Senior Sister, Shut Up!

Chapter 22: Junior Brother, Were You Secretly Doing Something?

When Jiang Miao went downstairs and arrived at the entrance of the cafeteria in Xiuye Commons, he saw Senior Sister waving at him from a distance.

It wasn’t that he was particularly sensitive to Senior Sister’s presence and could see her at a glance in the crowd.

It was just that the school year hadn’t officially started for the second and third-years yet, so the cafeteria was mostly full of first-years wearing military training uniforms. Thus, Senior Sister in casual clothes was quite conspicuous.

In particular, her fair and exquisite face formed a stark contrast to the bitter and tired first-years undergoing military training around her.

At this point, most first-year girls were still in their high school mindset and didn’t really know how to dress up. In addition, after a few days of military training and being exposed to the sun, there was really nothing worth seeing.

Jiang Miao walked over to Senior Sister. She pointed to a spot not far away, and he noticed two other seniors in casual clothes.

One of them was Zhang Panfeng, the other class assistant, and the other senior sister, whose long hair cascaded over half of her face, was difficult for Jiang Miao to make out from his angle.

“This is my roommate, Shen Yu.” Su Huaizhou wrapped her arm around the slender waist of the girl beside her and introduced her with a smile. She even winked at Jiang Miao secretly.

With Senior Sister’s hint, Jiang Miao naturally understood. He glanced at Senior Zhang Panfeng and Senior Sister Shen Yu with a strange expression.

Senior Zhang, who was usually very outgoing around the guys, suddenly became very reserved and shy in front of Senior Sister Shen Yu. He stood at a loss like a nervous young boy.

Shen Yu kept her head lowered, her gaze fixed on the floor, too timid to meet anyone’s eyes.

Jiang Miao only heard a very faint “Hello, Junior Brother,” so he replied politely, “Hello, Senior Sister.”

“Come one, let’s go line up to buy food.” Su Huaizhou pulled Shen Yu and entered the line, with the two boys following behind.

Then she pulled Zhang Panfeng to the front and positioned him behind Shen Yu. “I want to talk to Junior Brother about something.”

Jiang Miao watched as Zhang Panfeng went from stiff to completely rigid, standing there so tense that he couldn’t move. With great difficulty, he finally managed to force out a sentence. “W-what do you want to eat?”

Then Shen Yu shook her head, her waist-length hair swaying like silk. She said something softly, but at this distance, Jiang Miao couldn’t hear anything.

“What do you think?” Su Huaizhou whispered into Jiang Miao’s ear, leaning in close.

Jiang Miao instinctively took half a step back to avoid Senior Sister’s close-range attack. He felt a ticklish warmth on his ear from her breath.

Too close, Senior Sister. He couldn’t understand why she was so unguarded against him.

“What do you mean?”

“I mean those two. Didn’t I tell you about them before?”

“I know… But I didn’t expect it to be so serious…” Jiang Miao touched his forehead, not knowing where to start. “This isn’t a matter of having wingmen anymore, right?”

“That’s right.” Su Huaizhou shrugged. “It’s mostly up to them now. It’s actually already very good now. In the past, they would blush like crazy just being this close and couldn’t even talk.”

“So, why did you ask me to come?” Jiang Miao looked helpless. “Wingmen are useless in this situation.”

“To have dinner with me, of course,” Su Huaizhou said matter-of-factly. “I wrote a leave slip for you. It’s not too much to accompany me for a meal, is it?”

“… It’s not.”

“Besides, eating with them is too exhausting. They can barely say anything. It’s like pulling teeth to get them to talk normally.” Su Huaizhou sighed. “It’s draining.”

“Senior Sister, you’ve worked hard…”

After getting their meals, the four of them found seats in a corner and sat down.

Jiang Miao believed that anything could be material, so it didn’t matter who he ate with.

It was quite interesting to watch the shy interactions between Senior Zhang and Senior Sister Shen.

He couldn’t help wondering how these two got together. Logically speaking, with the problems of fear of women and social anxiety, they shouldn’t have even gotten to know each other, right?

[Zhouzhou Loves Congee]: They met online.

[Zhouzhou Loves Congee]: Apparently, they can chat online normally. They’re even quite talkative. But they’re scared the moment they meet in person.

[Miaomiao is Deep in Thought]: … The internet is truly amazing.

[Zhouzhou Loves Congee]: I think so too.

Su Huaizhou smiled meaningfully at Jiang Miao, but he didn’t pay much attention and only felt that her smile was really beautiful.

He had promised himself to keep his distance from Senior Sister, but they were becoming closer and closer… He took a bite of his food and felt that something was wrong.

Heaven could testify that he was really passive in all this. It was all Senior Sister’s initiative.

…

They finished dinner with difficulty.

Su Huaizhou nudged the two to go for a walk to digest their food before grabbing Jiang Miao and making a quiet getaway.

“Senior Sister, I took leave today, so I don’t need to go to military training, right?” Jiang Miao asked as they headed back to the campus.

He planned to get some writing done and strive to finish his 3,000 words today as soon as possible.

But with Senior Sister dragging him along, there was nothing he could do.

“I’m not taking you back to the field.” Su Huaizhou walked in front while casually twirling her beautiful hair. “I’m taking you to the office of the Political Work Group to get you familiar with the place and the work. You can go there directly tomorrow.”

“Thank you for the trouble, Senior Sister.”

“It’s no trouble.” Senior Sister turned her head and smiled faintly. “It’s on the way.”

Ten minutes later, Jiang Miao stood in front of the door of Room 211 in the multipurpose building and finally understood what Senior Sister meant by “on the way”.

Looking to the left was the familiar Room 213, the office of the Youth Association’s publicity department.

So, Senior Sister’s office is next door? Isn’t this a bit too coincidental?

“Excuse me.” Su Huaizhou knocked on the door, pushed it open, and entered with Jiang Miao. “I’ve brought you a newcomer. In the future, he’ll be handling writing tasks like Chen Lai.”

In the evening, there were few people in the office, with only three people at the seven or eight desks.

Some were still out having dinner and had not returned, while others had completed their tasks for the day and gone back to rest.

Because there were quite a number of people in this year’s Political Work Group, everyone was quite relaxed. At least they didn’t have to stay up late to get work done.

“Just familiarize yourself first. There’s not much to do today.” Su Huaizhou brought him to the desk in the far corner and sat down. “Feel free to use the computer. As long as you finish your writing tasks, you’re free to do whatever you like.”

“… Okay.” Jiang Miao sat down and looked around. He found that this place was quite good. It was tucked away in a corner where no one paid attention—very safe.

“I’m usually next door.” Su Huaizhou pointed in the direction of Room 213. “If you have any questions, you can look for me directly.”

“Thank you, Senior Sister.”

“You’re welcome.” Su Huaizhou smiled and patted his shoulder. “Good luck. I’ll leave first.”

After she left, the three students in the office all looked at Jiang Miao curiously as though they had seen something magical.

Only Jiang Miao didn’t feel anything unusual and couldn’t wait to turn on the computer. He planned to download his writing software and sneak in some time to write.

…

Ten o’clock at night.

The last remaining student besides Jiang Miao packed up and prepared to leave.

“Remember to turn off the lights when you leave.”

“Got it. Goodbye.”

Jiang Miao nodded and continued writing for a few minutes. He uploaded the latest chapter to the author’s dashboard and scheduled it for release tomorrow morning. Then he leaned back in his chair and let out a deep breath.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Su Huaizhou poked her head in, and their eyes immediately met.

Jiang Miao panicked and quickly closed the writing software and author’s dashboard.

“Why are you still here so late?” Su Huaizhou walked in with a playful smile. “Junior Brother, were you secretly doing something bad alone?”