Chapter 270: Truly Headache-Inducing
Xue Shao Hua just finished shooting some footage and sent it all to Ye Liang Chen via his phone. Sometimes it’s not that Xue can’t trust Ye—no, it’s just that Ye’s style is so high-level it would make a ninja jealous. And the confidence on him? Off the charts. It’s like he has everything under control—like, the universe itself bows to his greatness. That inexplicable aura of self-assuredness? That’s the secret weapon Xue gladly plays along with.
Meanwhile, over on another stage.
Ye Liang Chen stands on the podium, grinning with a crooked smile. Suddenly, he closes his eyes, spreads his arms like he’s embracing the universe, tosses his hair back with flair, then slowly retracts his arms as if hugging himself. Then, he opens his eyes again, sweeping a gaze over the front row of female classmates.
Every girl there is biting her lip, hiding her smile and lowering her head shyly. No matter what school you attend, there’s always a few beautiful girls in each department. Today, Ye Chen is simply using his extraordinary charm to flirt with these girls—because, well, as a reincarnated guy with a 28-year soul, sometimes he gets lonely. And he’s not doing much; just casually showcasing his irresistible aura. If they can’t resist and mob him for attention, that’s not his problem. After all, having big charm doesn’t mean girls can’t get jealous of him, right?
He subtly gazes at the prettiest girl in the classroom, smirks confidently, flips his hair, and props his hand under his chin, staring fixedly at her. Not many girls could withstand this love-struck gaze.
Suddenly, his pocket buzzes.
Ye Liang Chen yawns, fishes out his phone, sees that Xue Shao Hua is the sender, and a confident smirk brightens his face even more—he’s got a lead. Opening the message, he sees a few pictures with unmistakable handwriting: Hu Yu Ying.
【Traffic types…】
【Advertising traffic…】
【Monetization should be proactive and direct…】
【Traditional business…】
【Interest groups: can attract like-minded users through operation…】
“What the heck… I’m understanding less and less?” Ye frowns deeply at the screenshots. “Looks like I need to wait until Hu Yu Ying consolidates all her ideas before I figure out what she really wants. My job? Be one step ahead—get registered first.”
Then, his ears twitch.
Seems like he’s overheard some girls whispering about him.
Without missing a beat, he tilts his head and says, “Must be my intense concentration—after all, serious guys are the most handsome!”
He flicks his hair again, casually puts a hand in his pocket, and replies smoothly to Xue Shao Hua:
“Done. If things go this way, my plan will succeed soon. Let’s meet up sometime.”
Still fiddling with his phone, he keeps pretending he’s super busy—actually, just flipping through the penguin chat interface.
One thought strikes him: he glances at an avatar—and lowers his phone, pinching his brow with a smirk.
“I don’t get why so many girls add me… and most of ’em are girls—ugh, headache city.” He pretends to sigh deeply.
“Sigh~ But I’m a gentleman. As a proper gentleman, I shouldn’t make girls awkward…” That’s what he’s intentionally saying, just to make those girls who hear him feel a little danger—make them feel a little worried about him.
Then, he purposely glances at Zhou Li, the most beautiful girl in class. Sure enough, Zhou Li starts giving him subtle, sideways looks.
He shakes his head helplessly. Sometimes, having too much charm isn’t such a good thing.
He clicks into Shen Meng Jie’s chat window.
“Lately, I’ve been busy with stocks. Finally got a free day—Meng Jie, how’ve you been?”
In the classroom, Shen Meng Jie sits near the back—well, the far left—twirling her pen, ignoring the sneaky gazes and hushed whispers around her.
Meanwhile, Zhang Meng Meng keeps staring at her phone, her expression growing more complicated after checking for a while and finding nothing. She keeps stealing glances at Shen Meng Jie.
Seeing this, Shen Meng Jie turns her head to look and then quickly looks away again.
Zhang Meng Meng frowns and stays silent.
She moved out of the dorm yesterday, but she still has to attend school’s cultural classes. She thought Shen Meng Jie would leak yesterday’s recording, so she’s been on edge. But Shen Meng Jie still hasn’t released it, and her complex feelings bubble up.
Honestly, she doesn’t think she did anything wrong.
Even Huang Fei told her she did nothing wrong—otherwise, all thirty-seven of them, including him, wouldn’t have realized they’re just fish in Shen Meng Jie’s pond…
Yet, she lost all her friends… her heart feels emptier than ever—so painful.
Shen Meng Jie, lost in thought, feels her pocket vibrate. She pulls out her phone, frowns faintly.
Meanwhile, Ye Liang Chen, with one hand in his pocket and the other holding his phone, sees the message from Shen Meng Jie. His smile stiffens instantly.
Shen Meng Jie: “Who are you?”
Hearing those three words, Ye grits his teeth tightly, almost dropping his phone. “Meng Jie… it’s me! Don’t you remember the most admirable Ye Liang Chen? We talked lots that day—I even promised to protect you! Remember?”
Seeing her message, Ye immediately recalls that confident, crooked-smile, head-tilted guy—the one who’s always flashing that random smile and waves his hair.
He still remembers that time he badmouthed Dragon Brother; that intense, grinding-your-teeth expression.
“So it’s you! Have you thought of ways to deal with Dragon Brother yet?”
Relieved, Ye lets out a breath—“Almost thought you forgot about me. No way, that’s impossible—you only blush and get flustered when I flirt with you.”
He quickly guesses—probably because he hadn’t contacted her these past two days, she got mad at him.
Thinking that, he responds swiftly: “Are you free this weekend? Remember I told you I’d protect you?”
“You can trust me—anyone who tries to mess with you will have to get past me, including Dragon Brother.”
After sending the message, Ye Chen laughs. Maybe, just maybe, this weekend he can casually flaunt his charm and free his hands—what a perfect plan.
