It was him, the boy she had mistaken.
His name is "Yan Heng"!
Wait, could this be the Yan Heng that Xu Baoying mentioned, the one who caused the fallout between Murong Beichen and Ling Yiming?
He had his back to her, bending over to move a large box. His white shirt was slightly sheer, clinging to his body. Zhu Yaya had good eyesight and could faintly make out the shape of his waist. When he straightened up, she noticed those long legs encased in faded light blue jeans.
So tall! Zhu Yaya secretly stole a few more glances. By her estimate, he must be over 180 cm, with a slender waist and long legs. When he was sitting earlier, she hadn't sensed he was this tall.
What a pity, such a good-looking guy isn't the male lead?
Zhu Yaya suddenly felt a bit of frustrated disappointment.
Since it was still morning, and she had just made a fool of herself in his class, Zhu Yaya stood there, not daring to say a word.
The boy seemed rather indifferent to everything. He didn't even look up, paying no attention to whether the customer was male or female. After weighing the watermelon, he stuck the price tag directly on it, bagged it, and handed it to Zhu Yaya.
Zhu Yaya checked the price and quickly handed over the money she had ready.
He took the money and gave her change.
Not a single word was exchanged during the entire transaction.
Zhu Yaya: ...So cold.
As she turned to leave, she didn't notice the boy suddenly looking up and glancing at her.
When she got home, she didn't see Zhao Jing, only Zhu Jianjun was there. He hurriedly cooked a few dishes, then left without even eating. While putting on his shoes earlier, he hadn't forgotten to remind her: "Mom is on night shift, and Dad still has work to do here too. I'll be back very late tonight. After you finish eating later, go back to your room and do your homework, okay? Leave the dishes for Dad to wash. And don't open the door for just anyone!"
Zhu Yaya thought about Zhu Jianjun and Zhao Jing's professions and understood.
Zhu Jianjun took another look at the two small watermelons Zhu Yaya had brought back: "Why did you buy watermelon?"
"Suddenly felt like eating it," Zhu Yaya said matter-of-factly.
Zhu Jianjun didn't pursue it and left in a hurry.
After finishing dinner and her homework, Zhu Yaya lay in bed, continuing to think about the plot of the book------
The next day, Xu Chun went to the cafeteria of Scott High School to get food. She was full of curiosity about everything here. The cafeteria was very crowded. She thought maybe the food here was particularly good! She waited patiently in line, but then she saw that boy with the cool multicolored hair actually cutting in line. Cutting in line is a despicable act. Xu Chun couldn't tolerate it anymore and rushed forward, 'You jerk, how dare you cut in line in broad daylight!'...
"Congratulations on successfully unlocking the second melon-eating mission on your own. Please arrive at the first floor of the Scott High School cafeteria before 12:30 PM tomorrow to observe the first confrontation between the male and female leads and eat melon." The system's voice suddenly chimed in.
Good grief, it's Teacher Li Lihong's voice again!
Zhu Yaya silently pulled out a bag of potato chips and ate them with loud crunches.
Zhu Jianjun and Zhao Jing returned home very late. They still weren't back by the time Zhu Yaya went to sleep. But the next morning at six o'clock sharp, Zhu Yaya once again heard the familiar pounding on the door and Zhu Jianjun's loud voice------
"Ya Bao, get up, come run with Dad!" Zhu Yaya, with her hair a wild mess like straw, made a bitter face and just wanted to yell: For crying out loud.
After the run, Zhu Yaya took a quick shower, bit into the steamed bun Zhao Jing had made, slung her backpack over her shoulder, took the pre-cut watermelon fruit box from last night, and hurried excitedly to school.
"Bestie, how did you know I was just craving watermelon?" Xu Baoying, sharp-eyed, spotted the watermelon in the transparent fruit box inside Zhu Yaya's backpack and reached out a eager hand.
Zhu Yaya clutched her backpack tightly, refusing: "This isn't for just anyone to eat."
"Oh? Does it have some special purpose?" Xu Baoying asked curiously.
"This... is the important magic weapon for my future overnight riches, billionaire status, marrying a tall, rich, and handsome man, and reaching the peak of life." Zhu Yaya smiled mysteriously.
During the last three minutes before the lunch bell, Zhu Yaya had already secretly reached into her backpack and gotten the fruit box ready.
"One hundred eighty, one hundred seventy-nine, one hundred seventy-eight, one hundred seventy-seven..." Zhu Yaya counted down in her heart.
As a "senior sister" who had survived the college entrance exams, Zhu Yaya knew full well that the cafeteria food was hardest to get right after the lunch bell. Only those who were always prepared and single-mindedly fast could receive the cafeteria auntie's favor, get the tasty dishes, and snag the best seats.
The moment the teacher's mouth uttered the two words that summarized the entire lesson's key points—"Class dismissed"—Zhu Yaya, shedding all the irritation from Zhu Jianjun's morning running urging, instantly transformed into a "tornado" and "fleet-footed missile." Taking two steps at a time, clutching the fruit box, she shot out of the classroom and headed straight for the cafeteria.
Xu Baoying, who had just been about to ask her deskmate what to eat, was left bewildered. Where did she go?!!
"Auntie, one serving of braised pork ribs, one serving of minced meat eggplant, thank you." Less than half a minute later, Zhu Yaya's figure appeared at the first window on the first floor of the cafeteria. She spoke rapidly and without panting, adding, "A little more rice, please."
Yesterday, combining the wisdom of the masses on the school forum with her own on-the-ground investigation of the cafeteria, she had concluded that the best dish at Scott High School's cafeteria was the braised pork ribs, and the auntie with the steadiest hand was at the first window, among other important findings.
Zhu Yaya comfortably sat at a cafeteria table near the edge, convenient for observing, feeling an inexplicable pride and smugness as she ate her meal and watched her classmates suffering in the long lines.
By the time she was almost finished eating, she finally spotted, within the vast sea of people, the female lead Xu Chun with her delicate features and stubborn expression, and also saw the colorful school bully male lead Murong Beichen. He wore ripped jeans, standing out uniquely in the crowd.
Zhu Yaya excitedly bit down on the tip of her chopstick. The plot was about to begin!!!
Sure enough, what happened next unfolded just like the plot: the school bully male lead cut in line, the kind-hearted female lead stepped in to stop him, and sparks flew between them. Zhu Yaya didn't even bother with the last braised pork rib on her plate. She directly picked up the fruit box in one hand, grabbed her chopsticks with the other to spear a piece of watermelon, and started walking while eating, moving closer to the male and female leads, quietly fulfilling her vital role as a melon-eating onlooker.
"You're despicable! You're shameless! You're obscene!" Xu Chun fumed indignantly.
"How am I despicable? How am I shameless? How am I obscene?!" Murong Beichen was brazenly thick-skinned.
Some of the surrounding spectators left.
"You are despicable! You are shameless! You are obscene!"
"How exactly am I despicable? How exactly am I obscene? How exactly am I shameless?!"
Half of the onlookers left.
"Ahhh, I don't care! You are, are despicable! You are, are shameless! You are, are obscene!"
"How on earth am I, am I despicable, I......"
...
Ms. Zhu Yaya, a representative of the melon-eating crowd, expressed that hearing this dialogue made her feel weary and despairing. Additionally, the watermelon had been in the sealed fruit box for too long and had started to taste a bit off. Zhu Yaya could only be grateful that it wasn't the middle of a scorching summer.
Xu Chun and Murong Beichen argued for half an hour, which finally ended with Murong Beichen giving a devilishly charming smile and saying, "Is this your latest trick to get my attention? Well, you've succeeded," and Xu Chun storming off in a huff.
Zhu Yaya was the only spectator who stubbornly stuck around to watch the drama until the very end. She thought with a touch of despair, no wonder the system had to find people and force them to serve as an audience for this.
But the next moment, she was fully revived and re-energized.
She heard the voice she had been longing for and dreaming of most——
