"No Smoking (Postgraduate Edition): I admit that Yao An is quite attractive, but I still think Senior Chen Tian is prettier."
"Remembering You Are Too Beautiful: Senior Chen Tian is the type who doesn't seem stunning at first glance but gets prettier the more you look. I also think she is the most beautiful campus belle at Shanghai Finance University."
"187 Eight-Pack Abs Male University Student: I'm different; I like both."
"Yuan Tou Yuan Nao Yuan Du Pi: Please, you pig-headed, dog-eyed people, print out the photos and compare them, okay? At the party, An'an only wore light makeup and a camouflage uniform and still overshadowed Chen Tian. If she put in the effort to dress up, she would definitely obliterate Chen Tian without a trace!"
"No Smoking (Postgraduate Edition): How dare you speak like that? Who allowed you to insult my goddess? I think you're the one with eye problems. Go see an ophthalmologist."
"Yuan Tou Yuan Nao Yuan Du Pi: Tell me your major, name, dorm, and phone number. I want to fight you offline."
"No Smoking (Postgraduate Edition): I take back what I just said. You don't have eye problems; you have brain problems. I suggest you go to a psychiatric hospital for new energy treatment."
"Yuan Tou Yuan Nao Yuan Du Pi: Heh, a coward like you can only yell a few words on the forum. You're trying to get into grad school? Roasting sweet potatoes would be hard for you. The only way you could get a recommendation for grad school is to knife one of your roommates."
"Oh, I forgot, you're a coward. You don't even dare to reveal your name or major, let alone knife a roommate."
"No Smoking (Postgraduate Edition): I'm He Yong, a Finance major. I live in Dorm 8, Room 102. My phone number is 13... Call me when you're downstairs at the dorm. See if I don't beat the crap out of you."
"Yuan Tou Yuan Nao Yuan Du Pi: Hmm, got it. I've already posted your information online for information protection. You're welcome."
"No Smoking (Postgraduate Edition): What?! Brother, let's talk this out."
"Yuan Yuan, you're already arguing with people first thing in the morning?"
Yao An had just finished her morning exercise and returned to the dorm to find Tian Yuan typing furiously at the computer.
"Here are the xiaolongbao you wanted."
"Thanks, Sister An'an. I'll eat after I've cursed out ten more Chen Tian supporters."
Seeing that Tian Yuan didn't even turn her head, Yao An shook her head helplessly, finding it somewhat amusing.
Ever since the party ended the day before yesterday, someone had posted a video of her singing on the forum.
There was no need to mention the numerous praises; the forum now had two main factions.
One group still supported Chen Tian, believing she was the most beautiful campus belle at Shanghai Finance University, while the other supported Yao An, feeling that she surpassed Chen Tian in both looks and figure.
In the first few hours, everyone discussed amicably, but it gradually devolved into a war of words. Neither the Chen Tian supporters nor the An'an supporters would back down, vowing to fight to the death.
The forum was a mess.
Tian Yuan was a staunch An'an supporter, spending most of her day cyberbullying others.
Besides that, the aftermath of the stunning performance of bi shang guan at the party was also significant.
The most direct consequence was an increase in people asking for her contact information, a phenomenon particularly noticeable after class and during lunch.
Even when she wore a hat for her morning run, some people recognized her and intentionally or unintentionally ran alongside her, using it as an opportunity to strike up a conversation.
"Hurry and get ready. We're electing a class monitor today, and we need to go early to campaign."
Yang Jiajia, after washing her face and brushing her teeth, hurriedly called for everyone to get dressed.
After receiving two knocks on the head, Tian Yuan reluctantly shut down her computer, ceasing her friendly greetings to her fellow students.
"Sister An'an, aren't you wearing a hat anymore?"
Han Wenjing keenly observed Yao An's change.
"No, I don't feel it's necessary anymore."
Today, Yao An wore a black off-the-shoulder chiffon blouse, dark gray high-waisted shorts, a belt accentuating her slender waist, and low-heeled strap sandals revealing her cute toes.
Her bangs were swept to the sides of her face, revealing a smooth forehead, and curled slightly with a curling iron. Two pearl earrings adorned her earlobes.
The overall outfit looked capable yet gentle.
That is, if one ignored her cold demeanor.
"Exactly! If I were as pretty as you, I'd definitely go out wearing a plastic bag every day."
I used to think the same way as you... Before leaving the dorm, the five of them unconsciously looked towards the bottom bunk by the balcony.
That was Ye Xuan's bed.
Since the party ended, she basically only returned to the dorm to sleep and had zero interaction with everyone. Even her meal buddy, Wu Tong, had been abandoned.
The only person she had a conflict with in the dorm was Yao An. Everyone else had no intention of isolating her; she had isolated herself.
The dorm was a six-minute walk from the teaching building. In that short time, three senior male students approached Yao An for her contact information.
However, with Yang Jiajia, her protector, present, they naturally couldn't succeed.
"Sigh, before, when I walked around campus alone, some senior male students would come and ask for my contact information. Now, walking with you, I've completely become background scenery."
As a beauty on the goddess list, Wu Tong had the most to say about this matter.
The others didn't feel much, as most male university students were still quite shy. Unless they genuinely encountered someone they liked, they generally wouldn't dare to approach proactively.
"Envious?"
Yao An lifted her delicate chin and looked at her.
Wu Tong corrected her sternly:
"Not envious, but jealous. Jealousy makes me unrecognizable."
Yao An took her hand, placed it on her own cheek, and spoke softly.
"No need to be jealous. I'll share a bit of my natural beauty with you. Girls change a lot as they grow up; you'll definitely become even prettier in the future."
Wu Tong had only been joking. After hearing this, she first paused, then her eyes gradually softened, and she couldn't help but raise her other hand to caress Yao An's delicate cheek.
"An'an, you're so kind. I wonder who will be lucky enough to marry you in the future."
Don't bite the hand that feeds you. There's no need for such things.
However, she quickly changed her tune.
"But I'd be a bit reluctant to let those stinky men have you. How about I dump my boyfriend and we get together? You'll be my wife then."
Yao An knew she was joking again and was about to go along with her words.
The phone rang. It was an unknown number.
"Hello, who is this?"
A middle-aged man's voice came through the receiver.
"Hello, is this Miss Yao An? This is Xingyue Media Company..."
Yao An's face darkened, and she hung up the phone directly.
You're a 'Miss,' your whole family are 'Misses.'
Didn't scam calls used to be about selling insurance or tea? How did they turn into media companies now?
Because female streamers make money, right? They set up some kind of 'no-responsibility base salary' to get everyone to stream, but in reality, there are super long streaming hour limits each month.
If the hours aren't met, the company sues the female streamer, demanding compensation for breach of contract.
These rogue companies can truly be said to make money effortlessly. Many naive female university students are praised a few times for being pretty and truly believe they can make a living this way, but in fact, they step into a bottomless abyss the moment they sign the contract.
This is also why Yao An wasn't interested in being a streamer; otherwise, she would have genuinely wanted to hear what kind of rhetoric he would use to entice her.
Moreover, "media company" might just be the other party's excuse; the person calling might actually be in that industrial park.
This little interlude was quickly forgotten. After arriving in the classroom, Yang Jiajia began enthusiastically lobbying various parties, hoping they would support her for class monitor during the vote.
There were 18 girls in the class, and Yang Jiajia had become familiar with everyone during military training.
Logically, girls would be more willing to support a girl for class monitor, and the sole competitor, Zheng Huasong, would lose due to insufficient votes.
But, things just didn't go as planned.
After a brief negotiation, Yang Jiajia returned to her seat very angrily.
"That Zheng Huasong is so shameless!"