Chapter 81: I'm Not Short on Money, I'm Short on People

Jiang Muye got straight to the point. "What did you say?"

"This Saturday is the CET-4 exam. Time is a bit tight, and I have plenty of free time. If you're willing, I'm willing… willing to tutor you!" Leng Ruoli looked at Jiang Muye shyly, her eyes bright and lively. It was obvious she was waiting for him to agree.

Jiang Muye thought about it. She was right—this Saturday was the CET-4 exam.

He'd been so busy having fun lately that he'd forgotten all about it.

"No thanks." Jiang Muye refused.

【Congratulations, Host, on rejecting the Cold Campus Belle. You have earned two hundred Grit Points and received one hundred RMB.】

When Leng Ruoli saw Jiang Muye reject her, disappointment immediately crept into her eyes. "Okay."

But a moment later, Jiang Muye's voice rang out again. "But if I run into any problems, I'll definitely come to you for help."

The only reason Jiang Muye refused was because he had the System now. He could handle the CET-4 completely on his own; there was no need for private lessons.

Of course, if he actually hit a problem while studying, he was still willing to ask Leng Ruoli.

It was like giving a desert an oasis, like blooming fresh flowers in the middle of a wasteland. Leng Ruoli, who had just been dealt a blow, was instantly revitalized.

Happily, Leng Ruoli waved her phone. "My phone is on for you twenty-four hours a day."

"Same here." The corner of Jiang Muye's mouth curved up slightly. "Since you're so enthusiastic, I'll definitely have to pester you with questions."

Hearing that, Leng Ruoli's ears turned bright red.

"Of course, as thanks, this time I'll allow you to steal my memes," Jiang Muye said with a smile.

As a result, Leng Ruoli blushed. "You're not the original creator, and you don't hold the copyright. Even if I stole them, it wouldn't count as stealing from you."

Jiang Muye perked up. "In that case, I'll go find the author when I get back and buy out the copyright to those memes."

Leng Ruoli: "!!!"

Seeing her astonished, adorably blank expression, Jiang Muye burst out laughing. "So silly. Alright, head on up—we're at the girls' dorm already."

"That was fast." Leng Ruoli was a little surprised. She hadn't even had enough of talking with Jiang Muye, and yet they'd already arrived at the dorm.

"Fast? We've been walking for ten minutes." Jiang Muye's mouth quirked up. "Alright, go on up."

"Okay." Leng Ruoli answered sweetly, then took off the jacket and returned it to Jiang Muye. After bidding him a reluctant farewell, she ran back into the building.

Jiang Muye clutched the jacket and put it back on, then faintly caught a whiff of a fresh fragrance.

It wasn't the smell of his own body, nor the scent of laundry detergent on the clothes.

It was the fragrance belonging to Leng Ruoli herself.

Smelling it, Jiang Muye felt refreshed and his mood lifted.

He glanced toward the window of Leng Ruoli's dorm and didn't leave.

Only when a slender figure was reflected in the window did Jiang Muye involuntarily curl his lips, humming a tune as he headed back to his dorm.

Night wrapped in around them.

At eight-thirty in the evening, the teaching building was brightly lit. One lamp after another lit up in the windows, then slowly went dark again. People had already begun coming out in twos and threes.

Everyone saw a beautiful figure standing there.

She wore a light pink dress with Hanfu elements, dressed up gorgeously, with bright, expressive eyes and a smile on her rosy, pretty lips. In her arms she cradled a super-large figurine, and she kept peering into the building as if waiting for someone.

The other students were thrilled at the sight, stopping nearby to discuss. "Isn't that Campus Belle Jiang? What's she doing at the teaching building? Her uncle's the Dean of Discipline—she doesn't even have to come to evening self-study."

"No idea, but who's she waiting for? If I'm not mistaken, isn't that figurine from One Piece?"

"It's definitely not cheap. Who's Campus Belle Jiang? She's a Goddess in the cosplay world. How could any figurine she gets her hands on be cheap? It's either a rare edition or a limited edition. But who's she planning to give it to?"

"She's definitely waiting for Bro Mu. Campus Belle Jiang confessed to him on the Confession Wall before!"

"Wow, I'm so jealous of Bro Mu. I'm not asking him to pass on everything he's learned, but couldn't he teach me a few moves for picking up girls? If I had a girlfriend like Campus Belle Jiang, wouldn't any limited-edition figurine or merch I wanted just fall right into my hands!"

"You said it. As expected of Bro Mu—one move and not a single flower is left standing. All Four Great Campus Belles like him. If it were me, I'd be laughing myself awake in my dreams!"

Jiang Muye was now a godlike figure among the male students of East City University.

His story of counterattack—hundreds of pages wouldn't be enough to write it all down. A simp who somehow gained a mysterious power that made all Four Great Campus Belles unable to forget him.

Some even thought that Jiang Muye's original proposal to Campus Belle Xia was all part of his scheme, deliberately relying on ninety-nine proposals and confessions to make Campus Belle Xia unable to resist him.

Brilliant. Absolutely brilliant. A master among masters!

So now anyone who wanted to escape singledom didn't pray to the Matchmaker God anymore—they prayed to Jiang Muye.

Want to escape singledom? Believe in Bro Mu, and you can't go wrong!

How many followers of the Church of Mu had sprung up, eager to hang Jiang Muye's photo on their wall, stick three sticks of incense in front of it, and pray properly for blessings to find their Goddess sooner and escape singledom.

So even if Campus Belle Jiang was waiting for Jiang Muye now, it was only natural.

After all, Bro Mu was no ordinary person!

Amid everyone's exclamations, Jiang Muye finally arrived.

He caught sight of the beaming Jiang Xueli at a glance. Jiang Xueli waved at Jiang Muye, smiling especially happily. "Hi! Over here!"

The bystanders grew excited.

See? See? She was waiting for Bro Mu!

Bro Mu, forever a god! As long as Bro Mu unleashes his charm, no woman can resist! But the problem is, Bro Mu—so many people like you already, can't you just leave one for the rest of us?

Jiang Muye was helpless. How had he been ambushed by Jiang Xueli again?

Under the ill-intentioned gazes of his bros, Jiang Muye could only walk up to Jiang Xueli and say, "Why are you here again?"

"I came to pick you up and walk you back to your dorm." Jiang Xueli smiled sweetly. "You don't have to be afraid of me. I'm not some jackal or tiger—what could I possibly do to you? Here, this is a gift for you, a bribe."

Little White Dove rushed over excitedly. Seeing Jiang Xueli's luxurious figurine, he was thrilled. "Isn't this the three brothers from One Piece? This must be expensive."

"It's a limited edition—only ten in the world, official and authentic. I went out of my way to get it. I heard Bro Mu really likes One Piece, so I got this figurine~"

Jiang Xueli's form of address for Jiang Muye instantly made Little White Dove grin slyly. He nudged Jiang Muye. "Bro Mu, what do you think?"

"I really do want this figurine. Thanks—count it as me buying it." Jiang Muye paused. "Name a price, I'll transfer it to you."

"No, I told you I don't lack money." Jiang Xueli's eyelashes fluttered, and just as she was about to say something, Jiang Muye beat her to it. "What you lack is a person, right?"

"Right, so clever. So when are you planning to set off?" Jiang Xueli smiled sweetly.