Chapter 58: I Bought You the Air Conditioner

"Right, doesn't the school forbid swapping out the air conditioners?" Kai was curious too.

It wasn't like they'd never thought about replacing the AC before. The main thing was, buying one wasn't a good deal—after all, they'd only be here two years before moving on, so why spend money to make things easy for the next bunch?

Besides, the school didn't approve of students swapping out air conditioners on their own, so the matter was dropped.

"The recipient is Jiang Muye. Which one of you is Jiang Muye?" The technician checked the slip and looked around at Jiang Muye and the others.

Little White Dove and the rest all turned to look at Jiang Muye in unison. "You bought an air conditioner?"

"I didn't buy one."

Jiang Muye had wanted to, but hadn't the school refused?

Besides, this kind of air conditioner drew way too much power. The school would absolutely not agree to it. He was afraid of breaking the school rules, and if it ended up dragging his roommates down with him and getting their credits docked, or getting reported, that would be bad.

While Jiang Muye was still stunned, the technician said, "Well, you don't need to worry about that. The school director has already approved it. You can install it."

"Do we have to pay for the air conditioner?" Kai asked the key question.

"Miss Leng Ruoli has already paid for you in full," the technician said, and the words stunned everyone present.

Jiang Muye was astonished. "She bought it for me?"

An indescribable feeling rose in his heart.

Today it had only been Little White Dove mentioning it in passing—he had never imagined Leng Ruoli would take it to heart, and by evening someone had come to install the air conditioner.

"Yes." The technician nodded. "Can we start installing now?"

"Yes, yes, absolutely yes!" Little White Dove was thrilled.

In fact, the dorm was freezing. At night the blankets were pitifully thin, and you had to curl up to sleep at all. Without piling a few down jackets on top of the blanket, you simply couldn't get to sleep.

Now that there was a high-end air conditioner that could heat the room, why wouldn't they want it!

The important thing was that it was free, and the school had approved it.

The boys watching from the sidelines were thoroughly soured with envy.

"Our dorm wants a heater too! When are they going to tear out our piece of junk AC?"

"It's cold air these past two days, it's freezing! How are us poor students without AC supposed to survive? I'm so jealous of Jiang Muye. The Cold Campus Belle chasing him is just so romantic, gifting an air conditioner—way more practical than my girlfriend giving me milk tea!"

"When will I get a romantic encounter like that? Hey, Jiang Muye, I really need to learn from you—how do you get campus belles so head over heels they're dizzy?"

Amid the envious, jealous gazes of the boys, even Jiang Muye himself felt like he was dreaming.

The technician soon finished installing the air conditioner.

Once it was installed, they started using it right away.

The dorm that had been icy cold suddenly began to warm up, turning especially cozy.

Jiang Muye's dorm was packed to bursting, with everyone from the neighboring dorms coming over to visit.

One by one they started shamelessly saying, "Jiang Muye, can we sleep on the floor here tonight?"

"Heating or no heating doesn't matter, I just want to play games with you."

"Um, I'm not here to soak up the heat, I just want to have a good talk with you. Master, accept your disciple's bow—how do you pick up girls?"

"Jiang Muye, write a book, I'll buy it, okay! However expensive it is! Just hurry up and teach me how to stop being single!"

Looking at all those eyes thirsty for knowledge, Jiang Muye felt dismal.

Teach them what?

He was a single dog himself, hadn't even gotten into a relationship yet.

Jiang Muye said, "You can mooch the AC, but keep it quiet. I'm getting into bed."

He climbed up into his bunk and ignored them.

One by one, the knowledge-thirsty fellows, having failed to obtain the romance bible, weren't disheartened.

Of course they didn't leave either.

Cut the crap—their own dorms were freezing, so why leave when it was so warm here? They'd mooch as long as they could, only a fool wouldn't soak up the heat.

Jiang Muye opened WeChat and replied to Leng Ruoli: [Thanks, but how did you get the school to agree to install the air conditioner?]

He took a deep breath, and there was no fog anymore.

The room was genuinely warm.

He looked over at Little White Dove and Old He across the way, already comfortably rolling around on their beds. The formerly harsh dorm life had turned thriving.

All thanks to the air conditioner Leng Ruoli had given.

Leng Ruoli replied instantly: [I went to the principal to apply, and he agreed right away. How's the air conditioner? Is it running properly?]

In reality, Leng Ruoli had donated two hundred computers to the school before it approved.

But Leng Ruoli didn't say so, precisely because she was afraid Jiang Muye would feel pressured, and it would be bad if he refused.

Jiang Muye typed: [Great. How much was it? I'll transfer it to you.]

Immediately, a notification appeared at the top of WeChat: [Leng Ruoli patted Jiang Muye's head]

Leng Ruoli: [No need. You treated me to barbecue last time, and the air conditioner didn't cost much.]

Jiang Muye felt that wouldn't do.

Even if Leng Ruoli was rich, it was still her money.

Jiang Muye wasn't one to live off a woman—otherwise he'd be a disgrace to his System.

So Jiang Muye directly transferred ten thousand yuan to Leng Ruoli.

[Transferred. Accept it.]

Leng Ruoli: [I won't accept it. Let it transfer back automatically. If you really want to thank me, can you agree to one thing?]

She didn't want to be so calculating with Jiang Muye. She wanted Jiang Muye to accept her kindness.

Jiang Muye was curious and asked: [What is it? As long as it's something I can do, I'll help as much as I can.]

Instantly a message came through.

After Jiang Muye saw the content, he was a little surprised, then couldn't help but smile.

This little dummy, did she really need to ask him for that?

Jiang Muye: [Sure, of course.]

Leng Ruoli: [Great, then see you tomorrow. Good night~]

She also sent a sticker of a little kitten acting cute.

Jiang Muye looked at it, a smile in his eyes, and replied: [Good night.]

At that moment, Leng Ruoli lay her delicate, lovely body on the bed, staring intently at one message.

%: [Sure, of course.]

Leng Ruoli's shoulders trembled shyly, and she excitedly clutched her phone and rolled around on the bed.

He actually agreed—that was wonderful.

Leng Ruoli pressed her little face into the pillow, then rolled over, her slender, fair long legs beneath her perky rear lifting slightly, opening and closing, swaying up and down, showing just how delighted she was.

She was so looking forward to meeting tomorrow.

But what should she wear tomorrow?

A bright, sunny morning, the air fresh. It was still early, and there was hardly anyone on the basketball court.

[Congratulations, Host, on a successful Check-in at the basketball court. You have obtained 500,000 RMB, plus a bonus of twenty points of stamina to prevent you from exhausting your stamina.]

Jiang Muye closed the System panel, set the basketball on his lap, and sat on the steps waiting for someone.

His handsome face met the daylight—sword-like brows and starry eyes, extraordinarily good-looking. Even in a white T-shirt and black pants, he wore them with the tall, strapping bearing of a male model.

As he waited lazily, a graceful figure suddenly appeared in his field of vision.

Jiang Muye's eyes lit up.

Leng Ruoli had her hair in a high ponytail.

Her figure proportions were excellent. Today she wore a white tight sleeveless top that bared her knees, with a sports jacket over it, a slender waist, and a pretty little belly showing, where you could faintly make out her abs. Her legs were especially toned and slender, and as she walked over she gave Jiang Muye a winsome smile.

She quickly jogged over, her pretty eyes apologetic. "Sorry, did I keep you waiting long?"

"No, we agreed on nine, and I'm the one who came early—there are still two minutes left." Jiang Muye raised his wrist and let Leng Ruoli look at the time on his watch.

"Phew, that's good then." Leng Ruoli smiled, revealing slightly pointed little fangs.

"When's the exam?" Jiang Muye asked.