“Song Zicheng, that name sounds familiar.” Wang Muman thought carefully.
“Hello, I’m also from Wutong Junior High. I recognize people who are close to the goddess.” Song Zicheng looked at Wang Muman.
“Oh, you’re that Song Zicheng who often hosts events.” Wang Muman recalled the flag-raising ceremonies and various performances. The host was always him. She hadn’t expected him to be at this school too.
“So you two know each other. Was this intentional or coincidental?” He Lele asked.
“Just a coincidence. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have made this bet so easily. The goddess actually remembers me. It seems my hosting was good. I often saw the goddess at flag-raising ceremonies and performances, so I recognized her immediately.” Song Zicheng scratched his hair. “Now that I’ve asked, I’ll be going. Knowing each other is also a form of fate.”
Wang Muman nodded at him. “Goodbye.”
“I thought he was a follower, but he’s just a little host. You have a nice voice!” He Lele said gossipy.
Wang Muman said a bit shyly, “I don’t know many people. Only those in my class, and others I’ve seen a few times during events.” Two more figures appeared, blocking the light in front of her.
“Gentlemen, may I treat you to a meal today to foster our friendship?” It was Zhou Mingyu and Yan Cheng.
“If you have something to say, just say it. We’ll consider eating then!” He Lele, seeing Zhou Mingyu’s somewhat guilty expression, didn’t want to be easily taken advantage of.
Actually, Zhou Mingyu didn’t have much of a plan. He had bragged to his friends that he could have a meal with Wang Muman, and his friends also wanted to meet her. Thus, Zhou Mingyu was in a difficult position and had to go through with it. He pulled Yan Cheng along, knowing that having a handsome guy around would make He Lele let him go. Yan Cheng couldn’t stand Zhou Mingyu’s annoying persistence and could only come along. He saw that a guy earlier seemed to know Wang Muman, and she had even smiled. He seized this opportunity to approach them.
“What does your friend look like?” He Lele’s intentions were straightforward and easy to understand.
“My friend? Look at Yan Cheng. I have plenty of people with his kind of looks around me. Don’t worry, he’s good-looking.” Zhou Mingyu raised an eyebrow at He Lele.
“Don’t gross me out, and don’t lie to me, or I’ll expose you! Manman, you’ve passed my test. Now it’s up to you if you want to go?” He Lele and both of them were now looking at Wang Muman.
This made Wang Muman a little nervous. Meeting strangers was still a bit uncomfortable. “I… I’ll go, but I can’t guarantee I’ll talk to him!”
“Sister Manman, you can rest assured about that. It’s just a meal, a brief appearance, and I’m treating. You just need to eat for free!” Zhou Mingyu, seeing Wang Muman agree, conceded to all conditions. “Ladies, you can order me around for anything, especially Sister Manman. It’s all negotiable!”
Yan Cheng looked at Zhou Mingyu’s fawning behavior and moved a little distance away, indicating he wasn’t in cahoots with him.
Zhou Mingyu sat on some steps further away and chatted with Yan Cheng. Zhang Jiayi happened to see them and ran over, showing Zhou Mingyu the photos she had taken of his competition.
“Sister Yi, this picture makes me look really handsome! You have skill!” Zhou Mingyu gave her a thumbs-up, very satisfied.
“Of course, I’ve taken so many, I’ve developed the technique!” Zhang Jiayi smiled, pleased with his praise.
“Let me see the photos you took. I want to see if there are any unflattering ones!” The most important thing was to see if there were any unflattering photos of He Lele. He didn’t want to miss the opportunity to tease her, but that would be for later.