'fun', hence their surprise upon seeing him.Wang Weiwei was not like the two siblings of the Lin family who were distant; some officials' children would occasionally approach him, some clinging to hi...The Third Volume To That Distant Place Chapter Ten Disrupting the Event

"Brother Dongjian, you absolutely must take part in this. Otherwise, I truly wouldn't be able to explain it to others. Look at me for arranging the best lineup for your class during the freshmen cup competition," Wang Dongjian pleaded with Su Chen in his dorm room. "I'll tell you, a department head from the student council specially invited me out for a meal and told me about this. Within our sports department alone, there are so many girls who want to meet you, I've guaranteed it! You can't let their saliva drown me, right If it were saliva, at least that would be blissful. What's scary is phlegm!"

Li Han, who was chomping on an egg pancake with a bottle of Coke in hand, lifted his head and said, "Wang Dongjian, do you have to be so disgusting"

Wang Dongjian made a sheepish expression before sitting eagerly at Su Chen's desk again. Su Chen's table was piled high with books including Nan Da's self-published ones. Wang Dongjian straightened them all out and smiled at Su Chen, showing off his white teeth.

Su Chen couldn't concentrate on reading anymore and had to look up and say, "The key point is that it's the Arts Institute's activity gala. What am I going there for"

Xiao Xu, whose heart was stirred by Wang Dongjian's talk about the girls in the sports department, made a face and said, "That might be because you've been hyping yourself up to others, right Others don't know you're our dorm building's floor leader. So that’s why the Arts Institute approached the student council. Through the student council, they got Wang Dongjian here to talk to Su Chen. But let me get back on topic—those beauties in your sports department: Zhang Lin or Lu Wei They are both called the Queen of Beautiful Legs in your sports department."

Xiao Xu was drooling a bit as he talked about those two girls, who were famous beauties from the sports department's external relations division. According to rumors, they were two of the top flowers between the sports and arts departments: one did track events while the other was in film production—both naturally slender and beautiful. They even modeled for magazines, making them well-known beauties on campus. To a guy like him who loved technology and stayed at home all day, these girls were huge temptations. Tang Wu, another big temptation for many people living south of campus on the 17th floor, was now Su Chen's girlfriend. Hearing about this from Wang Dongjian made Xiao Xu even more envious and resentful towards Su Chen. "Wang Dongjian, you're pretty damn good-looking." Wang Dongjian glared at Xiao Xu, who was the only one he could glare at in the entire dorm. Zhang Xiaqiao didn't have to deal with such trivial matters because of his father's status as a professor; Su Chen was also untouchable. As for Li Han, Wang Dongjian couldn't beat him either. He had no choice but to target Xiao Xu. Then he continued to look at Su Chen and said, "I don’t know what they're thinking, so I’m waiting for the Great Hero Su to take the stage and resolve everything."

Wang Dongjian lit a cigarette, rubbed it thoughtfully, then said, "Moreover, if you go there this time, will we treat you badly The sports department’s head has already promised. If you show up, you'll definitely be a VIP guest at the scene. You're treated like royalty. If the Arts Institute doesn't arrange things properly and still wants support for their future galas, I won’t agree either."

"I’m not part of the student council; I don't hold any position there, nor am I connected to that school department in any way. The only small title I have is class president, and even then, it’s just a guest role. If you want me to be one, please leave this room, and remember to close the door behind you." Su Chen couldn’t help but laugh at Wang Dongjian’s absurdity. He thought to himself that things were getting complicated in this ivory tower as the Arts Institute was using student council connections to get Wang Dongjian to talk him into attending their event. It truly showed how China's society relied on personal relationships, even within semi-socialized university environments.

Recently, Su Chen had received many invitations, actually increasing at a proportional rate with his entire dorm’s number of invites. There were some simple yet solemn dance parties held in the old teaching building’s common classrooms; some association activities, tea party events by the Tea Culture Club, and ribbon-cutting ceremonies for anime associations.

Liang Han had joined an acrobatics club, originally a marginal position he didn’t even contact throughout the semester. Now he was constantly receiving calls from association presidents or chairmen assigning him tasks: "Your dorm’s members must all attend our activity. No excuses; if you ask why, just come and see for yourself. This is confidential."

But Li Han had never answered those association president calls again.

"So what Are you saying that being exposed by the media makes it okay to be treated equally with their department leaders Do you have such qualifications" Wang Dongjian took two big puffs from his cigarette, looking anxious and guilty as he said, "Su Chen, I admit that my handling of this was unfair. At its core, this is about me wanting face. But I realize now, it's not appropriate to put you in a position like this. Fine, if you don’t want to go, I’ll handle it."

Seeing Wang Dongjian getting ready to leave after saying that, Su Chen said, "No repeats next time."

The Arts Institute’s department gala was indeed very lively and bustling. It was supposedly a celebration for the institute's anniversary or something similar; but Su Chen only attended as a guest with no intention of remembering it. Yet sitting in the VIP seats at the grand hall, looking back to see the crowded audience inside the new art building that had been lobbied for by the Arts Institute and finally constructed this year, still gave him a sense of superiority.

The department student union knew that Su Cen was coming over and could feel the enthusiasm. Very soon, Su Cen received a call from the school's student union "aggressive phone." It turned out to be Wang Dongjian who had given this task to someone else due to his excitement. The person in charge of the student union is a third-year senior, rumored to be the first alternate main character of the school debate team. However, even such an important figure couldn't hide his excitement when talking with Su Cen about specific matters on the phone. As for the Party Branch Secretary of the college who's around forty years old and a department leader, he was also very sincere when meeting Su Cen, not putting on airs but still sizing him up from head to toe.

Su Cen found his target among the crowd; Tang Wu greeted him with her gaze and waved her delicate hand. However, this gesture quickly lost its spotlight as Tong Tong waved at Su Cen like she was holding a large flag, making it hard for them not to notice her when she bent down. Ruan Sige whispered into her ear, lowering her eyes slightly, "Do you really need to wave so dramatically, as if you're a brave flag bearer Are you afraid that all the handsome guys in the Film and Television Arts College won't see you Besides, even with Su Cen here, isn’t everyone's focus still on Tang Xiaowu"

This was an unusual social gathering. Invited by the Film and Television Arts College to attend their evening event, Su Cen had informed Tang Wu beforehand, allowing them to continue dating at school. They walked through small paths together, watched short films, and were like any other university couple. Yet, they hadn't attended such a special event together before, with the highlight being Su Cen's invited guest status.

Tang Wu was free that day, and since news had leaked out about her attending, all four of Tang Wu’s dorm mates along with Ruan Sige and several friends from other colleges who met Su Cen at the beginning of the school year also joined in. They sat behind them, pointing out the beautiful boys and girls of the Film and Television Arts College while admiring the front row guests—especially Su Cen.

Su Cen's dorm mates like Zhang Xiaqiao were a few rows back, with limited space on the VIP seats up front. Therefore, it was quite odd to see Su Cen sitting alongside many important leaders of the Film and Television Arts College. Many people were looking at this young man, wondering who he was; could he be someone as high-profile as the student union president

However, after seeing him chatting and laughing with department cadres and leaders, few would doubt his presence in that seat.

Tang Wu's slim face glowed under the lights. The lively scene naturally made her emotions warm up too. Most importantly, watching Su Cen’s back from the front row gave her a strange sense of warmth, thinking how good it looked seeing him shine so brightly. There was also a bit of hidden pride inside every girl.

Is he really my man Tang Wu sometimes asked herself in doubt.

Though life was still long and the path ahead vast, she couldn't help but affirmatively say “yes” deep down.

"The Film and Television Arts College is indeed professional. The evening event is prepared quite elegantly," commented Cheng Congcong sitting beside her. It wasn’t easy to please Cheng Congcong who was very picky, as this gala was much more grandiose than those of other colleges, comparable to large-scale school events. This was partly due to the newly built art hall supporting the event.

"I knew Wang Dongjian would only care about appearances and deliver on our fifth-row promise," said Xiao Xu while pointing at Su Cen in the front row who stood out prominently.

Many people naturally didn't know who he was, so they found it a bit odd to see such a young face among the older ones sitting in the first row of VIP seats.

The student union members and cadres, after setting up everything, started whispering and pointing at Su Cen. Some were curious about his identity while others with inside information exchanged whispers, causing many faces to change expressions: some surprised, some delighted, others bewildered. All of them turned their heads towards him.

"Who is that person Why is he sitting in the VIP seats" The Film and Television Arts College's assistant counselor and student union sports department external relations officer Lu Wei asked, noticing the eye-catching Su Cen.

She recognized this boy from a chance encounter at the library when she scolded him for being one of those perverted men who peek at women. Her emotions fluctuated greatly; she could be gentle with someone but also bluntly criticize others without mercy, especially as an official beauty who was pampered by many people, making her not easy to deal with and prone to mood swings.

Seeing Su Cen boasting in the VIP section, her mood immediately soured.

A staunch friend of the student union standing by her side saw Lu Wei's cold demeanor and thought that the boy was probably in trouble, saying, "I don't know either. It's quite strange. When I finished over here just now, I saw him sitting there. He really is very considerate, right Don’t tell me he’s a faculty counselor"

"A faculty counselor my foot! I know all of the counselors in this college. Really don't know what those guys on the student union side are up to; their arrangements are terrible," Lu Wei snorted and turned her head, addressing an associate director who was around forty years old with a respectful tone, "Please wait for a moment, I'll go arrange it." Although she used polite language, there wasn’t any smile on her face. The associate dean had just arrived at the auditorium but found that all of the front-row seats were occupied. His interest in participating in this departmental celebration was low to begin with. If not for Lu Wei’s presence,

Su Can saw Lu Wei walking straight toward him, and upon seeing her, he immediately recalled meeting her before. However, when she approached aggressively, his eyes narrowed.

When she reached in front of him, Lu Wei started off by asking, "What year are you Why are you sitting here Isn’t anyone managing this Where is the student union"

The student union had arranged for Su Can to be backstage as they seemed to have designated him as today’s host. The managers at the edge of the auditorium were either not qualified to ask, or could manage but were intimidated by Lu Wei's aggressive attitude; after all, these people were all college students with varying mental capacities.

Su Can looked around and said, "Aren’t those over there from your student union"

"Don't dodge the question," she glared at him. "I want to know why you're sitting here. What class are you in"

Lu Wei clearly wasn’t patient with him; her sharp tongue had already taught Su Can a lesson back when they first met at the library, and he was still fresh from that encounter. He could only reply, "Strictly speaking, I'm not your college’s student, but you assigned me to be here."

Su Can restrained himself from using the term "invited," which sounded pretentious.

"Not our college" Lu Wei frowned and turned her head as if to look at someone on the periphery. She said with a disgruntled expression, "What do these guys from the student union do all day long anyway"

She then noticed something else and raised an eyebrow, staring directly at Su Can. “Why are you looking at me”

Su Can was slightly startled and answered, "Respecting someone is about maintaining eye contact when talking to them; do I have a problem in doing so"

Lu Wei’s appearance wasn’t what could be called beautiful. At least compared with Tang Wu, she fell short by quite a bit. But her aura was good—Su Can had been instantly attracted upon seeing her at the library back then because of her resemblance to Tang Wu in terms of aura. She was also considered one of those long-legged beauties by many male students behind her back, and naturally it was due to her figure that could have made her a model for magazines.

Having such qualities made her very popular; Lu Wei had seen too many men like Su Can who couldn’t resist beautiful women. She found this extremely annoying. She especially disliked people who did something wrong yet still gossiped about others, which was why those wandering "ghosts" in the Nan Da Library could only look at girls from afar.

She pointed her finger at him and threatened to put pressure on him. But the way she did this made all of Su Can’s roommates stand up as if they were going to intervene for their friend, thinking that she was about to take action against Su Can.

"Don’t give me any backtalk; I’m warning you, who let you sit here today will be responsible!"

Su Can was also frustrated and half-closed his eyes, staring at her. "Do you mean I should leave"

"What else do you want Do you still want to be served tea, Master"

This term of endearment reminded Su Can of something Liu Rui had said on the phone, but while that was warm, this one made him angry.

Little did they know that their confrontation caused a great commotion among the surrounding student council members, with many showing surprise.

The people behind Tang Wu's dormitory were laughing so hard they bent over. It was funny to see Su Can being publicly challenged for once.

"Alright, I really don't want to sit here," Su Can got up from his seat, causing several nearby students to look at him, and the student council members immediately felt a chill.

However, Su Can naturally didn’t leave directly. After all, along with him were some of Tang Wu's dormmates and their friends who had come over. If he left now, it would be awkward. Su Can walked straight to where Tang Wu was sitting, and immediately someone made room for him next to Tang Wu.

Many people noticed this move, but paid even more attention to Tang Wu.

Cheng Congcong smiled when Su Can sat down, saying, "Su Can, it’s not your fault that you’re angry. That’s Lu Wei from the renowned Film and Media Department, a thorny purple jasmine."

Su Can felt depressed as Tang Wu gently held his left hand. Looking at Tang Wu's gaze passing to him, Su Can felt somewhat relieved but shook his head with a smile, thinking that he had been reborn twice and gone through so much; it was truly unreasonable for him to be depressed over this.

But the previous seat really wasn’t suitable for him. Only the one next to Tang Wu made him feel at ease. He also thought that it was just a beautiful misunderstanding—if he hadn't met Tang Wu again in his life, he might have felt nostalgic seeing someone similar to Lu Wei in this school's library.

Only after making room for the department leaders did Lu Wei find time to trace Su Can’s movements with her sly eyes and saw him sitting next to a beautiful girl, holding her hand.

In that moment, believing Su Can was one of the many hopeless spirits in the university library who could only admire beautiful women from afar, Lu Wei's mind short-circuited.

She knew how popular girls like Tang Wu were at this university. So when the first prize “toad” she had picked suddenly held hands with a golden swan, she felt defeated all of a sudden.

But then she immediately grew wary.

She saw that girl next to the man gently lifting her sharp and pretty chin, looking at her with an icy-cold and knife-like gaze.

It was like Siberian cold waves descending, giving her a chilling electric sensation down her spine.duled for Sunday at the Fourth City Garden Restaurant. Su Can felt uneasy about this.A trapSu Can smiled in the mirror. If Mu Ji really set up such a trap to target him, she overestimated herself.Perh...