The Lighter and Princess Gown

8. Chapter 8

Zhu Yun felt like she was going to explode. She’d been the recipient of lots of news recently, and she really needed some time to digest it all.

During her brief exchange with Li Xun that day, Zhu Yun gave her ordinary and courteous response—”I’ll think it over. Thank you for your invitation.” After Top Score Li heard her, he snorted and headed into the teacher’s office.

The stuffy feeling inside of Zhu Yun started to grow.

But, people’s minds were strange things. Over the next few days, Zhu Yun constantly went over the events in her head. Although Li Xun’s laughter was cause enough for a beating, all in all, this situation left her with more positive feelings than negative feelings. Especially his final, “If you come, I’ll welcome you.” In comparison to his previous “You’re too fucking fake,” she felt rather victorious.

This, here, is the joy of being a person.

After several days of feeling radiant, Zhu Yun finally calmed down. She started to genuinely consider her options.

Li Xun’s seminar… Did she want to participate?

As she thought over the question, Fang Shumiao’s words slipped into her mind. “Although the number of students in the seminar is settling at a few more than ten, the core team only consists of a few people. Li Xun and Gao Jianhong are at the center. ”

Core team…

Zhu Yun’s chin hung over the library desk, swaying back and forth, as she tried to come to a decision.

During Old Mr Lin’s class, Li Xun sat next to Zhu Yun as always. From the moment class started, he’d be messing around on his own laptop. He only raised his head for a few minutes when there was a class assignment.

He didn’t mention the seminar to Zhu Yun again. She understood though. For Top Score Li to invite someone even once was already a humbling event. To expect him to ask again was like waiting for an iron tree to bloom.

While Old Mr Li was going over some basics, Zhu Yun whispered, “About that…”

“Mmh,” Li Xun replied, his eyes still glued to his laptop screen, his fingers typing nonstop.

Zhu Yun, “About that matter from before…”

Li Xun’s eyes were a bit crossed. Zhu Yun realized that every time Li Xun was deep in thought, his expression looked extraordinarily cold.

“Say what you have to say,” he told her.

Zhu Yun got straight to the point. “I’ve thought it over and I’d like to join your seminar group. Since your project won’t be easy, I’d like to practice and improve my abilities.” Before she’d even finished speaking, he’d already turned back to his laptop. When she was done, he gave an “Mmh” to express that he understood her.

With regards to this future boss, Zhu Yun had already decided to endure his treatment. She asked him, “When does the seminar meet?”

“There’s no set time. When you’re free, come by.” Li Xun continued tapping on his keyboard as he added, “I’ll always be there.”

Zhu Yun looked at him for a moment, and then she finally said, “Okay.”

When she returned to her dorm room, Zhu Yun saw Fang Shumiao, and then she remembered that she hadn’t told her roommate about this ordeal. After she finished her story, Fang Shumiao looked at her.

“Why do you suddenly want to join the seminar?”

Zhu Yun didn’t tell her about Li Xun’s invitation, just her conversation with Old Mr Li.

“Teacher Li said I should join for practice.”

Fang Shumiao said, “Oh…” before quickly adding, “So, did you tell Li Xun that you helped write that function for me?”

“No.”

Zhu Yun knew what her concerns were, so she assured her, “Don’t worry. I won’t tell him. When I go, I’ll choose something else to do.”

Fang Shumiao nodded.

She didn’t have class that afternoon, so after eating lunch, Zhu Yun carried two library books on web development with her and headed to the seminar classroom.

Li Xun’s practice base was located on the first floor of Laboratory A. Although Zhu Yun had passed through the building several times before, it was the first time that this was her destination. The corridors were a bit dark, but she found it. The door to the base. Without knocking, she leaned in and pressed her ear against the door. She heard some muffled sounds.

Zhu Yun’s heart pounded. She was a bit nervous.

As she took a deep breath in preparation, the door opened.

Wu Mengxing held a small broom in one hand and a trash bag in the other. His face was covered in sweat. Seeing Zhu Yun in front of him, he nearly jumped back.

“Aiya, what are you doing here?”

Zhu Yun, “….”

So you’re here too. You weren’t tortured enough by Li Xun yet?

After they greeted each other, Zhu Yun moved aside to let Wu Mengxing toss out the trash. And then she slipped inside the room. It was the size of an ordinary classroom, with 20 something computers inside. They were grouped up into fours around a table.

When Zhu Yun entered, there were five people present, herself included. Oh, wait, that’s not right. Six people, since Wu Mengxing had just returned. Inside the room, one person was cleaning, one was eating, a pair of lovers were flirting, and one person was working in front of a computer—this was obviously not Li Xun, for he was part of the flirting pair.

Zhu Yun stood at the door and looked over at the plastic Barbie, Liu Sisi, draped over Li Xun. The two were feeding each other ice cream. Some for you, some for me, and everyone’s all happy.

How was she supposed to greet anyone.

As Zhu Yun stood there in thought, Gao Jianhong, sitting in front of the computer, spotted her. He waved to her. “Zhu Yun!”

Li Xun turned and saw her. “You’re here?”

Zhu Yun could only nod.

Li Xun pointed to the computers casually. “You can sit wherever.”

Backpack on her shoulder, Zhu Yun was about to head over to a spot by the wall when Gao Jianhong called out, “Come here. Zhu Yun, over here.” He pointed to the seat beside him.

No, no, no. Too close. Hard to manage.

“I’ll just sit over here.” She put down her bag on a table by Li Xun. After a moment, Wu Mengxing, having finished cleaning, walked over. He sat down beside her and said, “I sit here.”

Zhu Yun nodded to him.

It was quiet all around, but for the occasional sounds of lips smacking in the corner. Zhu Yun sat for a bit. Seeing that Li Xun and Liu Sisi had yet to finish their ice cream, she quietly asked Wu Mengxing, “When do we get started?”

“With what?”

“Activities.”

Wu Mengxing opened his mouth and said, “It’s already started. This is how it is around here. He doesn’t assign tasks, so you can work on whatever whenever. The computers are connected to the net, so you can go online and play games for a bit. There are a lot of games on the computers.”

……

Why would I come here to play computer games?

Zhu Yun opened her bag and pulled out her web development book. She started flipping through it and became entranced. When she finally lifted her head, more than an hour had passed. The room had filled up with a few more people, but it was still very quiet.

She turned to see that Liu Sisi had already left. Li Xun was sitting in a chair, tapping on the keys of his laptop. Then she turned to Wu Mengxing, whose face was serious as he coded. Zhu Yun glanced over it, and he seemed to be refining a search function.

Zhu Yun licked her teeth. Suddenly, she felt quite lonely.

She lowered her head and continued to read. This time, she was going to finish reading in one go. While she was immersed in this sea of knowledge, a long and slender finger suddenly tapped on the page. When she looked up, she saw an impatient face.

Li Xun said, “Come on, work on something.”

Was he finally giving me a task?

Zhu Yun closed her book and waited for his orders.

Li Xun tossed a practice book in front of her. Zhu Yun looked down, and then she lifted her head, her face expressionless. “What’s this?”

Liu Sisi’s tiny head appeared from behind Li Xun and she giggled.

Zhu Yun, “….”

Li Xun looked to have lost his patience with Liu Sisi. He said to Zhu Yun, “Help out. Just complete it however.”

Liu Sisi nudged Li Xun. “What do you mean ‘however’? It can’t be ‘however’.”

Li Xun’s brows tightened as he pulled on Liu Sisi’s collar.

“Hey, hey, hey! Be gentle, my clothes will rip!”

Li Xun dragged her over to beside Zhu Yun. “Stay here.” Liu Sisi pouted and sat down unhappily.

After dropping her off, Li Xun left, leaving Liu Sisi behind. With her face resting in her hands, she watched Zhu Yun.

“What’s your name?”

“Zhu Yun.”

“School junior, I’ll leave it to you.”

So you’re a school senior…

“Okay.” Zhu Yun smiled and opened the English workbook. “What are you supposed to write?”

“We’re translating art dissertations. We can pick any we want.”

“So, did you pick one out?”

“I did! Let me show you!”

Liu Sisi squeezed over and excitedly searched on the computer.

She typed into the search, “Youth painter Tian Xiuzhu.”

Many pages quickly popped up. Liu Sisi clicked on a link and said, “This one!”

Zhu Yun looked at it and said, “This isn’t an art paper. It’s a profile.”

Liu Sisi, “Aiyo, whatever.”

Fine. It’s your homework, so whatever you say.

Zhu Yun took over the mouse and skimmed through the page. The article described the young painter’s academic experiences as well as his present achievements.

“Handsome and good…”

Zhu Yun’s eyes narrowed as she saw Liu Sisi’s eyes stuck to the screen. There was a photo beside the article. The young man had delicate features and was smiling bashfully.

Zhu Yun continued to scroll down, and then she saw one of his art pieces. Her heart jumped.

It was a charcoal sketch titled “Rugged Hills.” The sketch showed a withered mountain range. The strokes were mature but unrestrained. It was an image that could be described as “toppling mountains and overturning the seas.” It looked effortless but magical.

Somewhat surprisingly, Zhu Yun felt that, at a glance, the explosive aura in this image was reminiscent of some “hills” in her home.

Someone poked her arm. Liu Sisi looked to her with an unsatisfied look.

“Scroll up to his photo!”

Zhu Yun, “….”

She scrolled back up and started translating. The article was very short, so she only needed ten minutes. After cleaning it up, she’d completed the assignment in 15 minutes.

“Thank you.” Liu Sisi had stood up and started walking around when Zhu Yun started translating. Seeing that she’d finished, she grabbed Zhu Yun for a hug from behind.

Senior, your chest… Liu Sisi’s chest was firm, more like two ** pressed against her.

A thought suddenly piqued Zhu Yun’s interest. She turned around and asked Liu Sisi, “Between Tian Xiuzhu and Li Xun, who do you like more?”

Liu Sisi giggled and nudged her. “Aiyo, why are you asking such a pointed question. It’s too unfriendly.” Pointed? Unfriendly?

Liu Sisi hugged Zhu Yun and whispered into her ear, “Whoever you like more is who I like more.” After she finished, she happily packed her bags and went to find Li Xun. Still sitting in her seat, Zhu Yun was speechless.

When evening came, Zhu Yun packed up her things and was about to leave. Before she left, she went to say goodbye to Li Xun. He glanced up at her from his busy activities and quietly praised, “No wonder you’re the class rep. You finish homework really fast.”

“….”

Zhu Yun felt she ought to make it clear to him before she left.

“I didn’t come here to do other people’s homework.”

Liu Sisi turned to look at her.

Li Xun was still busy working as he said, “It was just helping out a friend.” His fingers flew around on the keyboard. Zhu Yun was very curious about what he was doing, what kind of program he was writing, what kind of thought process he was following. But she couldn’t see.

After her homework was complete, Liu Sisi was completely at ease. Draped over Li Xun, she sat steadily, like a mannequin.

Zhu Yun felt her lungs swell with air. She couldn’t just let things go. After standing a few seconds, she finally said to Li Xun, “Hey.” She hadn’t called his name, but Li Xun still looked up.

Zhu Yun bitingly reminded him, “Don’t forget that I came at your invitation.”