Black Myth: Starting from the Destined One-Chapter 59 - 55 Mockery (Please follow)
Chapter 59 -55 Mockery (Please follow)
Chapter 59 -55 Mockery (Please follow)
Li Ping’an couldn’t take his eyes off her as soon as he saw her, forgetting even his parents’ names in the process.
“Why is she here? Waiting for someone?”
The superstar Yuan Furong, whom Li Ping’an was accustomed to only seeing on TV and in class, stood before him. Suddenly faced with her, Li Ping’an felt somewhat inferior and deliberately avoided Yuan Furong, who was waiting for someone on the spot.
Yet he couldn’t help looking back at Yuan Furong, this national idol who was truly as pleasing to the eye as a doll. He had seen her in shopping ads, TV shows, and on the big screens at cinemas, and had even purchased her bloodline-pounding photo albums.
Yuan Furong had become the number one idol of Yan Kingdom not just for her outstanding talents and appearance, but also for her devilish figure that outclassed countless other artists—with her ample bust, slim waist, delicate hips, tender skin, jade-like fingers, and long, black hair—she was genuine and true, deceiving neither the old nor the young, a dreamy delight that made both men and women weep.
“I can’t keep looking! I can’t keep looking! So many people are watching me! I absolutely can’t end up on the campus wall again!”
Having become the butt of the joke at his school because of his previous public confession to Yuan Furong and branded as a con artist known to the entire world due to his ghost-catching incidents, Li Ping’an was already well-known.
To avoid further embarrassment and unnecessary trouble, Li Ping’an forcefully suppressed his inner desires and passed by Yuan Furong from a distance of five meters before heading through the entrance to the dormitory building.
But just as Li Ping’an was about to enter the dormitory, he heard Yuan Furong’s voice from behind him.
“Hey, wait up, I need to talk to you.”
Yuan Furong called out to Li Ping’an’s back.
“Is she calling me?”
Li Ping’an was astoundingly surprised but quickly calmed down,
“How could that be possible?”
Although Li Ping’an was the only one entering the dormitory, he knew that Yuan Furong couldn’t possibly be calling for him, so he continued walking inside.
“Li Ping’an, are you deaf? I need to talk to you!”
“She is indeed calling me!”
With great excitement, Li Ping’an felt a thrill of secret delight, as this was the first time Yuan Furong had taken the initiative to call out to him after they had become classmates at Hehuang University. He immediately turned around with a smile to greet her.
But as he turned, he saw a male classmate pretending to be a ghost near Yuan Furong, glaring menacingly at Li Ping’an, as if to signal that he, the clown, should be aware of his place!
“Yuan Furong, what do you need me for?”
Li Ping’an deliberately maintained his distance, standing on the steps and looking down at Yuan Furong.
“There are too many people here; it’s not convenient. Come on, let’s talk over there.”
“Over there…”
Apart from Yuan Furong coming to reprimand him, Li Ping’an couldn’t think of any other reason she might want to talk to him.
Li Ping’an had intended to refuse publicly, but seeing that Yuan Furong wanted to deal with the matter privately, discreetly giving Li Ping’an the opportunity to save face, he found himself wanting to take this chance to explain the confession to her clearly.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Li Ping’an followed her with great inner conflict.
“Wow, what a miracle! Our goddess Yuan Furong actually didn’t publicly humiliate Li Ping’an, that clown!”
“Nonsense, our goddess Yuan Furong is so understanding and considerate; she definitely wouldn’t lose her composure and insult that clown in public!”
“Not to mention others, just within our school, the line of people pursuing Yuan Furong could stretch from here to the school gate. Just you wait, Li Ping’an will definitely be sobbing soon!”
“Damn it, what kind of freak is Li Ping’an? To actually dare chase after Yuan Furong? He should take a piss and look at his own pathetic self in the mirror!”
“Exactly, exactly. Yuan Furong doesn’t rely on her family; she earns tens of millions every year just from filming movies, TV dramas, doing ads, and appearing on variety shows. What gives Li Ping’an the audacity to pursue her? I haven’t even confessed yet!”
“You guys are in the dark, aren’t you? I got the scoop from a classmate of his. Li Ping’an is a clown for others’ amusement even on normal days and also an orphan; he depends on financial aid and part-time jobs for his tuition and living expenses. And someone like that dares to pursue Yuan Furong? Isn’t he overestimating himself?”
“You guys just don’t get it, do you? It’s typical clown behavior; a poor loser like him must have seen some toxic inspirational videos saying that no one dares to chase after beautiful girls, so he’s going in with a ‘let’s give it a shot’ attitude. Little does he know, he is just a clown, hahaha!”
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“Hahaha, look! Look! Look! The clown is coming!”
Dozens of male students who had gathered to catch a glimpse of Yuan Furong started ridiculing Li Ping’an to his face, daring to mock him openly because they were simply taking advantage of Li Ping’an’s background and status.
Even though this place was a prestigious institution and everyone was a top scholar, there were still class distinctions. One of the functions of the university was to bring together people from different classes so that, after graduation, poor students would return to the circles of the poor, ordinary students to those of the ordinary, and rich and influential students to their elite enclaves.
They believed that after graduation, Li Ping’an would definitely return to the circles of the poor, and his current presence at their school was all thanks to his good fortune.
Li Ping’an wasn’t deaf, but at this moment, he had to pretend to be, as what they said was true; he should indeed take a look at himself. But since things had come to this point, in order not to add to his troubles, Li Ping’an had to stiffen his resolve, bow his head, pretend he hadn’t heard anything, and continue walking towards Yuan Furong.
“Class president, we have a problem!”
A student who was sticking his head out of the window of room 702 on the seventh floor of the dorm building to observe everything happening below, shouted into the room:
“Yuan Furong isn’t here for you!”
“Impossible, right? If Yuan Furong is at the entrance of our dorm building, who is she here for if not me? Could it be Li Ping’an? Hahaha!”
Class president Li Tianyi, who had been putting on an air of self-restraint, had fancied that Yuan Furong had come looking for him, since it was unusual for her to appear at their dorm building. So while aware of Yuan Furong’s presence, he didn’t peek out like the other male students. Instead, he pretended to read a book, waiting for someone to inform him that Yuan Furong was looking for him.
“Class president, she’s really not here for you; it seems she’s here for Li Ping’an!”
The lackey called out again.
“Hahaha! Are you serious? I was just joking. How could Yuan Furong possibly be here for Li Ping’an?”
Class president Li Tianyi still didn’t believe it, his words filled with mockery and contempt for Li Ping’an.
“It’s true, see for yourself if you don’t believe me.”
The lackey, aware that class president Li Tianyi was a total show-off and unable to stand up to him, resigned himself to being his henchman within the dorm room hierarchy.
Dealing with someone like Li Tianyi, words alone were useless; one had to invite him with a lowered posture. So the lackey immediately dragged the purportedly book-reading but secretly anxious Li Tianyi to the window to see for himself, and indeed, it was just as the lackey had said.
Li Tianyi could see clearly from above—Yuan Furong was standing by a small grove, waiting for Li Ping’an to come over.
