Senior Sister, Shut Up!

Chapter 100: Senior Sister’s Defenses Have Completely Collapsed

9:30 p.m.

Su Huaizhou held the hairdryer and tousled Junior Brother’s wet hair expressionlessly, aiming the airflow vent at his head.

If the item in her were a gun, she felt that she might have already pulled the trigger.

She was furious.

After he kept her in suspense for so long, it turned out all he wanted was for her to blow dry his hair for some material?!

Sure, she had been quite happy when Junior Brother blow dried her hair yesterday, and yes, she had thought about how nice it would be to return the favor.

But not now!

She had already mentally prepared herself.

She had even decided that she wouldn’t pretend to hesitate and directly accept his confession.

She couldn’t even hand herself over willingly. Junior Brother’s skillful dodging had avoided her entirely.

How could she not be infuriated?

If someone hired a paid actor (A player on the enemy side paid for playing badly so the payer can perform better against them.) to play their game and if the payer was as cowardly as Junior Brother, the paid actor would be fuming.

While thinking, Su Huaizhou rubbed Junior Brother’s head harder.

“Ow… Senior Sister, be gentle…”

“Oh…” She quickly eased up, her hand becoming soft and gentle. “Is this okay?”

“Mhm…” Jiang Miao closed his eyes, savoring the wonderful touch of Senior Sister’s hand gently running through his hair.

Unfortunately, he didn’t have much hair, so blow drying only took two to three minutes.

After Su Huaizhou ran her hand through his hair to confirm it was dry, she turned off the hairdryer.

Still feeling somewhat unwilling, she set down the hairdryer and asked, “Junior Brother, do you need anything else?”

“Huh? Oh, no, no,” Jiang Miao quickly replied. “Thanks, Senior Sister. Sorry for troubling you to help me get material so late.”

“You’re welcome. I’m going to take a shower,” Su Huaizhou said through gritted teeth, turned around, and stomped heavily towards the door.

Seeing Senior Sister leave the room, Jiang Miao couldn’t hold back his laughter. He collapsed onto the bed, chuckling.

Her reaction just now was too cute!

If not for the fact that he felt sorry for her, he would have loved to continue teasing her without exposing her Congee Boss identity.

Unfortunately, he wasn’t as mischievous as she was. He couldn’t bear to string her along for over a month.

Jiang Miao had a good heart. He would only playfully mess with her three times at most.

Besides, the whole ‘so close yet so far’ game was wearing on him too. He was finding it harder and harder to hold back.

He really wanted to hold Senior Sister in his arms, pinch her cute little cheeks, and kiss her small mouth.

With this thought, Jiang Miao almost couldn’t resist running to the bathroom door to confess.

He shook his head and calmed down before sitting back in his chair, ready to continue writing.

At noon, he had released two chapters for the premium release.

Then there was another one in the afternoon and two more after dinner.

It added up to ten thousand words in one day!!

As expected of me! Awesome!

Feeling proud, Jiang Miao uploaded the chapter Senior Sister had just proofread to the author’s dashboard. Then he excitedly wrote a brief author’s note.

[Ten thousand words! 10,000 words! I’ve hit ten thousand words today!!! Aren’t you going to praise me?!]

He didn’t know if he would be able to hit 10,000 words again, so he had to show off while he still could.

Moreover, it was only 9:30 p.m., and there were still more than two hours until midnight. He could totally crank out another chapter!

But just as Jiang Miao was about to continue writing, his phone vibrated.

[No Tears in the Wind]: You’re not in the dorm?

Jiang Miao was stunned for a moment. He looked at the profile picture and realized that it was the WeChat of his roommate Chen Haoshang.

He had only seen Chen Haoshang chat in the dorm room group chat. It was the first time he had taken the initiative to chat privately.

This question made Jiang Miao feel a bit awkward.

After thinking for a moment, he replied.

[Miaomiao is Deep in Thought]: I went home yesterday. Sorry I didn’t let you know.

[No Tears in the Wind]: You went home yesterday?

Chen Haoshang was clearly surprised. He probably thought that Jiang Miao was out for a bit, not that he had gone home.

He usually went out early in the morning every day, dived straight into gaming after returning at 10:30 p.m., and fell asleep in the wee hours of the morning.

He actually didn’t notice that Jiang Miao wasn’t around last night.

[Miaomiao is Deep in Thought]: Yeah. I should be back in the next couple of days. What’s the matter?

[No Tears in the Wind]: My computer broke, so I sent it for repairs. I can’t play games. Can your laptop run League?

[Miaomiao is Deep in Thought]: It should be able to, but I don’t have it installed. You’ll have to download it yourself.

[No Tears in the Wind]: No problem. It’s fine as long as it works. Otherwise, I’d have to go to an internet cafe, which is a bit of a waste.

Jiang Miao had pretty much figured out why his roommate was grinding games every day, so he didn’t mind lending him his laptop.

But he still gave a reminder.

[Miaomiao is Deep in Thought]: You can play games, but don’t touch my other stuff.

If Xun Liang heard this, this bastard would most likely completely search his laptop.

But there was not much to worry about with Chen Haoshang. Jiang Miao trusted the usually aloof Chen Haoshang more when it came to things like this.

[No Tears in the Wind]: Got it, thanks.

After finishing his chat with Chen Haoshang, Jiang Miao breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he had successfully dodged any awkwardness. He set his phone aside, placed his hands back on the keyboard, and got back to writing.

…

Time flew by as he wrote.

In the blink of an eye, more than an hour passed.

As the clock neared 11 p.m., Jiang Miao uploaded another 2,000-word chapter.

His readers were thrilled and immediately flooded the comments section of the latest chapter.

[Too Short!]

[It’s not enough! We need more!]

[If only it was as long as Eagle’s chapters.]

[Come on, Peach Jam, take notes from Eagle. We’re not asking for much. Even half as long is fine ]

Hmph! Jiang Miao looked at the comments and snorted.

A group of ungrateful readers, always wanting more. He had already hit 12,000 words, but they still weren’t satisfied.

Didn’t they realize his brain was fried by now?

Writing so much was exhausting.

How could ordinary people compare to the hand speed of the big shot Eagle?

Sure, hitting 10,000 words in one day was within reason for most authors if they gritted their teeth and pushed themselves.

But 30,000 words a day or more was basically waging war against your body and mind.

In theory, if a web novel author stayed fully focused, 2,000 words an hour was achievable.

If you started at 8 a.m., worked until 11, took a break, then resumed from 1 p.m. to 5 p.m., and then again from 7 p.m. to 11 p.m., that was a total of eleven hours of work.

This equaled 22,000 words.

If your writing speed could be a bit faster, 30,000 words wouldn’t be impossible.

But that was only a theoretical speed.

In reality, people inevitably got distracted.

And thinking through the plot took time.

If you aimed for higher quality in your writing, you might need to review each chapter several times after writing it—revising the wording and adjusting sentences.

Moreover, the mental toll would continue to rise.

Especially with writing, it was incredibly draining.

After he pushed out over 10,000 words in a day, his mind felt utterly empty.

The big shots who could consistently achieve 10,000 words day after day, especially the highly successful ones, basically had their own set of familiar plot logic.

Sometimes, they could write without even thinking. The storyline would flow out like a rushing river.

Otherwise, with meticulous checking and refinement paired with 10,000 words daily, the author’s brain would be scrapped in less than a month.

Jiang Miao was experiencing a bit of this feeling now.

Even though the dialogue between the male and female leads still carried the familiar essence, and he could force himself to continue writing humorous and interesting content that also had exciting moments, just thinking about it made him feel nauseous.

After releasing the latest chapter, he didn’t even want to look at the readers’ comments. All he wanted to do was get some sleep.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of Senior Sister’s footsteps coming from outside.

“Junior Brother, I’m done showering.”

“Mm, I just finished a chapter. I wrote twelve thousand words today.”

“Wow, so amazing?” Su Huaizhou pushed the door open and came in with a surprised expression. “Not bad. Keep it up tomorrow!”

“… No way. I can’t take it. I’ll aim for three thousand words tomorrow to keep myself alive.”

Su Huaizhou, wearing a bathrobe, placed her hands on her hips in dissatisfaction. “Junior Brother, that’s not good enough. The readers are all waiting. Aren’t you about to write the male lead’s birthday?”

“It won’t be that fast…” Jiang Miao estimated. “I reached chapter ninety-one today, and the birthday plot should be around chapter one hundred or so.”

“Isn’t that perfect?” she said with a smile. “If you write around five chapters a day, it’ll only take about three days.”

“Impossible! I’ve already written twelve thousand words today! That’s four days’ worth!” he shouted in frustration.

“I don’t care. It’s the National Day holidays, and there are still four days until the seventh.” Su Huaizhou smiled mischievously. “I have to find a way to squeeze you dry.”

Serves you right for not confessing! Su Huaizhou harrumphed inwardly.

She decided to squeeze Junior Brother dry from another angle.

“…” Jiang Miao said, “Senior Sister, I’m tired. Let’s sleep.”

“Alright, I’ll let you off the hook today,” Su Huaizhou said, seeing that he was indeed tired. She waved her hand and turned to walk towards the master bedroom.

Jiang Miao looked at Senior Sister’s back after she turned around. Her waist outlined by the belt of her bathrobe was slender and enticing, making him want to hug her.

Sitting in the chair, he watched her walk back to the master bedroom. It wasn’t until the door closed that he reluctantly retracted his gaze.

Sigh… Senior Sister in a bathrobe looks stunning too.

The fact that such a beautiful senior sister secretly liked him and even tried all kinds of tricks to get closer highlighted how charming the man named Jiang Miao was.

I don’t even want this. It’s all her fault for being so proactive.

With these thoughts swirling in his mind, he found he couldn’t fall asleep again. Curious, he took out his phone and planned to continue testing Senior Sister’s reactions.

[Peach Jam]: Boss…

[Congee Boss]: What is it?

[Peach Jam]: I wanted to try confessing tonight… but I still failed.

[Congee Boss]: What? You got rejected?

Pretend! Senior Sister, keep pretending! Jiang Miao chuckled and shook his head. Looking at the message from Congee Boss pretending to be clueless, he really had no words for Senior Sister’s acting skills.

If this went on for too long, he was genuinely worried that she might develop a second personality.

[Peach Jam]: It’s not that I was rejected. I couldn’t bring myself to confess…

[Congee Boss]: … You’re really something.

[Congee Boss]: I don’t want to say anything else to you.

[Peach Jam]: But I gained more experience this time!

[Peach Jam]: Next time! Next time, I’ll definitely succeed!

[Congee Boss]: Still thinking about next time?

[Congee Boss]: I don’t think you’re capable of pulling it off.

[Peach Jam]: No way! Of course I can!

You’ve already failed twice! Irritated, Su Huaizhou threw her phone onto her bed, where it bounced twice.

Then she crawled over and picked it back up.

[Congee Boss]: So, are you confessing tomorrow? Are you still following the original plan?

[Peach Jam]: I’m definitely going to confess.

[Peach Jam]: But I think I’ll have to use another way.

[Congee Boss]: What do you mean?

[Peach Jam]: I feel like confessing to Senior Sister in person is too hard. Every time, I’m too nervous to say anything.

[Peach Jam]: My body reacts on its own. I can’t control it…

[Congee Boss]: … What’s wrong with you?

[Peach Jam]: It’s not like I want it to happen either… But I don’t know what to do now.

[Congee Boss]:

[Congee Boss]: Then what about trying a different method?

[Peach Jam]: What do you mean?

[Congee Boss]: Confess when she’s unconscious.

[Peach Jam]: ???

[Peach Jam]: Boss, I won’t do anything illegal!

[Congee Boss]: What are you thinking?!

[Congee Boss]: What I mean is you could wake up a little earlier, and while your senior sister is still asleep, sneak over to her bedside and practice the feeling of confessing in person.

[Peach Jam: Isn’t that kinda weird? And what if I’m practicing and she suddenly wakes up?

[Congee Boss]: Wouldn’t that be perfect? You confess, and she hears it.

[Peach Jam]: Oh… you’re a genius, Boss!

[Congee Boss]: In short, get up early tomorrow morning and practice a few times before she wakes up.

Hehe! After Su Huaizhou taught Junior Brother the confession practice plan, the corners of her mouth curled up proudly.

Even though, on the surface, it was to get him to practice confessing in person, in fact, Su Huaizhou had already set an alarm for 3 a.m.!

Her plan was to wake up at this time and pretend to be asleep!

As long as Junior Brother came in to practice confessing, she would ‘suddenly’ wake up and agree!

He won’t have a chance to escape~ Hehe! Su Huaizhou giggled with delight, giving herself a mental pat for her wit. As expected of me!

[Peach Jam]: Okay! Then I’ll try tomorrow morning!

[Congee Boss]: Keep it up!

[Peach Jam]: Charge!

[Congee Boss]: Go, go, go!

…

At 3 a.m. sharp, Su Huaizhou’s alarm went off.

Having slept for less than four hours, she squinted and rubbed her tired eyes before barely getting up in bed.

The moon outside was hanging low in the sky, shrouded by a thin layer of clouds, revealing only a hazy tip.

Knowing it was still early, Su Huaizhou simply got out of bed, walked out of her bedroom, went to the bathroom, washed her face to wake herself up, and poured a glass of water to moisten her mouth.

Back in her bedroom, she intentionally left the door slightly ajar, the latch just barely catching, so that with a gentle push, the door would open silently.

This way, there was no risk of making noise when the door opened and scaring Junior Brother away.

Lying back on her bed, she took out a pack of wet wipes from the drawer and kept them at the ready.

She strained her eyes, listening carefully for any sounds from outside. Whenever she felt herself getting sleepy, she’d wipe her eyes with a wet wipe.

After she endured until a little past 4 a.m., a noise suddenly came from outside the door.

He’s here! Su Huaizhou instantly perked up and quickly tossed the wet wipes onto the bedside table. She closed her eyes and assumed her best sleeping posture, silently waiting for her dear Junior Brother to confess and wake her up.

But as she waited, she heard the footsteps outside the door fading away and then the door closing from the direction of the bathroom.

Su Huaizhou: “?”

Is he using the bathroom first, then coming back? She nodded to herself. She didn’t get impatient and continued to wait for Junior Brother in bed.

She had already taken off her bathrobe, so she was naked under the blanket.

What if Junior Brother comes in later and doesn’t confess first but instead pulls off my blanket?

Her mind was wandering, and when this thought suddenly crossed her mind, her cheeks flushed red.

No, no!

I can’t keep thinking like this!

If my face turns red, he’ll know something’s up!

In a fluster, Su Huaizhou grabbed a wet wipe to cool her face. Then she quickly fumbled for a T-shirt from her wardrobe and put it on before lying back down.

Then she heard the bathroom door open.

Junior Brother’s footsteps were approaching again.

But before he reached the bedroom door, she heard his footsteps stop in the living room.

Then there was the faint sound of pouring water, followed by the soft thud of the kettle being set down on the table.

Hearing this, Su Huaizhou, lying anxiously in bed, let out a quiet sigh of relief.

Thank goodness he didn’t chicken out.

He’s probably too nervous and needs some water to calm down.

Seriously, I’m already asleep. What’s there to be afraid of?

Hurry up and come in already!

If you had come straight in earlier, I wouldn’t have been wearing anything under the blanket.

Now that I’ve put on a shirt, even if you pull off the blanket, there’s nothing for you to see!

Hmph!

Su Huaizhou mentally grumbled about Junior Brother, unsure if she was feeling disappointed for him or herself.

Thud.

The soft sound of a cup being placed on the table echoed faintly.

Her heart skipped a beat. She knew he had finished his drink and was about to enter her room!

Thinking of this, Su Huaizhou quickly adjusted her breathing, making it steady and even so that she wouldn’t reveal any flaws.

She also relaxed her sleeping posture and was no longer tense to not give anything away.

Soon, Junior Brother’s footsteps drew closer.

Closer and closer!

In the stillness of the night, the sound of his steps was crystal clear.

Su Huaizhou could clearly tell that he had already reached the door of her room.

Her heart was pounding. She was just waiting for him to sneak in and confess while thinking she was sleeping.

Then she could wake up on the spot and agree to his confession!

This plan was flawless, absolutely perfect~

Su Huaizhou was delighted, but she still pretended to be asleep.

But half a minute passed, and despite her waiting, Junior Brother still hadn’t come in.

Footsteps shuffled at the door, sounding hesitant.

Not long after, for some reason, the footsteps disappeared. Soon after, the sound of the guest room door closing reached Su Huaizhou’s ears. She opened her eyes in confusion.

What’s going on?

Junior Brother, you got up at four in the morning, used the bathroom, and then went back to your room?!

Didn’t we agree that you’d come to my room to practice confessing?!!!

Su Huaizhou sat up angrily and pounded her blanket a few times in frustration, feeling like she was about to cry from Junior Brother’s antics.

Why didn’t you come confess?

I was ready to say yes without hesitation.

I even pretended to be asleep so I could agree immediately.

Why didn’t you come in?

Su Huaizhou suddenly felt a little aggrieved. She squirmed on her bed in embarrassment and anger before flopping back down, feeling defeated.

After being teased by Junior Brother like this, she could no longer fall back asleep.

Her mind was full of thoughts about Junior Brother, Junior Brother, Junior Brother.

Is this what they call being lovestruck? Su Huaizhou hugged her head in distress, feeling silly.

If Junior Brother doesn’t confess soon…

If he doesn’t confess…

Then I’ll… I’ll…

… take the initiative and confess myself?

As Su Huaizhou thought of this, she stared blankly at the ceiling, feeling that her defenses had completely collapsed.