Although to change the “book that could be looked at” into a “book that could be understood” still had some distance, Yan Luqing felt that at this pace, there should not be a big problem.

During a break that day, Yan Luqing finally remembered something she had always forgotten to ask—

“Right, Teacher Gu,” in these days she had gained several new forms of address for Gu Ci, switching at will, “I still forgot to ask, what’s your own major?”

“You don’t know?” Teacher Gu’s eyes curved slightly. “We’ve lived day and night together, for you to only now think to ask—that’s really not easy.”

“……”

So this was despising her for asking too late.

Yan Luqing weakly explained: “I forgot, I forgot… You also know how much I’ve been burning the midnight oil lately.”

Gu Ci didn’t speak, but reached out and tapped the university physics textbook on the table.

Yan Luqing looked at him in shock: “…No way, physics?!”

She had recently been tormented endlessly by physics. It had only been a few days, yet she had already made Big Black buy hair-growth tonic.

So her first reaction was: majoring in this—was that a life a human could live?

Her second reaction was… no wonder he was so proficient.

“Why did you study physics?” Yan Luqing had read too many novels, and in them, people like Gu Ci’s setup almost always majored in finance or management, or else in computer science. So she was extremely surprised at his choice. “Could it be… your childhood dream was to be a scientist?”

“…” Gu Ci looked at her, words hard to describe. “No.”

“Then was it because you liked it?”

“Can’t say I liked it.” He leaned back against the chair and said: “Because I also hesitated between a few majors.”

Yan Luqing became interested: “Which ones?”

“Physics, mathematics, astronomy.”

Yan Luqing: “…………” Three majors that just hearing made her feel unworthy.

“So, why did physics win in the end?”

“I drew lots and got it.”

“……” So this was the world of the bigshot?

Yan Luqing wouldn’t belittle herself just because she studied liberal arts. That had always been her expertise, her hobby, and there was no higher or lower between them. But indeed, toward people who could master subjects she couldn’t, she held a certain admiration.

At this moment, she suddenly felt Makka Pakka was right—Gu Ci was probably just purely high-IQ.

The room fell into half a minute of silence because of this discouraging topic.

Not long after, Yan Luqing suddenly thought of something. She looked at Gu Ci, smiling slyly, and spoke in that provoking tone: “Aiya, Teacher Gu, actually I thought you would like psychology.”

Gu Ci’s eyes sent over a “?”.

“After all, you love reading Abnormal Psychology so much, almost to the point of not being able to part with it.” Yan Luqing blinked at him. “Don’t you think so?”

After saying this, her heart felt incomparably refreshed—serves you right for insinuating me every day! Serves you right for always reading that book right in front of me!!!

However, before she could feel refreshed for even ten seconds, Gu Ci picked up her words: “I actually am quite interested.”

Then he smiled a little. “But compared with psychology, to thoroughly study a discipline that many people respect and fear is also a pretty enjoyable thing.” Gu Ci winked at her. “Don’t you think so?”

Yan Luqing, who shouted eight hundred times a day “physics is the scariest in the world”: “………”

Why did I pick a fight with him? I should slap myself.

…

Probably because she had been too obsessed with studying recently, during the noon break Makka Pakka actually initiated contact, saying she had neglected the grand task of leveling up—“Maria, you’ve even been upgrading less lately. Believe me, your golden cheat for upgrading is really very useful!”

“Ah…” Yan Luqing thought for a moment. Other than posting that one video of Wolf last time, she hadn’t opened the short-video app again. It really had been quite a while since she last upgraded.

But recently, her life had indeed drifted away from matters of the system. It felt as if she really were just simply living together with a tutor, studying from morning till night under the gentle yet poisonous tongue of a handsome male teacher—sometimes, when she was fully immersed in it, the original reason for everything didn’t even seem that important anymore.

Makka Pakka’s sudden appearance happened to wake her up.

Yan Luqing promised she would remember to upgrade, and Makka Pakka went offline.

Afterward, she also remembered she hadn’t checked on the male and female leads of the original book for a long time. Worried she might get dragged into their affairs again, she deliberately opened WeChat to take a look at the progress of Jiang Baichu and Qi Yanchuan.

In her chat box with Jiang Baichu, she tapped a few bubbles at random, and the words along with pictures appeared one by one. The major events that had recently happened to Little Rose and Little Pine Tree were now before her eyes.

At some sports meet, Jiang Baichu accidentally twisted her ankle and was carried to the infirmary on Qi Yanchuan’s back; at the school anniversary gala, Jiang Baichu’s performance costume was maliciously cut up, and Qi Yanchuan stepped in to save the situation; Jiang Baichu was confessed to by someone, Qi Yanchuan happened to see it and thus treated her with yin-yang sarcasm; Jiang Baichu, hating his yin-yang sarcasm, went to argue with him, and Qi Yanchuan directly cornered her against the wall, asking: “Are you the fuck going to accept or not?”

…

She could confirm she wasn’t in danger for the time being.

After Yan Luqing read through this series of twists and turns, she sighed with emotion.

“Human Little Rose and Little Pine Tree have really grown up…”

In the afternoon, before starting her studies, she couldn’t help but share this matter with Gu Ci: “Do you remember when we went to Dieye Mountain, we met two high schoolers? One was that pretty little beauty, the one who called us senior sister and senior brother, and the other was—”

Yan Luqing had originally wanted to say “that handsome little guy,” but suddenly in her mind flashed the words Gu Ci had once said.

—Was “handsome” wholesale in your mouth?

So midway, she changed her wording: “The other one was that boy named Qi Yanchuan.”

Gu Ci also seemed as if he had just woken up. His beautiful eyes half-lowered, as if smiling yet not smiling. When he looked up at her again, his expression had returned to that faint calm. “And then?”

“…” Yan Luqing said: “No and then, just… the two of them seem to be together now.”

This time Gu Ci couldn’t even be bothered to speak. Studying his gaze, Yan Luqing felt it was full of the words: Why are you telling Dad this news—Dad’s ears don’t listen to trash.

After all, they were the male and female leads of the book. Yan Luqing truly hadn’t expected Gu Ci’s interest to be so lacking.

Never mind that the first time they met there had been no sparks at all—the female lead had only been slightly excited upon seeing her senior brother, while that senior brother himself was utterly indifferent.

Now even when she told him the male and female leads’ romantic progress, he still showed no emotion whatsoever.

Yan Luqing thought, if she ever had the chance to go back, she must scream one sentence in the comment section: Fans of the Gu Ci × Jiang Baichu CP, you can give up completely.

As for the other two so-called cult CPs, they were also utterly impossible.

Yan Luqing was puzzled. Could it be that he really just didn’t have any CP fate?

Oh, no—Gu Ci simply couldn’t form a CP with the existing characters. But since she had transmigrated here and already changed his fate, later at university he might encounter new characters, who could say?

But the moment she thought of Gu Ci forming a CP with someone else… Yan Luqing realized, unexpectedly, that she felt a little bothered.

Why would she care? Hadn’t she said she wanted to be that kind of only-fan who would be satisfied just seeing Gu Ci happy?

Yan Luqing analyzed her own heart, analyzed with great vigor, when suddenly her forehead was knocked.

She snapped back, instantly meeting Gu Ci’s gaze. He had already put on his glasses, his whole person appearing a bit more scholarly, his voice low: “Wandered enough? If you have, then come study.”

“……”

……

Next, after spending two hours to understand a single example problem, Yan Luqing raised her hands in surrender: “I can’t anymore, I need a halftime break, my brain is already stuffed full, I can’t fit anything else at all—”

Gu Ci cast her a leisurely glance: “Capacity for only one problem?”

Yan Luqing went for broke: “Reverse psychology won’t work either, you can just go ahead and humiliate me however you like.”

Gu Ci didn’t speak, just casually tossed the pen in his hand to the side.

—That was the sign that she could rest.

Yan Luqing immediately became happy. She grabbed her phone, opened the short-video app she hadn’t used in a long time, and while it loaded, she said to Gu Ci: “Teacher Gu, you’ve worked hard too, do you want to relax together with me?”

As she spoke, Yan Luqing got up, circled around, and sat down beside him. “Let me tell you, last time Little Black sat next to me while I was scrolling videos and posting comments, he laughed for an entire afternoon and still wasn’t done laughing. You should come and have some fun too.”

Gu Ci looked at her already sitting down beside him, already scrolling through videos right under his eyes. He could clearly see the words on her phone screen—completely not asking his opinion at all.

It was as if they had returned to that time in the tree hollow, when he woke up and had no choice but to watch her type.

With a casual glance, big bold titles hung on the video covers—“Collecting Simp Diaries.”

He watched Yan Luqing type: 【Today I saw her note for me was ‘Backup No.1’. So happy, I’m actually number one.】

As if it wasn’t enough, she typed a second one:

【Simp Diary. October 15th. Cloudy. As always, I sent you many messages, good morning, good night, I miss you. And you were finally moved, replying to me with words: ‘Go eat shit.’ Tears filled my eyes, you’ve actually started to care about what I eat.】

“……….” Why are you so skilled at this?

Yan Luqing’s phone was on speaker. After finishing the Simp Diary, she scrolled to a video that seemed to be a movie edit. She barely glanced at it, and before the progress bar even finished, she tapped open the comment section.

The top comment: “Teacher Lin XX’s acting is really good, but that scene where his leg was chopped off was way too bloody… that must have been edited, right?”

Gu Ci watched Yan Luqing type at lightning speed—

【Not necessarily edited, oh. Teacher Lin XX is really dedicated.】

“………?” Dedicated enough to actually chop off his own leg?

Yan Luqing’s obviously joking comment was posted, and within barely a minute it received countless “???” and “hahaha.”

If Little Black had been watching, he would have long since burst out laughing. But when she turned her head to look at Gu Ci, she met his extremely indescribable gaze.

“I’ve always been curious…” Gu Ci paused in a very subtle way, then lowered his eyes and asked her, “Yan Luqing, all these things you post—are they all your true thoughts?”