Chapter 21.2
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Yang Mo’s eardrums automatically filtered out these obvious marketing terms and continued walking ahead.
That stall owner was a girl and from the student card hanging around her neck, anyone could tell she was still a student in Shou Cheng University.
She was extremely persistent. With her neck stretched out, she changed the way she called out to Yang Mo, “Senior brother!”
Yang Mo looked back at her in confusion.
The second the stall owner opened her mouth; Yang Mo knew she was an experienced saleswoman. “Congratulations, you’re the 520th student who stopped in front of my stall for more than 3 seconds. You have the privilege to enjoy 50% discount…”
“Oh.’ Yang Mo cut her off, “It wasn’t my intention to stop by. You can give it to the next person instead.”
He turned away and was going to leave, but the stall owner called out again, “Hey, hey, brother—”
Yang Mo turned around again.
She looked at him with pitiful eyes, “Handmade fresh milk mochis, the original price is 50 yuan per box but it’s only seeing at half price, 25 yuan now. It’s our loss! You really won’t encounter another stall like ours after passing by.”
She gestured while promoting it, “Our snack has quite a history. In the past, when Emperor Qian Long visited Jiangnan…”
Yang Mo: “…Enough.”
The stall owner looked at him with the gaze of a small animal begging for food.
Yang Mo: “……”
Yang Mo could never stand this kind of look in the first place, let alone coming from a girl.
But when he touched his phone, he hesitated a little.
He hadn’t contacted his father for a month now. His old man put on a front of wanting to starve this bastard son of his till he repented, while Yang Mo also hardened his will and refused to ask money from him.
Now, the living expenses in his hands were only barely enough to get through the month. If he bought that box of dessert, then he could only eat steamed buns and salted vegetables tonight and tomorrow morning.
Yang Mo sighed, “I didn’t bring any money or my student card.”
The stall owner: “We accept online payment too.”
Yang Mo said seriously, “I didn’t bring my phone.”
The stall owner: “……”
She stared at the bag of chicken fillet in Yang Mo’s hands and wondered whether she should expose this lousy excuse of his.
Suddenly, a loud sound came from across the street. Another band had kicked off their performance not far away, causing the crowd of spectators to raise their voice again.
Yang Mo was having a headache, thinking about how he could act like he dropped his phone somewhere and appeared anxious about it. But hearing all the commotion. he glanced over.
Yang Mo raised an eyebrow.
He saw his little junior was walking over with the sound system.
He was wearing his cap backwards. A neat look, tall and lean, like the first light in the morning from the entire Shou Cheng University had shone on his body. The colour was warm but not harsh on the eye.
Shou Cheng University’s forum had this random topic discussion, ‘How many handsome guys are there in Industrial Management 1901?”. One of the top replies described Han Shi Yu in that way.
Yang Mo happened to see this post by chance so he clicked into it to take a look.
He didn’t believe in this unrealistic description at that time, because when he first Han Shi Yu, he thought of it as revolting rather than a warm light.
But at this time, if he brushed aside those accidents and previous impression he had, treating what he was seeing in front of his eyes as their first meeting…Yang Mo realized that description was actually quite accurate after all.
Han Shi Yu smiled a little, looking bashful and youthful.
After picking up the microphone, he cheered once and received a response from the crowd. Then, he chose a lady among the crowd as his gaze landed gently on her. He smiled, “Do you think I’m handsome?”
There was laughter that erupted all over.
That lady blinked at first before slowly blushing.
Yang Mo reflected on himself and felt that his thinking just now was a little irrational.
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He may look ‘bashful’ or ‘coy’ on the surface, but how could a shameless person actually be shy?
The lady’s companion replied, “Yes!”
Han Shi Yu, in the midst of cheers, asked again, “Then, do you all like me?”
The crowd knew he was just hyping up the atmosphere, so they cooperated and answered’ yes’.
Han Shi Yu’s companions had already come forward and prepared all the instruments.
The person holding the microphone seemed naturally accustomed to be standing under the eyes of thousands, saying and doing anything without a hint of stage fright.
“In a while, we will be battling the music academy, “Han Shi Yu turned up the volume on the sound system, it could instantly compare to the original performing band on stage, “What will everyone be shouting then!”
“The school of management is fucking awesome—”
Han Shi Yu: “Louder, I can’t hear you!”
The onlookers all joined in on the fun, shouting with laughter mixed in, “The school of management is fucking awesome, Shou Cheng University’s number one!!”
Students from other majors: “……”
The people from music academy was notified in advance of a scenario like this, but they didn’t expect it to be this arrogant.
And so, they couldn’t just take it quietly. Instead, the song performed on stage became even wilder.
After the atmosphere was heated up, Han Shi Yu tapped on the microphone in satisfaction and was just about to turn it off until they perform later.
But just as he turned around and as he took one more look in the crowd, his eyes were glued to a familiar face then.
Just like that, he locked gazes with Yang Mo.
Han Shi Yu: “……”
Yang Mo: “……”
Yang Mo suddenly had a bad feeling.
The next second, Han Shi Yu who was obviously frozen for a moment, looked straight at him and blurted out, “Senior?”
His voice was transmitted out through the microphone and sound system.
Only then did Han Shi Yu react, turning off the microphone as an afterthought.
As a result, the onlookers followed his line of sight and looked over.
Yang Mo: “……”
He turned his head around, leaning on the stall next to him while pretending nothing had happened.
A group of people turned back and tried to busybody, “Who is it?”
“Who did he call out just now…”
Yang Mo propped up his hands on the table where the stall was set up, awkwardly exchanging gazes with the girl selling mochis.
She saw everything that happened.
“That…” Yang Mo stiffly spoke up to ease the awkwardness, “…The mochis…how much are they?”
The stall owner looked at him, blinked for a few moments before her mind spun quickly and she blurted out, “60 yuan.”
Yang Mo: “……”
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Yang Mo’s eardrums automatically filtered out these obvious marketing terms and continued walking ahead.
That stall owner was a girl and from the student card hanging around her neck, anyone could tell she was still a student in Shou Cheng University.
She was extremely persistent. With her neck stretched out, she changed the way she called out to Yang Mo, “Senior brother!”
Yang Mo looked back at her in confusion.
The second the stall owner opened her mouth; Yang Mo knew she was an experienced saleswoman. “Congratulations, you’re the 520th student who stopped in front of my stall for more than 3 seconds. You have the privilege to enjoy 50% discount…”
“Oh.’ Yang Mo cut her off, “It wasn’t my intention to stop by. You can give it to the next person instead.”
He turned away and was going to leave, but the stall owner called out again, “Hey, hey, brother—”
Yang Mo turned around again.
She looked at him with pitiful eyes, “Handmade fresh milk mochis, the original price is 50 yuan per box but it’s only seeing at half price, 25 yuan now. It’s our loss! You really won’t encounter another stall like ours after passing by.”
She gestured while promoting it, “Our snack has quite a history. In the past, when Emperor Qian Long visited Jiangnan…”
Yang Mo: “…Enough.”
The stall owner looked at him with the gaze of a small animal begging for food.
Yang Mo: “……”
Yang Mo could never stand this kind of look in the first place, let alone coming from a girl.
But when he touched his phone, he hesitated a little.
He hadn’t contacted his father for a month now. His old man put on a front of wanting to starve this bastard son of his till he repented, while Yang Mo also hardened his will and refused to ask money from him.
Now, the living expenses in his hands were only barely enough to get through the month. If he bought that box of dessert, then he could only eat steamed buns and salted vegetables tonight and tomorrow morning.
Yang Mo sighed, “I didn’t bring any money or my student card.”
The stall owner: “We accept online payment too.”
Yang Mo said seriously, “I didn’t bring my phone.”
The stall owner: “……”
She stared at the bag of chicken fillet in Yang Mo’s hands and wondered whether she should expose this lousy excuse of his.
Suddenly, a loud sound came from across the street. Another band had kicked off their performance not far away, causing the crowd of spectators to raise their voice again.
Yang Mo was having a headache, thinking about how he could act like he dropped his phone somewhere and appeared anxious about it. But hearing all the commotion. he glanced over.
Yang Mo raised an eyebrow.
He saw his little junior was walking over with the sound system.
He was wearing his cap backwards. A neat look, tall and lean, like the first light in the morning from the entire Shou Cheng University had shone on his body. The colour was warm but not harsh on the eye.
Shou Cheng University’s forum had this random topic discussion, ‘How many handsome guys are there in Industrial Management 1901?”. One of the top replies described Han Shi Yu in that way.
Yang Mo happened to see this post by chance so he clicked into it to take a look.
He didn’t believe in this unrealistic description at that time, because when he first Han Shi Yu, he thought of it as revolting rather than a warm light.
But at this time, if he brushed aside those accidents and previous impression he had, treating what he was seeing in front of his eyes as their first meeting…Yang Mo realized that description was actually quite accurate after all.
Han Shi Yu smiled a little, looking bashful and youthful.
After picking up the microphone, he cheered once and received a response from the crowd. Then, he chose a lady among the crowd as his gaze landed gently on her. He smiled, “Do you think I’m handsome?”
There was laughter that erupted all over.
That lady blinked at first before slowly blushing.
Yang Mo reflected on himself and felt that his thinking just now was a little irrational.
""
He may look ‘bashful’ or ‘coy’ on the surface, but how could a shameless person actually be shy?
The lady’s companion replied, “Yes!”
Han Shi Yu, in the midst of cheers, asked again, “Then, do you all like me?”
The crowd knew he was just hyping up the atmosphere, so they cooperated and answered’ yes’.
Han Shi Yu’s companions had already come forward and prepared all the instruments.
The person holding the microphone seemed naturally accustomed to be standing under the eyes of thousands, saying and doing anything without a hint of stage fright.
“In a while, we will be battling the music academy, “Han Shi Yu turned up the volume on the sound system, it could instantly compare to the original performing band on stage, “What will everyone be shouting then!”
“The school of management is fucking awesome—”
Han Shi Yu: “Louder, I can’t hear you!”
The onlookers all joined in on the fun, shouting with laughter mixed in, “The school of management is fucking awesome, Shou Cheng University’s number one!!”
Students from other majors: “……”
The people from music academy was notified in advance of a scenario like this, but they didn’t expect it to be this arrogant.
And so, they couldn’t just take it quietly. Instead, the song performed on stage became even wilder.
After the atmosphere was heated up, Han Shi Yu tapped on the microphone in satisfaction and was just about to turn it off until they perform later.
But just as he turned around and as he took one more look in the crowd, his eyes were glued to a familiar face then.
Just like that, he locked gazes with Yang Mo.
Han Shi Yu: “……”
Yang Mo: “……”
Yang Mo suddenly had a bad feeling.
The next second, Han Shi Yu who was obviously frozen for a moment, looked straight at him and blurted out, “Senior?”
His voice was transmitted out through the microphone and sound system.
Only then did Han Shi Yu react, turning off the microphone as an afterthought.
As a result, the onlookers followed his line of sight and looked over.
Yang Mo: “……”
He turned his head around, leaning on the stall next to him while pretending nothing had happened.
A group of people turned back and tried to busybody, “Who is it?”
“Who did he call out just now…”
Yang Mo propped up his hands on the table where the stall was set up, awkwardly exchanging gazes with the girl selling mochis.
She saw everything that happened.
“That…” Yang Mo stiffly spoke up to ease the awkwardness, “…The mochis…how much are they?”
The stall owner looked at him, blinked for a few moments before her mind spun quickly and she blurted out, “60 yuan.”
Yang Mo: “……”
Yang Mo's eardrums automatically filtered out these obvious marketing terms and continued walking ahead.That stall owner was a girl and from the student card hanging around her neck, anyone could tell she was still a student in Shou Cheng University.She was extremely persistent. With her neck stretched out, she changed the way she called out to Yang Mo, Senior brother!Yang Mo looked back at her in confusion.The second the stall owner opened her mouth; Yang Mo knew she was an experienced saleswoman. Congratulations, you're the 520thstudent who stopped in front of my stall for more than 3 seconds. You have the privilege to enjoy 50% discountOh.' Yang Mo cut her off, It wasn't my intention to stop by. You can give it to the next person instead.He turned away and was going to leave, but the stall owner called out again, Hey, hey, brotherYang Mo turned around again.She looked at him with pitiful eyes, Handmade fresh milk mochis, the original price is 50 yuan per box but it's only seeing at half price, 25 yuan now. It's our loss! You really won't encounter another stall like ours after passing by.She gestured while promoting it, Our snack has quite a history. In the past, when Emperor Qian Long visited JiangnanYang Mo: Enough.The stall owner looked at him with the gaze of a small animal begging for food.Yang Mo: Yang Mo could never stand this kind of look in the first place, let alone coming from a girl.But when he touched his phone, he hesitated a little.He hadn't contacted his father for a month now. His old man put on a front of wanting to starve this bastard son of his till he repented, while Yang Mo also hardened his will and refused to ask money from him.Now, the living expenses in his hands were only barely enough to get through the month. If he bought that box of dessert, then he could only eat steamed buns and salted vegetables tonight and tomorrow morning.Yang Mo sighed, I didn't bring any money or my student card.The stall owner: We accept online payment too.Yang Mo said seriously, I didn't bring my phone.The stall owner: She stared at the bag of chicken fillet in Yang Mo's hands and wondered whether she should expose this lousy excuse of his.Suddenly, a loud sound came from across the street. Another band had kicked off their performance not far away, causing the crowd of spectators to raise their voice again.Yang Mo was having a headache, thinking about how he could act like he dropped his phone somewhere and appeared anxious about it. But hearing all the commotion. he glanced over.Yang Mo raised an eyebrow.He saw his little junior was walking over with the sound system.He was wearing his cap backwards. A neat look, tall and lean, like the first light in the morning from the entire Shou Cheng University had shone on his body. The colour was warm but not harsh on the eye.Shou Cheng University's forum had this random topic discussion, How many handsome guys are there in Industrial Management 1901?. One of the top replies described Han Shi Yu in that way.Yang Mo happened to see this post by chance so he clicked into it to take a look.He didn't believe in this unrealistic description at that time, because when he first Han Shi Yu, he thought of it as revolting rather than a warm light.But at this time, if he brushed aside those accidents and previous impression he had, treating what he was seeing in front of his eyes as their first meetingYang Mo realized that description was actually quite accurate after all.Han Shi Yu smiled a little, looking bashful and youthful.After picking up the microphone, he cheered once and received a response from the crowd. Then, he chose a lady among the crowd as his gaze landed gently on her. He smiled, Do you think I'm handsome?There was laughter that erupted all over.That lady blinked at first before slowly blushing.Yang Mo reflected on himself and felt that his thinking just now was a little irrational.""He may look bashful' or coy' on the surface, but how could a shameless person actually be shy?The lady's companion replied, Yes!Han Shi Yu, in the midst of cheers, asked again, Then, do you all like me?The crowd knew he was just hyping up the atmosphere, so they cooperated and answered' yes'.Han Shi Yu's companions had already come forward and prepared all the instruments.The person holding the microphone seemed naturally accustomed to be standing under the eyes of thousands, saying and doing anything without a hint of stage fright.In a while, we will be battling the music academy, Han Shi Yu turned up the volume on the sound system, it could instantly compare to the original performing band on stage, What will everyone be shouting then!The school of management is fucking awesomeHan Shi Yu: Louder, I can't hear you!The onlookers all joined in on the fun, shouting with laughter mixed in, The school of management is fucking awesome, Shou Cheng University's number one!!Students from other majors: The people from music academy was notified in advance of a scenario like this, but they didn't expect it to be this arrogant.And so, they couldn't just take it quietly. Instead, the song performed on stage became even wilder.After the atmosphere was heated up, Han Shi Yu tapped on the microphone in satisfaction and was just about to turn it off until they perform later.But just as he turned around and as he took one more look in the crowd, his eyes were glued to a familiar face then.Just like that, he locked gazes with Yang Mo.Han Shi Yu: Yang Mo: Yang Mo suddenly had a bad feeling.The next second, Han Shi Yu who was obviously frozen for a moment, looked straight at him and blurted out, Senior?His voice was transmitted out through the microphone and sound system.Only then did Han Shi Yu react, turning off the microphone as an afterthought.As a result, the onlookers followed his line of sight and looked over.Yang Mo: He turned his head around, leaning on the stall next to him while pretending nothing had happened.A group of people turned back and tried to busybody, Who is it?Who did he call out just nowYang Mo propped up his hands on the table where the stall was set up, awkwardly exchanging gazes with the girl selling mochis.She saw everything that happened.That Yang Mo stiffly spoke up to ease the awkwardness, The mochishow much are they?The stall owner looked at him, blinked for a few moments before her mind spun quickly and she blurted out, 60 yuan.Yang Mo:
