Chapter 382: What Are You Planning to Do in the Men’s Room

"Lü Yang, Rejected 99 Times, the Aloof Campus Belle Comes On Strong"

Boss Cutie

"What's going on?" Jiang Muye poked his head out of the bathroom, toothpaste foam still in his mouth, and asked in confusion.

What he saw was three miserable faces.

"We're done for—" Muzi shook his head.

Old He covered his face with one hand. "I've got no face left to see my ancestors."

Little White Dove said, "I'm emo…"

Jiang Muye noticed that the small microwave was emitting black smoke.

And that wasn't all. Even the power socket was more than half blackened.

His eyelid twitched.

This was a scene of total disaster…

The small microwave being broken was a minor matter, but it looked like the wiring had burned out.

Jiang Muye had never imagined that not only their own dorm, but several neighboring dorms had been affected too.

The old dormitory buildings of the old campus were prone to electrical fires.

They'd gotten away with using it on the sly before, but this time they'd taken a wrong step in the dark and slipped.

In the Dean of Discipline's office, the four of them trembled with fear.

They could feel the Dean of Discipline's deep gaze upon them.

It wasn't a torrent of abuse, but that kind of eerie smile a smiling tiger gives while looking at them.

"I fully understand your pursuit of a refined modern quality of life, but is electricity something you can joke around with! If you keep this up, something will happen, you know! If it catches fire, the consequences are endless!" Under the circumstances, the Dean of Discipline couldn't just let Jiang Muye off lightly because of his status.

After all, the impact of this matter was too great.

Especially since the dorms next to Jiang Muye's had all been dragged into it.

Even if she wanted to suppress it, it would be difficult. Besides, if she just let Jiang Muye off, the others would definitely not accept it, since this violated the school rules and regulations.

"I was in the wrong about this," Jiang Muye apologized.

"No, it's my fault. I used the microwave and operated it improperly, that's what caused this. It has nothing to do with them." Little White Dove said to the Dean of Discipline.

"I'm the Dormitory Head, the responsibility is all mine, I used the electricity improperly." Kai fought to take the blame.

"Alright, stop covering for each other. It was clearly my mistake, I'll take responsibility for my own actions." Old He rushed to admit fault.

Jiang Muye watched his roommates stand united, and what had originally been a rather vexing matter unexpectedly yielded a hint of sweetness.

Even the Dean of Discipline rolled her eyes. Looking at this group of loyal fellows, she didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Now there were people fighting to be scapegoats?

As the few of them argued endlessly, a knock sounded at the door. "Knock knock knock."

"Come in." The Dean of Discipline said.

Jiang Muye and the others instinctively looked toward the door.

Standing outside was a girl in a black JK uniform. Her bright, moving face was exposed within the white incandescent light, beautiful and fair as snow.

Her gaze rested on Jiang Muye with deep affection, and those especially soulful eyes could make anyone's heart flutter.

Even Jiang Muye was dizzy for a few seconds, but quickly came back to his senses.

What was she doing here?

Jiang Muye stood there expressionless, not giving her a single smile in return.

Instead, Leng Ruoli's serious voice rang out, dealing Jiang Muye a critical blow.

"Teacher, it's actually because of me that the circuit tripped and the power went out." Leng Ruoli paused. "It's because my health isn't good, I forced Muye to heat up a Chinese medicine packet for me and deliver it, but I never expected something like this to happen."

With guilt on her face, Leng Ruoli emphasized, "If there's to be a punishment, punish me alone, don't drag the others into it."

Her words surprised everyone.

They had been entirely unprepared for Leng Ruoli to take all the blame.

"This…" The Dean of Discipline hesitated.

She had heard before that Jiang Muye and Leng Ruoli were in a romantic relationship.

If the two of them combined their influence, their power would be immense.

She probably couldn't afford to target them maliciously, otherwise it would be equivalent to offending both of them.

"No!" A resolute voice rang out.

Leng Ruoli looked at Jiang Muye in surprise.

Jiang Muye answered the Dean of Discipline with force and conviction, "This was done by me alone, it has nothing to do with Leng Ruoli. She's just covering for me. I'll accept whatever punishment."

"That's not how it is!" Leng Ruoli was frantic, and just as she wanted to argue with Jiang Muye, Little White Dove and the others also confessed, "Teacher, punish us! She really didn't tell us to do it, it was our own personal behavior."

With their attitude laid out like this, it was obvious they no longer wanted any entanglement with Leng Ruoli.

They were men, after all. They definitely wouldn't let a girl take the blame, nor did they want Muzi to owe Leng Ruoli any favors, only to end up more deeply entangled later.

The Dean of Discipline's head was pounding. Watching this group jabber on and fight over it, she grew a bit annoyed.

There was definitely no way she'd hand out a heavy punishment, so she came up with a comprehensive plan.

"You'll go clean the school's toilets for three days!"

At the Dean of Discipline's words, Jiang Muye nodded. "Alright."

"Let's go, time to clean." The roommates could accept that too.

Although the toilets were filthy and disgusting, compared to some disciplinary record or being reported, the punishment really was much lighter.

So the group went to grab tools and clean the toilets.

Jiang Muye picked up a mop, only to find that Leng Ruoli had picked one up too.

He glared at Leng Ruoli unhappily. "Don't follow me."

"I'm helping you." Leng Ruoli's eyes burned as she stared at Jiang Muye. "Wherever you go, I go."

Jiang Muye squinted, then slipped off to the men's room next door. "Are you going to the men's room too?"

He was sure Leng Ruoli wouldn't dare come in.

Sure enough, he saw Leng Ruoli's face flush red, thoroughly flustered.

Jiang Muye suddenly felt a bit pleased.

Now he could finally shake Leng Ruoli off, right?

The roommates didn't give Leng Ruoli a friendly look. They walked past her and went to help with the cleaning.

Jiang Muye stood in front of a yellowed urinal, his face full of disgust.

Who the hell pees so crookedly?

Can't you aim straight.

Cleaning toilets really wasn't a cushy job, far too challenging.

Jiang Muye pinched his nose, struggling to overcome his psychological barrier. He put on rubber gloves and was about to scrub around the urinal with toilet cleaner when a shadow fell over him.

A pleasant, fresh fragrance wound around the tip of his nose.

Completely different from that stench of urine.

Jiang Muye immediately raised his head, and found Leng Ruoli scrubbing away vigorously with a brush.

She was clearly resisting the smell too, her brows knitted tightly.

From Jiang Muye's angle, he could see her exquisite nose and crimson lips.

Perhaps Jiang Muye's astonished gaze was too obvious, because Leng Ruoli looked over.

When she looked at him, the corners of her eyes curved.

Jiang Muye's heart of stone seemed to be struck by something, and it sank.

"What are you doing!" Jiang Muye snapped at her.

"Working." Leng Ruoli answered concisely.

"This is the men's room!"

"I know." Leng Ruoli's eyes blinked. "Men and women working together get the job done without fatigue. Besides, this is contributing to the school. What do I have to be ashamed of?"