, scraping all the ribs from his plate back onto her own: "Eat my ass, don't eat anymore."

"Uh, what are you doing?" Shen Weiyue didn't understand. "You can't finish it anyway. Wouldn't it be a waste to throw it away later?"

"None of your business. I just suddenly don't want to let you eat it."

"Fine, you eat first. If you can't finish, I'll eat the leftovers..."

Before Shen Weiyue could finish, he saw Zhao the Fox take a small bite of every single rib. After biting them all, she glared at him aggressively, as if to say: "I've eaten all of them. Let's see how you eat the leftovers now?"

Shen Weiyue wanted to say something but stopped. Why was this woman so petty... no, so childish?

"Fox, why do you want me to apply to Renmin University of China? Renmin University of China is in the capital, and so are Tsinghua and Peking... Hiss, don't tell me you have feelings for me?"

"Heh, stop being narcissistic. I just think it's nice to have a friend to relieve boredom when I'm lonely. I don't have as many tricks up my sleeve as you."

It was rare for Zhao Qingyan to lower her head while speaking. That gentleness when she lowered her head was like a flower... uh, she was just drinking soup.

Director Shen cursed himself for overthinking, then smiled and said: "I see. Actually, distance isn't a problem. We can add each other on QQ or something and chat online anytime. Or, during the holidays, I can go to the capital and visit your school."

"We are good friends. If you need me, I will be there."

Such words made Zhao Qingyan feel inexplicably better, but in the end, she couldn't let go of her anger, so she asked again: "Are you going to Jiangnan to find an online girlfriend?"

"No, when would I have time to be online? It's just a psychological obsession. Listen to me recite this: 'Jiangnan is a land of beauty, Jinling is a land of emperors...'"

"'The southeast is a place of victory, the capital of the three Wu, Qiantang has been prosperous since ancient times. Misty willows and painted bridges, wind curtains and emerald screens, scattered among a hundred thousand households...'"

"'With a hundred thousand strings of cash around the waist, riding a crane to Yangzhou...'"

Zhao Qingyan listened and began to get the gist of it, despising him: "Oh, so you like Jiangnan beauties and want to have a romantic encounter? I couldn't tell, Sect Leader Yue, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, you're actually a lecher at heart."

"No, no, how can you slander an innocent person out of thin air? I just said I like the Feng Shui there. You know, I know a little bit about Fortune-telling."

Zhao Qingyan was silent for a moment, then said seriously: "Then let me ask one more thing: if your grades were good enough for Tsinghua or Peking, would you still go to Jianghai University?"

"Uh, that stumps me. If that were really the case, everyone would stop me, right? But it's impossible; this is the extent of my current ability."

Shen Weiyue didn't say anything definitive, giving Zhao Qingyan the illusion that there was still room for maneuver, so her mood improved a little again.

She ate for a while, then put down her chopsticks and wiped her mouth elegantly.

"Full?"

"Mm."

"Then I won't stand on ceremony."

Shen Weiyue finished speaking and immediately scraped all the remaining ribs onto his own plate. Zhao Qingyan was caught off guard and exclaimed: "I've bitten those!"

"I don't mind." Shen Weiyue was already gnawing on a rib.

"I mind!" Zhao Qingyan frowned, a bit flustered. "How can you be so shameless? I've already eaten from them..."

"Waste is shameful!" Shen Weiyue was unmoved, even pointing at the propaganda slogan posted on the wall: "'Who knows that the food on the plate, each grain is hard-earned.'"

"Zhao the Fox, I am accumulating virtue for you; you should be thanking me."

Zhao Qingyan was speechless. Meeting such a thick-skinned person, anything she said seemed powerless.

It had to be said that when it came to messing with people's heads, Shen Weiyue was a professional.

She watched him happily gnawing on the bones, feeling flustered for the first time in her life. She angrily scolded: "You must be a dog, Shen the Dog!"

"Pfft, do you think there are few people who curse me as Shen the Dog behind my back?"

Shen Weiyue even said with a grin: "Those bastards in class are jealous that I have the School Beauty tutoring me, so they've long been cursing me as Shen the Dog behind my back."

"I really can't take it anymore!"

Zhao Qingyan picked up her plate and left, defeated by Shen Weiyue's mentality.

So, during their noon nap, she decided not to fan Shen the Donkey, but after a while, seeing him sweating from the heat, her heart softened, and she started fanning him again.

They were friends, after all; she shouldn't be so petty. But this dog of a donkey really had no sense of boundaries.