Right after getting dumped, He suddenly learned that his best buddy was the legendary cold-as-ice school beauty. - Chapter 95

[Qingqing: Yibei]
[Qingqing: Wang Jue asked me to go with her to the Ancient Culture Club.]

Ji Qingqing sent the message to Lu Yibei.

He pressed down Lu Jie, who was trying to clink glasses with him by force.

Amid Lu Jie’s roaring protest of “You little brat—,” Lu Yibei replied to the heroine.

[YibeiNorth: That sounds nice.]
[YibeiNorth: Are you interested?]

He paused to think.

Wang Jue…

Who was that again?

Ah, one of the heroine’s roommates?

Ji Qingqing had mentioned her roommate before, but he had never fully matched faces with names.

He usually had no problem remembering people… maybe because the heroine was always by his side when he met her roommates, he couldn’t focus on anyone else.

Ji Qingqing didn’t answer his question. Instead, she countered.

[Qingqing: Do you belong to any clubs?]

[YibeiNorth: I wanted to join the Far East Magical Nap Society in summer… but sadly Jiang University doesn’t have one.]

[Qingqing: Such a cringy name.]

[Qingqing: I think Hanfu looks really nice.]

[Qingqing: Some people can’t take their eyes off it.]

[YibeiNorth: Yeah.]
[YibeiNorth: That’s why I’m punishing these greedy eyes—24 hours, no seeing their beloved.]

He glanced at the clock while typing. Around five in the evening.

It had been nearly twenty-four hours since they had dinner together last night.

[YibeiNorth: At this rate, they’ll feel like they’re in a long-distance relationship.]

[Qingqing: But you refused when I asked you out to eat earlier.]

[YibeiNorth: Work comes first.]
[YibeiNorth: I want to improve myself and become a man worthy of the heroine.]
[YibeiNorth: Sorry, I’ve been busy these past two days…]

[Qingqing: Then you’re punished to eat an extra bowl next time.]

[YibeiNorth: As you command!]

After a few playful exchanges, they finally returned to the main topic.

[Qingqing: I’m interested.]
[Qingqing: But I want to go with you.]

After sending this, she worried he might misunderstand and clarified:

[Qingqing: You don’t need to sign up.]
[Qingqing: You’re busy, don’t overwork yourself.]

Reading the heroine’s considerate words, Lu Yibei’s lips curved into a gentle smile.

[YibeiNorth: We have plenty of time to go together.]
[YibeiNorth: The club won’t take much effort.]

[Qingqing: Okay.]

[YibeiNorth: But you need to be genuinely interested, don’t just sign up to accompany your roommate.]

[Qingqing: I know.]
[Qingqing: Don’t treat me like a child!]

The exclamation mark… Lu Yibei laughed. Seems the heroine really minded being treated like a kid.

[Qingqing: Wang Jue is really nice.]
[Qingqing: She’s helped me before.]
[Qingqing: I didn’t know how to do laundry before, she taught me.]

Ji Qingqing quickly deleted the last message.

She felt saying that would make her look a bit silly. She still wanted to maintain a sharp, capable image in Yibei’s eyes.

In the past, she couldn’t… now she could. She had mastered laundry and could even help Yibei with it later. No need to mention it.

[Qingqing: I also enjoy hanging out with her.]

[YibeiNorth: Then sign up.]

[Qingqing: Okay.]

[YibeiNorth: For the Ancient Culture Club, next time there’s a club activity, let me know in advance.]
[YibeiNorth: I’ll come with you if I’m free.]

[Qingqing: ?]

[YibeiNorth: The president knows me. Even if I’m not a member, I can go along.]

[Qingqing: …]
[Qingqing: Female.]

Lu Yibei squinted slightly, sensing the pressure behind the single word. But it was nothing he couldn’t handle.

He calmly typed three lines:

[YibeiNorth: We’re really not that familiar!!]
[YibeiNorth: Really!!]
[YibeiNorth: You have to believe me!!]

[Qingqing: I’m going to sign up.]

[YibeiNorth: Wait, heroine, hear me out!!]

[Qingqing: I’ll tell you when there’s a club activity.]
[Qingqing: It’s best if you can come.]
[Qingqing: If not, it’s fine.]
[Qingqing: Wang Jue will be there, you don’t have to worry.]

Lu Yibei had been about to explain further, but after reading her next few messages, he relaxed.

Phew, no need to say more.

He ran a hand through his hair, ruffled by a slight breeze. Then he leaned back and opened his contacts on WeChat.

…Wait, what’s the name of the Ancient Culture Club president again?

Did they even exchange WeChat last year?

He really couldn’t recall…

“Let’s go.”

Ji Qingqing told Wang Jue. Seeing her friend’s puzzled expression, she said: “Sign up together.”

Wang Jue’s eyes widened slightly in surprise.

Ji Qingqing maintained a neutral expression, while Wang Jue’s ordinary but rosy face lit up in a smile:

“Yeah, together.”

Ji Qingqing thought: If she were alone, she definitely wouldn’t have signed up.

Even if she wanted to wear Hanfu for Yibei, she could just buy it for herself.

But she didn’t just want to wear it for Yibei; she also wanted to see Wang Jue wear it.

Not her accompanying Wang Jue.

Not Wang Jue accompanying her.

But walking together, side by side—two girls heading toward the club registration.

……

After Ji Qingqing signed up, the Ancient Culture Club’s registration point immediately felt the pressure.

Many boys, hearing that such a beautiful girl had joined, flocked over.

The Fitness Association lost badly in new sign-ups.

Its president protested the unfairness loudly.

After signing up, Ji Qingqing added the club president Pan Pan on WeChat, then went with Wang Jue to the cafeteria to eat.

Pan Pan meanwhile welcomed the other new members:

“There are too many people. Have them fill in the forms one by one, carefully—see if there’s anyone like Lo Bei last year!”

……

[Chu Chu: Mission accomplished! Signed up successfully!]

Chu Chu posted in the dorm chat group called Four Beauties of Jiangnan.

She had named the group herself.

Ma Jiao Jiao thought it was tacky, Ji Qingqing thought it was lame, Wang Jue thought it was a bit off… but Chu Chu was the group owner.

The cheerleading team’s recruitment standards were stricter than other clubs—they even had to consider posture.

But with Chu Chu’s looks and figure, Ma Jiao Jiao knew it wouldn’t be a problem.

And indeed, it wasn’t.

[Ma Jiao Jiao: Awesome.]

She then went to the Anime Club registration.

A boy in a Japanese-style uniform, bangs covering one eye, sat there looking listless.

Whether he was cosplaying or not, Ma Jiao Jiao couldn’t tell the character, but even without cosplay, the outfit screamed “anime world.”

“Signing up?” he asked briefly.

“…Yes.” Ma Jiao Jiao replied.

“Two questions.”

“…”

“Don’t worry, just tradition passed down from senior students. You can answer them.”

The boy—probably a senior—then asked:

“What anime have you watched recently, and your favorite anime… manga, TV animation, or animated movies are fine.”

Simple enough; Ma Jiao Jiao answered without thinking.

“Recently I watched My Dangerous Heart…”

She thought the short senior’s vibe matched the male lead in My Dangerous Heart—even his height.

“My favorite is the movie The Disappearance.”

“The Disappearance?”

The short senior looked confused, as if he hadn’t heard of it. Ma Jiao Jiao hurried to explain the shorthand.

But then the senior laughed quietly:

“That’s really old. The first Haruhi was 2006, the second 2009. The Disappearance was… 2011?”

“No, 2010, senior!” Ma Jiao Jiao answered, pleasantly surprised.

She was referring to The Disappearance of Haruhi Suzumiya.

Time had passed; this once-popular animation had become a relic of the past. Many new fans hadn’t even heard of it.

“Really old.”

The senior mumbled as he looked up at her.

Then, they both recognized each other.

“Her roommate is the eldest daughter-in-law, right?” Zhao Sun thought.

“…Huh? Senior Lu’s…”

Ma Jiao Jiao remembered this senior had come to watch their military training with Lu Yibei before.

Zhao Sun didn’t comment, instead standing and asking:

“Do you believe in people from the future, aliens, people from other worlds, or those with superpowers?”

Ma Jiao Jiao looked into Zhao Sun’s uncovered eye.

She stood straight, like being disciplined, answering seriously:

“Yes, senior! I’ve always believed!!”

“Then let’s make this world exciting together.”

Zhao Sun handed her the club application form.

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