The Foolish Bookworm of the Aristocratic Boys’ School chapter 95.1

Chapter 95: Painting the Ice Cream part 1

“Who is Lin Jinghang? And who wants to sleep with you?”

Only after they had walked a considerable distance did Shi Ye dare to call out to Wen Rong.

Wen Rong waved his hand dismissively. “I can handle it myself.”

“But you…”

Shi Ye hesitated, looking like he wanted to say more, but eventually shut his mouth.

Judging by the context of the conversation earlier, Lin Jinghang was probably just as annoying as Zhao Zeyang and posed no threat to his own status.

Besides, if Wen Rong said he could handle it, then he certainly could. Shi Ye had zero doubts about Wen Rong’s capabilities.

The setting sun hung low in the west, casting long, stretched-out shadows across the ground as the two crossed the corridor and arrived at the parking lot.

“Well, just tell me if you need me. I’ll do whatever you say,” Shi Ye couldn’t help but add.

Wen Rong’s gaze lingered on Shi Ye’s face for half a second. “Thank you.”

Immediately after, his eyes lowered to look at Shi Ye’s legs. “Does your knee still hurt?”

“Hurt?”

Shi Ye reacted belatedly. The knee that had been in agonizing pain during the match didn’t hurt anymore.

That was a bit strange.

I didn’t even say anything, yet Wen Rong noticed my knee was hurting. That proves he was watching my match the entire time!

Shi Ye’s heart bloomed with joy. He was just about to heroically declare that he wasn’t afraid of pain, but the moment he opened his mouth, he remembered the book he had been frantically cramming for the past few days—A 10-Day Crash Course in Being a Green Tea. It stated that when your crush cares about you, even if it doesn’t hurt, you must cry out in pain. That is the only way to garner more pity.

So, he leaned his body toward Wen Rong’s shoulder and deliberately furrowed his brows. “You could tell?”

“It hurt like hell during the match, but the moment I thought about you doing the post-match interview, I told myself that even if I died, I had to win. I couldn’t let you interview Zhao Zeyang, even over my dead body.”

“What right does a dog like Zhao Zeyang have to speak to you?”

“In order to win, I think my knee might have actually deformed.”

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Wen Rong was visibly moved, just as expected. “Do you want me to support you?”

The book Lin Qizheng recommended really has some merit.

Shi Ye forcibly suppressed the corners of his mouth. “Wouldn’t that be too much trouble for you?”

Wen Rong fell silent.

Shi Ye started to panic. He blinked rapidly, staring at his own arm, thinking, I shouldn’t be that heavy… Why is he hesitating!?

“I might not be able to drag you. And if your knee is deformed, it’s better not to move around recklessly. What’s your coach’s number? We should call and ask him to bring a doctor over.”

Shi Ye: “…”

Shi Ye: “?”

“Hmm?”

Shi Ye gritted his teeth. “I can still persevere.”

“You can’t do that. What if you really end up lame? You won’t be able to play tennis, you won’t be able to drive a convertible, and you might not even be able to climb the stairs to the lecture halls.”

“I…” Unable to refute this logic, Shi Ye took a deep breath. “I got it. I’ll make the call myself.”

“Mmhmm.”

Shi Ye sat tragically on the stretcher, regretting that he had tried too hard.

He shouldn’t have said anything about the knee being deformed. If he had just let Wen Rong support him, everything would have been fine!

The Tennis Open had ended, but the fans’ joy hadn’t faded. Major venues were celebrating Shi Ye’s victory, and the internet was bustling with activity.

The hottest topic among them was arguably the post-match interview video.

There had been rumors about Shi Ye and Wen Rong earlier. Even though they had been clarified, it couldn’t stop netizens from fantasizing about the relationship between the two.

In previous years, post-match interviews garnered little attention. Last year’s interview with Shi Ye, in particular, was so devoid of information that even his fans had no interest in rewatching it.

But today’s post-match interview was full of details.

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Shi Ye had actually matured after entering university! He answered questions seriously! He even cracked a joke or two occasionally, sharing amusing training anecdotes he had never revealed before.

Fans listened with relish. More importantly, those who watched on repeat noticed that throughout the video, although there was a person standing between Wen Rong and Shi Ye, and Wen Rong asked no ambiguous questions, Shi Ye’s gaze would constantly drift toward Wen Rong, intentionally or not. He even deliberately mimicked Wen Rong’s small habits: twirling the microphone, tilting his head, and biting his lip when suppressing a smile.

[If this isn’t love, what is it? Their eye contact is practically sticky.]

[I won’t say who is unrequitedly in love with whom, but Wen Rong didn’t give him a single extra glance. Obviously, he doesn’t like him.]

[Stop saying he’s throwing himself at him. The heir to the Shi family, a two-time Open champion—is he someone a charity student can climb up to?]

[Shi Ye’s eyes are practically glued to Wen Rong’s body, and you say it’s not love? Shi Ye’s fans have mouths harder than steel plates.]

[Who paid for this marketing? Surely Shi Ye didn’t buy ads everywhere just to publicize that he likes a charity student.]

[Why is that impossible? This is such an obvious forced confession. Do you follow stars or not?]

[Shi Ye isn’t a celebrity; he’s a hardcore professional athlete.]

[CP fans don’t dare to speak, afraid of being screenshotted and shamed on the hot search by toxic solo stans.]

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[Those shipping Wen Rong and Zhou Xie dare to speak even less. Zhou Xie is the one who allowed Wen Rong to wear women’s clothing!]

[You’re done for. The toxic solos are going to screenshot you and put you on the hot search to prove Wen Rong and Shi Ye aren’t dating.]

Just as the different factions were arguing fiercely, an account claiming to be an insider released Wen Rong’s resume. Everything else was strictly redacted, revealing only the address.

Home Address: Shi Family Estate

[Ahhhhhh! Cohabitation confirmed. Toxic solos, screenshot me quickly! I dare say I’m shipping a real couple!]

[Passerby here asking, is the Shi Family Estate that 500-year-old museum that has more collections than an actual museum?]

[Yes, yes.]

[Then that hardly counts as cohabitation. I visit there every day; does that make the Shi Family Estate my private backyard?]

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[If you have the ability to write ‘Shi Family Estate’ in your home address column, then yes, it’s your backyard.]

[Cry about it. It’s not your backyard, but it is definitely Wen Rong’s backyard.]

[Can someone crop out the person in the middle? I want to see a photo of just Wen Rong and Shi Ye.]

[That height difference, that skin tone difference. Perfection.]

[Family! Go look at the Floriman Academy wiki app immediately! Some big shot at Floriman just dropped gossip about Wen Rong and Shi Ye.]

[What gossip? What tea? Can you say it here!]

[Urgent, urgent! CP fans, listen to my command! Move out! Go to the Floriman Academy wiki app to see Shi Ye carrying Wen Rong in a princess carry! Oh, Wen Rong’s legs… slurp slurp.]

With the fermentation of topics from all sides, the hashtag #WenRongShiYe firmly occupied the hot search. The post-match interview video had over ten thousand real-time viewers for three consecutive hours, and the Floriman Academy wiki app broke new download records.

Shi Ye had only just come out from his check-up when he received congratulatory text messages from advertisers wishing him a happy marriage. The jewelers, in particular, had already started pitching the world’s only two large gemstones to him… symbolizing one life, one pair, never to be separated for eternity. It was tacky as hell.

He accidentally clicked on a jeweler’s video, and the screen brightened by ten degrees due to the glittering special effects, shining like a light bulb.

Shi Ye hadn’t even had time to put his clothes on. He froze for three seconds, then asked Wang Xijie, “What’s going on? Who am I rumored to be dating this time?”

“The internet is buzzing with discussions that you and Wen Rong are in a relationship.”

“They’re talking nonsense. Wen Rong and I have a pure friendship.”

Wang Xijie: “Your mouth is smiling so hard it’s crooked.”

“…”

Shi Ye wiped his face and rubbed his prickly buzz cut. “Find someone to handle the scandal. Wen Rong and I are just close friends; we aren’t dating.”

Wang Xijie looked at his attempt to cover up his joy. Speechless for half a second, he asked, “What? Are you unhappy about having a scandal with your crush?”

“Of course I’m happy!” Shi Ye answered impatiently, then said dejectedly, “But Wen Rong isn’t happy.”

“He’s an innocent boy. If he has a scandal with me, won’t his image be ruined?”

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