Drama Queen Reborn as a Top Student!-Chapter 913 - 431: The Older, the Wiser (Part 3)

Chen Shucheng suddenly understood: "So that’s how it is, this problem is quite interesting."

He wasn’t angry; he found Shen You’an rather amusing and thought he wouldn’t be bored with her around.

After a pause, Rong Xianning said, "An’an doesn’t easily teach others, but if she does, her students must meet her requirements."

The implication being that Shen You’an doesn’t teach fools.

Rong Xianning took his toiletries and went into the bathroom.

Chen Shucheng thought to himself, I’ll endure this, after all, you’re the top scorer in the high school entrance exam, you’re the smart one.

Chen Shucheng walked to the bathroom door and asked through it, "Are you very familiar with Shen You’an?"

Rong Xianning felt very annoyed; since there were no cameras in the bathroom, he didn’t pretend and wore a sullen face.

"Don’t you go online?"

His relationship with Shen You’an as childhood friends was known by everyone online.

Of course, Chen Shucheng knew; he was asking on purpose.

"I usually get busy with filming, so I rarely go online. But you two seem very close, like you’ve known each other for a long time."

Rong Xianning was brushing his teeth and didn’t answer him.

Chen Shucheng continued to ask on his own, "Since you’re so familiar, you must know a lot about Shen You’an, right? So tell me, what are her hobbies? What does she like to eat? What’s her favorite color, and most importantly, what type of guys does she like?"

Chen Shucheng wasn’t afraid of the cameras; he figured he’d just have the production team cut it out before airing. After all, He Qian and the show’s director, Lu Hao, were college roommates and really tight.

The bathroom door suddenly swung open from the inside, and two wet-haired Rong Xianning walked out with a cold expression.

Chen Shucheng scrutinized the slight figure of the young man, squinting his eyes: "Little brother, you should lift some weights; with a chick-like build like that, no girl will fancy you."

As he spoke, Chen Shucheng flexed his biceps, casually lifting his shirt to reveal a set of sexy abs.

Now that’s the hallmark of a mature man, unlike Rong Xianning, who was like a plucked white chicken that no woman would be interested in.

Rong Xianning smiled slightly, but his eyes remained icy cold, the contrast somehow adding a layer of charm: "You can develop a good physique through working out, but a simple mind can’t be smartened by reading more books."

The sarcasm was palpable.

Chen Shucheng wasn’t stupid; he caught that Rong Xianning was mocking him for supposedly having more muscles than brains.

So young, yet so many tricks up his sleeve.

We’ll see how things go.

In the neighboring production group, Xu Tian watched this tense scene, feeling both nervous and thrilled, thinking these two might come to blows over Shen You’an. Shen You’an was truly blessed.

Director Lu Hao laughed so broadly his teeth showed, hoping for a fight, as it would make for great content. Originally, he thought Chen Shucheng had too much of an idol persona and the show might be dull, but it was only the second day and the guy had already added so much fire to the show.

Xu Tian, being Lu Hao’s apprentice and naturally knowing the relationship between Lu Hao and He Qian, reminded him, "Master, shouldn’t you call Mr. He and ask him to warn Chen Shucheng?"

Lou Hao, relaxed in a rocking chair, replied, "Call for what?"

Xu Tian: "Chen Shucheng is a popular star; if his fans find out he’s being so affectionate toward Shen You’an on the show, they might go crazy."

Lu Hao chuckled, "Isn’t he looking to transition? Girlfriend fans only hold him back; take this chance to lose some followers, he should thank me for it."

Xu Tian looked at her master, whose smile made him seem like a cunning old fox, and suddenly understood.

It’s true; the older, the wiser.

Early the next morning, Shen You’an was the first to get up. She saw the snail in the cup still making its way upward, just one step away from the rim.

Then, it fell back, failing at the last hurdle.

Smiling, Shen You’an poured the snail back into her palm, tapping its antennae: "Sorry little guy, I forgot about you."

"Good morning." A light, youthful voice sounded in her ear.

Shen You’an turned, seeing the teenager dressed in a white shirt and black pants leaning against the wall, with a sliver of morning light from the window highlighting his graceful and vibrant features.

He embodied the undaunted beauty of youth.

Shen You’an tilted her head slightly and replied with a bright smile, "Good morning."

The scene of a boy and girl smiling at each other in the morning sunlight was picturesque and touching.

The two released the snail back into nature and Rong Xianning went to make breakfast while Shen You’an knocked on doors to provide wake-up service.

Rong Xianning quickly prepared a sumptuous breakfast spread, Zhou Qing came out after freshening up, and exclaimed, "Xiao Rong, you prepared all this yourself?"

Rong Xianning pulled out a chair: "An’an helped me."

After Zhou Qing sat down, Rong Xianning placed a freshly squeezed glass of orange juice in front of her.

Zhou Qing was a bit surprised, "You know I’m lactose intolerant?"

Everyone else had oatmeal milk, but only she had orange juice.

"An’an saw your earlier interview where you mentioned it."

Zhou Qing felt touched by the girl’s attentiveness, as even many of her fans didn’t know she was lactose intolerant.

She sincerely praised, "Whoever marries An’an will be blessed."

After saying this, she looked at the young man with jade-like features in front of her, "And whoever marries you will be blessed too."

"Who’s talking about marriage?" Liang Ruofan walked over.

A face that can withstand the scrutiny of the big screen is truly impressive; Liang Ruofan looked refreshed and vibrant.

Upon learning that this lavish breakfast was prepared by Rong Xianning and Shen You’an, he couldn’t help but gain a bit of newfound respect for the two.

The young artists of this generation often don’t lift a finger, acting like pampered lords and ladies, yet here were two so young and so very capable, very commendable.

It was nearly 7:30, and Sun Qianqian still hadn’t stirred.

Chen Shucheng had just stepped out of his room when he saw Shen You’an kick open Sun Qianqian’s room door, startling him wide awake, instantly dispelling his grogginess.

So fierce!

Sun Qianqian, wrapped in her blanket, shouted, "Get out, who allowed you to come into my room?"

Seeing the three cameras in the room, Shen You’an walked over and turned each one off, then turned off the hidden cameras in the flowerpot and bookshelf.

Rolling up her sleeves, she strode over and yanked the blanket off Sun Qianqian.

Sun Qianqian looked up in shock, crying out in fear, "Shen You’an, what are you doing?"

The four having breakfast heard Sun Qianqian’s blood-curdling screams from the next room yet remained unmoved, not so much as furrowing a brow.

A beautiful day had begun.