Pretending to Cultivate in Kindergarten-Chapter 194: Plans After University

At the entrance of the practice room, Lin Zhengran and Han Wenwen walked in one after the other.

Back in the storage room, five minutes had passed in the blink of an eye.

Originally, Han Wenwen had thought three minutes was too short, so Lin Zhengran had kissed her for an extra two minutes—but even then, she still didn’t feel satisfied.

The lingering sensation on her lips was utterly intoxicating.

She never imagined that kissing could feel so magical and addictive.

The moment their lips touched, it was as if her entire body melted into the kiss.

If she had known it felt this good, she would have seduced Zhengran-gege much earlier…

Because of those thoughts, even though she tried to act normal now, her face still carried a faint blush.

Her legs were also a little weak.

Lin Zhengran, on the other hand, looked much more composed after entering the practice room, though he could still faintly taste the sweetness left behind in his mouth.

This little fox really was delicious.

"Lili, He Qing, you guys came?"

Jiang Xueli was the first to walk over, her voice still lively with a hint of tsundere.

"The classroom was too boring, so we came to check out everyone’s performances."

The underlying meaning was clear: I didn’t come here just to look for you.

Lin Zhengran reached out and patted her head.

Jiang Xueli’s face turned red. She quickly looked around and, sure enough, many girls in the room were watching—some envious, some jealous.

Feeling both proud and embarrassed, Jiang Xueli stammered,

"T-T-There are so many people watching! Zhengran, why are you patting my head? I’m not a kid!"

Han Wenwen felt a pang of jealousy but couldn’t say anything about it.

He Qing slowly walked over, watching Lin Zhengran pat Jiang Xueli’s head.

She also felt a little jealous, but she was more focused on something else—the conversation from earlier.

Could Wenwen really have a crush on Lin Zhengran?

At first, she thought it was impossible.

They had all been together for so long. If Wenwen liked Lin Zhengran, she would have shown it by now.

But thinking back, was it really impossible?

She had never considered it before, but now that the idea was planted in her mind, it started making sense.

Wenwen always paid special attention to Lin Zhengran.

And whenever he was being a flirt, she would get jealous—even though she always claimed it was just for fun.

But what if that was a lie?

Could it be that Wenwen had secretly liked Lin Zhengran this whole time?!

He Qing turned to look at Han Wenwen, who had been standing quietly behind them.

She wasn’t speaking—just staring at Lin Zhengran and Jiang Xueli.

"Wenwen?" He Qing called out. "Where did you two go just now?"

Lin Zhengran replied smoothly,

"I had to take something to a teacher. It was too much to carry alone, so I asked Han Wenwen to help me."

The little fox had no words.

She was still lost in the lingering feeling of their kiss.

She pressed her lips together, her heart itching terribly, afraid that if she spoke too much, she’d accidentally give herself away.

He Qing called out again,

"Wenwen?"

Han Wenwen, startled out of her daze, flinched.

"Huh? What?"

She turned to He Qing with an awkward smile.

"What’s up, Xiaoqingqing?"

She quickly walked over and linked arms with He Qing.

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He Qing smiled and shook her head.

"Nothing. You just seemed a little out of it."

Han Wenwen leaned in and whispered,

"My period’s coming soon. I’m just waiting for it."

"Ohh, that makes sense. Wenwen’s cycle is coming up soon, huh?"

Han Wenwen chuckled, but her eyes still drifted back to Lin Zhengran, who was still patting Jiang Xueli’s head.

Jealousy filled her gaze.

Zhengran-gege, how much longer are you going to keep patting her?

Isn’t that enough already?

Meanwhile, He Qing continued observing Han Wenwen’s expressions.

She glanced between Wenwen and Lin Zhengran, her thoughts spinning.

Wenwen… is staring at Lin Zhengran.

After a bit more small talk, Lin Zhengran led the three girls to sit at the judges’ table.

"You three can sit here. This spot has a great view, and you can get a glimpse of what goes on behind the scenes too."

Jiang Xueli took the seat to Lin Zhengran’s right, while He Qing and Han Wenwen sat on his left.

The twin-tailed Jiang Xueli admired the wide view.

"By the way, Zhengran," she suddenly said, "I was thinking about something. Back in high school, you were the student representative. Now that you’re going to university, are you going to become the student council president?"

"Even in college, I doubt anyone could beat you. You’re definitely going to be the president, right?"

Lin Zhengran immediately saw through her thoughts.

"What are you planning? You missed out on being the discipline officer in high school because of all your singing practice, so now you’re itching for it again?"

Jiang Xueli scratched her head, blushing as she looked away.

"I wouldn’t say I’m itching for it! I just think handling discipline is a great way to build leadership skills. And I heard you can earn academic credits too. Plus, it helps maintain order on campus—it’s meaningful work!"

She grinned.

"I’ve decided—if you become the student council president, I’m going to be the head of the disciplinary committee!"

He Qing asked curiously,

"Lili, do you really want to join the student council? Wouldn’t it be a lot of work?"

Jiang Xueli nodded confidently.

"Normally, yeah, it’d be a lot of work. But if Zhengran is the president, then we’d be busy together!"

She spread her arms dramatically.

"And he’d have a big office all to himself! If we have free time, we can just hang out there every day. If there’s an event, we’ll help out together—it’d be perfect!"

He Qing laughed.

"I get it! I watched an anime like that once. If that’s the case, I want to join too!" She raised her hand.

Han Wenwen narrowed her fox-like eyes playfully.

"Then I’ll join too. I’ll be Lin Zhengran’s secretary."

She smirked.

"I remember the university student council has a secretariat, which handles organizing documents for the president."

Jiang Xueli got even more excited.

"Great! It’s settled then! If Zhengran becomes president, we’ll all join. If he doesn’t, then we won’t join either—we’ll just stay the way we are now."

He Qing happily agreed, but at the same time, she shot a meaningful glance at Han Wenwen.

Meanwhile, across the room, Fang Meng was still busy checking props for tomorrow’s performances.

She turned her head and saw Lin Zhengran happily chatting with three girls at the judges’ table.

An unexplainable feeling surfaced in her chest.

Just then, her phone buzzed again.

Another message from Jiang Qian.

"Did Lin Zhengran ask why I didn’t come today? If he didn’t, then never mind."

Fang Meng sighed.

This was the third time Qianqian had asked her that.

She replied,

"Not yet. He’s still busy. If he asks, I’ll let you know."

Jiang Qian: "Got it. It’s normal that he didn’t ask."

But even as she typed that, inside her villa, Jiang Qian buried half her face into her pillow, looking completely lost.

"Why didn’t he ask about me…?"

"Why isn’t he asking…?"

Just before lunch, rehearsals wrapped up.

Lin Zhengran planned to take the three girls out for a meal.

On the way out, he spotted Fang Meng still tallying props.

He finally thought to ask,

"By the way, Fang Meng, Jiang Qian didn’t come today?"

Fang Meng blinked.

"She had something to do. But she said she’ll be here tonight for piano practice with you."

Lin Zhengran smiled.

"Got it. Go eat something first. You can finish tallying later."

"Okay." Fang Meng’s cheeks turned pink.

Once Lin Zhengran left, she quickly sent Jiang Qian a message.

"Qianqian, he asked about you. He asked why you didn’t come."

Inside the villa, Jiang Qian’s heart nearly leaped out of her chest.

"Really?! What exactly did he say? How did you answer? Tell me every word—don’t leave anything out! I knew he’d ask!"