Chapter 21

Chapter 21: Where’s the Dormitory?

These past few days, Yuan Xiaoling had been suffering endlessly. Ever since she got caught by Bai Ling, it was either getting pounded or moe-ing.

When Bai Ling was happy, she went all out; when angry, she still went all out. On good days, she celebrated by going all out; on bad days, she distracted herself by going all out.

In a past life… no, two lives ago, if Bai Ling were a CPU, she’d definitely be one with a K, overclocking every single day.

Yuan Xiaoling endured all sorts of humiliation under her. Now back at school, one in the Broadcasting Department and the other in the Physical Education Department, separated by three bus stops, there was no way to manage each other.

That’s not something you can just say however you want.

“Really?” classmates expressed surprise. “She’s an athlete.”

“Yeah, so what if she’s an athlete? I beat athletes. Don’t talk to me about training backgrounds, useless. Once in bed, they’re all the same.”

Yuan Xiaoling grew more and more excited as she spoke:

“You should see her frail little figure. I don’t even know why she thinks she can fight me.”

“She doesn’t even have a head as big as my chest. Just pin her down, and within minutes, she’ll beg for mercy.”

“When begging, she has to meow like a kitten. Only then will I consider letting her off.”

Yuan Xiaoling kept boasting like this. No matter who asked, the answer was always thin fabric, hoisted up and beaten.

Two classes passed in a flash, and it was time to return to the dormitory for a nap. Suddenly, she heard a sound in her mind.

[Ding Dong, congratulations on completing optional task: Kick Someone When They’re Down. Task reward is being processed.]

The Blonde-haired Maiden was confused.

What situation? She didn’t do anything, yet she won effortlessly.

Maybe that’s just luck. After all, girls with big chests don’t have bad luck.

……

In fact, Bai Ling’s situation wasn’t as bad as others imagined.

While walking, there were indeed many strange looks around her. But once she returned to the Physical Education classroom, previously cold classmates became friendly.

“Amazing Bai Ling, quietly taking down the campus beauty.”

“Always so low-key, we thought you were kind of introverted.”

“You’re good, kid.”

Everyone gathered around her seat, celebrating enthusiastically, as if she had done something extraordinary.

Is it really necessary?

Seemingly noticing Bai Ling’s confusion, a classmate explained: “You don’t know, capturing the campus beauty Yuan Xiaoling is one of the three recognized great achievements at our school.”

“The other two,” another classmate added, “are developing lithography machines and achieving controlled nuclear fusion.”

Bai Ling twitched the corner of her mouth: “Alright.”

She originally wanted to say something about lacking ambition, but suddenly remembered that during the last days of her previous life, the enemy who led the hunt against her, the head of a certain family, also aimed to marry Yuan Xiaoling.

That could only be called different paths leading to the same destination.

But after a while, someone brought bad news.

“Bad news, Bai Ling, that woman is spreading lies about you.”

“Whatever,” Bai Ling said calmly, “just a dead person.”

Zhang Shanshan didn’t have much time left, along with her parents. The more trouble she causes now, the more painful her death will be later.

“It’s not Zhang Shanshan,” the messenger said, “it’s Yuan Xiaoling!”

“?”

Following the classmate’s hint, Bai Ling took out her mobile phone and browsed the forum.

When she saw [Bai Ling messing around with women], she didn’t care.

When she saw [Bai Ling strange and isolated], she didn’t care.

But when she saw [Yuan Xiaoling personally admitted that Bai Ling isn’t a match in bed], Bai Ling raised an eyebrow.

“It’s impossible, it must be slander,” the sports class president angrily said, “our athletes can’t lose physically to others.”

“That’s right, Bai Ling, what do you say?”

Under the gaze of her classmates, Bai Ling looked up and asked a question:

“Where’s the broadcasting department dormitory?”

…

The dormitory was a four-person room, and quite spacious, with a small bed for each person.

Of course, with the class intensity of sophomore year, not many people would honestly take a nap. Some were scrolling through their phones, some chatting, and one person hadn’t even returned.

Gu Hui was Yuan Xiaoling’s roommate. After returning to the dorm, she was still asking her about those topics earlier.

“Back home, who usually listens to whom?”

“Well, obviously me,” Yuan Xiaoling replied, “when we went to eat Western cuisine, she ordered pineapple juice for me, and I scolded her on the spot. She quickly changed it to strawberry, and to apologize, she ordered an additional medium-rare steak.”

“Why medium-rare?” Gu Hui was puzzled.

“That kind of steak is tender,” Yuan Xiaoling said, “representing backing down, get it?”

Ah, Gu Hui suddenly understood: “Learned something.”

“Oh, Yuan Xiaoling,” she remembered something else, “are you prepared? We’re going to Tianhai Tower tomorrow.”

Tianhai Tower? Sounds familiar, emmmm… It seems Bai Ling mentioned it before. Someone would blow it up afterward, thus opening the curtain to a new era.

“Why are we going to Tianhai Tower?” she asked.

Gu Hui helplessly laughed: “You’re so into your romance that you ignore everything, even the messages the academic advisor posted in the QQ group.”

“Internship, or experience,” another roommate playing on her phone said, “they’re taking us to dub for a game company.”

Broadcasting students have various aspirations. Some are traditionalists, aiming to become radio hosts in the future. Some mix in ancient style circles, wanting to do audio dramas and audiobooks. Others are otaku, wanting to voice characters in games and anime.

Apparently, everyone in this dorm falls into the latter category.

Just recently, the academic advisor contacted a gaming company and secured them an opportunity to experience it.

Hmm, this opportunity is good, but Tianhai Tower doesn’t feel too auspicious.

As Yuan Xiaoling was about to say something, she suddenly heard a knock on the door.

Dong—Dong—Dong—

Slow and solemn, rhythmic sounds made the Blonde-haired Maiden instinctively close her legs.

It feels like some lemonade came out… Uh-oh, it’s the Dragon King’s presence!

“Who is it?”

Gu Hui, closest to the door, didn’t think much and directly opened it, seeing a White-haired Maiden standing there.

“Are you… Bai Ling?” She quickly recognized her and turned to call her roommate, “Yuan Xiaoling, your wife is here.”

Previously, when boasting to others, Yuan Xiaoling said that in terms of titles, she calls Bai Ling ‘wife,’ and Bai Ling only gets to call her ‘master.’

But now, the Blonde-haired Maiden wiped her sweat and forced a smile: “Wife or whatever, it goes both ways. Anyway… how did you find the time to come over? Please sit.”

“No need to sit, let’s go first,” Bai Ling said indifferently, “the break time is pretty short.”

Gu Hui instantly understood something and quickly pulled the clueless phone-playing roommate away.

“No,” Yuan Xiaoling was dumbfounded, “where are you going?”

“We’ll sit outside,” Gu Hui said, “the campus network signal inside isn’t good.”