Yan Heng was in charge of grilling, and Zhu Yaya was in charge of eating. Their division of labor was perfectly clear. Zhu Yaya's face quickly turned into a messy canvas.
Yan Heng also ate the barbecue, but he wasn't nearly as messy as Zhu Yaya. Looking at her like this, the corners of his lips curled up slightly. "Eat slowly, no one is going to snatch it from you."
He even pulled a few tissues from the tissue box and wiped Zhu Yaya's mouth. "Be careful of getting internal heat. The seasonings here are quite spicy and stimulating, which easily causes inflammation. Excessive intake might even lead to bodily disorders."
Zhu Yaya seriously suspected that Yan Heng had some sort of affiliation with WebMD. She even wondered if he had worked a temp job at a hospital.
"Got it, it's not like I eat this every day."
Thanks to Yan Heng, Zhu Yaya ate very happily. The others, however, were a different story.
Shen Wandan looked at the little grease spots and seasoning stains scattered across the wedding dress she was wearing. Her dress had quickly become filthy. Furthermore, since the dress had a trailing hem, she hadn't taken more than a few steps before the barbecue when she noticed her skirt had been torn by dead branches, fallen leaves, and bushes on the ground, and was now covered in dirt.
What infuriated Shen Wandan even more was that Murong Beichen and Xu Chun were sitting right at the grill opposite her. Shen Wandan had to watch helplessly as her crush flirted with another girl.
She had originally intended to use this spring outing to fully display her charm and make Murong Beichen deeply attracted to her. But she never expected to end up in such a miserable state.
Shen Wandan was so angry that she tightly gripped her wedding dress, wrinkling the skirt in her fists.
Xu Chun, just you wait!
Everyone ate and drank until their stomachs were mostly full. Qiao Wei and Chang Wen then called on everyone to clean up the area.
After cleaning up, they moved en masse to a grassy lawn. Dropping their usual formalities, everyone just sat directly on the grass and chatted. The atmosphere was quite nice.
At this moment, Shen Wandan had a sudden inspiration. She gathered the hem of her wedding dress, tilted her chin up, and walked to the center of the crowd.
It was hard not to notice Shen Wandan in that outfit. Zhu Yaya squinted slightly, watching to see what kind of scene she would cause. Would it trigger a system mission? Thinking of this, Zhu Yaya's heart grew eager.
Wearing her dirty wedding dress, Shen Wandan looked proud and even gave a princess curtsy. "Hello everyone, I am Shen * Youhuameng * Bingmeigui * Lingshangru'ai * Jingleimoyangyunxiaocanshangya * Liuliaimenglianlei * Bingxueshanglimomeng * Aiyingmomiao * Luoliqinyiyu from Class One, Grade Two. Next, I would like to perform a song for you all."
Zhu Yaya heard a group of boys howling in excitement.
A boy carrying a guitar even darted out. "Goddess Dandan, let me accompany you! What are you going to perform?"
Shen Wandan gave a noble and glamorous smile and waved to the boy. Under the jealous gazes of the other boys, he leaned in close to her. Shen Wandan bent her noble body and moved her lips beside the boy's ear.
The boy suddenly understood and looked at Shen Wandan with a face full of admiration.
Shen Wandan tugged at her skirt. "Thank you."
Zhu Yaya: ...Emmmm, this English accent...
But she still heard the praises from Shen Wandan's group of simps---
"Wow, that's a standard London accent~"
Zhu Yaya: ...
Don't try to fool me just because you think I haven't watched British dramas!
Just this? Just this?
A standard London accent, my foot!
*Spits*
Alright, Shen Wandan was ready to sing. She took a deep breath and finally began to sing---
"Good morning, good morning, how are you? I'm fine. Thanks. How are you..."
Zhu Yaya almost died laughing.
Wait, isn't this the English song from her primary school textbook?
Sure enough, one shouldn't hold any illusions about Shen Wandan!
Yet, that group of boys all had intoxicated expressions on their faces, as if they were listening to the sounds of nature.
Zhu Yaya sighed, suddenly feeling a sense of loneliness. Smart people are always lonely indeed!
After finishing the song, Shen Wandan looked down with great satisfaction at the intoxicated or amazed expressions of the crowd, except for Zhu Yaya, who had a mocking look on her face. As for Yan Heng beside Zhu Yaya, because he always kept a straight face, he was perfectly ignored by Shen Wandan.
Shen Wandan gave a disdainful cold snort. "Classmate Zhu Yaya, do you have any dissatisfaction with the English song I sang?"
Suddenly called out, Zhu Yaya was completely baffled.
What happened?
According to the general tropes of novel plot development, the female supporting character would always go look for trouble with the female lead. Why would she suddenly call out a melon-eating bystander like her?
"No dissatisfaction at all. Classmate Shen Wandan's voice is very sweet," Zhu Yaya said against her conscience.
Shen Wandan didn't buy it, her expression turning cold. "Is that so? I see that Classmate Zhu Yaya seems quite dissatisfied with my performance. Do you want to come up and give everyone a performance as well?"
Zhu Yaya hurriedly waved her hands. "No, no, no, I don't."
"I think you do!" Shen Wandan pressed aggressively.
"No, no, I'm not as versatile and talented as Classmate Shen," Zhu Yaya said, throwing her conscience out the window.
Shen Wandan tilted her chin up, looking proud and highly flattered.
Seeing Shen Wandan's expression and noticing that she didn't seem to be coming after her anymore, Zhu Yaya secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to sit down, she heard a loud female voice from behind---
"Zhu Yaya says she wants to sing too!"
What?!
I am not, I don't, stop talking nonsense!
Zhu Yaya performed a triple denial in her heart.
Then, she turned her head and saw the person who framed her. It was her desk-mate, Xu Baoying!
No wonder she thought the voice sounded so familiar!
Damn it, to think I treated you as a good sister, and you actually treat me like this?
Furious, Zhu Yaya gave Xu Baoying the middle finger.
Xu Baoying stuck out her tongue with an innocent look.
Qiao Wei also seemed to clash with Zhu Yaya; he was very happy to see her out of luck. He smiled like a fox. "Since Classmate Zhu Yaya wants to sing so much, go up boldly and show us! Come on, students, let's give Classmate Zhu Yaya a round of encouraging applause!"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone cooperatively applauded. Thunderous applause rang out.
Zhu Yaya: ...
That's such a dirty trick!
So, did she even have a chance to refuse?
Seeing Zhu Yaya frozen in place, Qiao Wei very "kindly" offered her a suggestion. "Is Classmate Zhu Yaya having trouble thinking of a song to sing? Do you want your teacher to recommend a few? For example, the recently popular 'The Most Beautiful Ethnic Wind' or the children's song 'Drop the Handkerchief'."
Zhu Yaya: ...Hehe.
Yan Heng, sitting beside Zhu Yaya, tilted his head toward her and said in a low voice, "If you don't want to sing, then don't."
A string of little bubbles popped up in the bottom of Zhu Yaya's heart. She just knew that Yan Heng would always consider her feelings. She believed that as long as she said "I don't want to sing," even if countless people pressured her, Yan Heng would protect her and take her away.
"Yan Heng," Zhu Yaya smiled playfully at him, drawing out her words in a sweet, lingering tone. "But... I want to sing a song just for you."
Zhu Yaya noticed the tips of Yan Heng's ears flush red.
