PDLP Chapter 36 The Girl is Too Stupid
Chapter 36 The Girl is Too Stupid
Yu Zhen lives on the third floor.
Soon, accompanied by light footsteps, there was a knock on the door.
When the door opened, there it was, as expected, Gong Ying, the art student who had been downstairs holding a copy of "Harvest" and greeting people from afar.
Wu Ke made a move to leave, as she didn't want to be an eyesore.
A sixth sense, typical of women, told her that when the two women were scanning each other across the stairs, she could clearly feel a strong sense of wariness and hostility.
In addition, there was Yu Zhen, who, for some reason, concealed his true identity, and the girl didn't even know his name as the great writer Yu.
This involves thinking with your toes.
It's easy to guess that the relationship between the two is clearly not that of ordinary neighbors.
She even had good reason to be suspicious.
The young girl downstairs suddenly shouted loudly.
That was clearly a shout from afar, deliberately making noise so that the two people could greet each other upstairs and downstairs, and then naturally come upstairs, giving them the opportunity and reason to deliver the magazine.
What a cunning little girl!
Alas, it's a pity that writer Yu has never been interested in me.
Otherwise, she would immediately lose her temper and exercise her right to defend her territory on the spot.
"Yu Ren... cough, since you have a guest, I won't disturb your conversation any longer..."
"Comrade Wu Ke, don't rush off yet. I still have something to discuss with you later!"
Yu Zhen spoke up, stopping Xiao Wu, the editor, from leaving as he opened the door.
Then, turning his head and smiling, he looked at Gong Ying, the art student who had appeared at the door.
"Xiao Gong, thank you so much! You're so thoughtful. I really didn't have a chance to snag a copy of this issue of 'Harvest' to read. By the way, Xiao Gong, what were you shouting downstairs just now? I think I heard you swearing? Who made you angry...?"
Editor Xiao Wu stood there, stunned, by the door.
Then, in a daze, I saw the great writer Yu take the latest issue of "Harvest" magazine from the young girl outside the door, while curiously observing the slightly awkward expression on the young and pretty girl's face.
She hesitated, unsure of what was going on. Judging from the situation, it seemed the renowned writer Yu hadn't taken a liking to this naturally beautiful young woman, while the young woman herself appeared to be taking the initiative...
Good heavens, is this some kind of cliché story of a woman pursuing a man?!
Fei glanced at Yu Zhen's sharply defined profile and couldn't help but admire him. Putting everything else aside, this guy surnamed Yu really had the looks to make girls swoon and chase after him.
She herself almost fell completely into it.
Gong Ying, standing outside the door, was feeling a little overwhelmed. Her heart was pounding. This guy surnamed Yu was really stupid or was he just pretending to be stupid? Did he really want her to shamelessly say "I like you"?
There was no other way. We met for the first time on the Bund, and I took the initiative to strike up a conversation and asked him to be my sketching model.
She was exactly the kind of person who fell in love at first sight and instantly fell for this cool and handsome Comrade Yu.
I originally thought that since we didn't have time to exchange contact information after that encounter, we would become strangers again.
Who would have thought that one day at the end of last month, when I came home from school for the weekend, I would run into Comrade Yu, who had just moved into the compound.
She used to only go home once a month at the end of each month.
It's only the middle of the month, and she came back again over the weekend with just some random excuse.
What is the purpose of this?
Ha, isn't it just that I get to have more opportunities to get closer to Comrade Yu?
Wu Ke suddenly gave Yu Zhen a light kick to the calf, then without a word, she pulled Gong Ying inside. "Little Gong, come in and talk. Comrade Yu Zhen, how can you be so rude, leaving a woman standing outside like this? She's eagerly bringing over a magazine to discuss with you how terrible and unpopular that famous writer surnamed Yu's new work is. Right, Little Gong? I heard you carefully; downstairs just now, you were cursing writer Yu, weren't you..."
"Uh... thank you."
Gong Ying quickly responded, her hostility and wariness towards Wu Ke instantly diminishing.
As for what Wu Ke actually said, sorry, my brain wasn't working properly, and that wasn't my focus either, so I didn't hear it clearly at all.
They completely ignored Wu Ke's subtle gesture of "reminding" him by mentioning Yu Zhen's name.
This was the first time she had the opportunity to visit Comrade Yu's home.
I quickly glanced at the room as I entered. Thankfully, it was at least quite tidy, with things not scattered around, proving that he was a very self-disciplined man.
She had briefly inquired about Comrade Yu's situation when they met in the compound last time, and learned that he had taken a long leave from his work unit and was currently in seclusion preparing for the university entrance exam.
This is a path to advancement that many educated youth returning to the city are now trying to explore, and it's not surprising.
She herself is currently a freshman at the Academy of Fine Arts.
Of course, she never thought that her successful admission to the Academy of Fine Arts made her anything special or superior to the other educated youth who returned to the city. That was absolutely not true.
She was just lucky; when she was in high school, she didn't have to go to the countryside. As for her academic performance, her parents kept a close eye on her.
In addition, the whole family are also people in the Chinese painting art circle.
Therefore, being able to get into the Academy of Fine Arts is truly a combination of favorable timing, location, and personal connections.
In any case, she was far luckier than her second sister, Gong Xue.
At least life has been less turbulent.
If, in the end, I were to have the chance to become friends with Comrade Yu, whom I fell in love with at first sight...
"Little Gong, what are you thinking about?"
"Uh, umm, I wasn't thinking about anything. By the way, are you Comrade Yu's colleague? Will my staying here interfere with your work?"
"No, no, it doesn't bother me at all..." Wu Ke smiled and shook her head, becoming even more certain that it was a case of a woman pursuing a man.
I felt a little jealous; I really didn't want to stay and be a third wheel.
Gong Ying felt a little guilty under Wu Ke's scrutiny and quickly tried to start a conversation.
"I... I was downstairs just now, and my words and actions were indeed a bit too rash, making you laugh at me, Comrade Wu. It's true, anyway, the second part of writer Yu's science fiction story published in this issue of *Harvest* was really poorly written. How could writer Yu write such a good story framework so awfully? The higher the expectations, the greater the disappointment. I thought writer Yu would grow into the number one science fiction writer in China. And if possible, his works should even have a huge following overseas. But now, the story has been written so badly, tsk tsk, in short, I was blind, I liked that name Yu for so long for nothing. I swear, I never want to read any of his works again..."
Yu Zhen is currently pretending to be flipping through the magazine "Harvest".
He had originally intended to chat briefly at the door and then send the person away, but Wu Ke dragged him inside, so he couldn't very well force him to leave.
It's not that he has high standards and looks down on the young and beautiful Ms. Gong.
The truth is, this girl is only 17 years old this year. The fact that she is six years older than him is secondary. He just happened to hear Gong Ying say that she has a second older sister named Gong Xue.
That's right, it's Gong Xue, the big star from Shanghai.
In addition, just two days ago, he successfully bumped into Gong Xue, and they have already gotten to know each other.
While he was eyeing someone else's older sister, the younger sister took the initiative to pursue him.
Oh my goodness, what a mess this is! What can he do but reluctantly give one up? Otherwise, what kind of person would he be?
Furthermore, when we first met on the Bund, I introduced myself and said my name was Yu Zhen. You silly girl even joked that it was such a coincidence that your name was the same as her favorite young writer.
With such a short reaction time, today he even used the latest issue of "Harvest" to mock him from afar, and now, under the guidance of editor Xiao Wu, he keeps chattering about crickets in front of him, expressing his dissatisfaction with the great writer Yu in various ways.
He could easily imagine how much Wu Ke was trying to suppress his laughter.
Sigh, this girl is too clumsy, I can't keep up!