After a Drunken Night, I Got My Happy Ending with My Tsundere Childhood Friend - Chapter 4

“Are you guys eating? I left it on the table.”

After placing the watermelon on her roommate’s desk, Wei Mu went straight to her bed and covered her head with her quilt.

The two roommates still in the dorm looked at the “Miss Wei,” who had just gone out to see a friend in such a good mood, and was now back so quickly. They stared with eyes as wide and sharp as those of the Black Cat Detective.

What on earth happened?

“Wow, iced watermelon! In this sweltering heat, playing games with the air conditioning on, and having watermelon to eat—it’s absolutely perfect. Thank you for your grace, Miss Wei. Your humble servant has no way to repay you.”

“Gratitude, the utmost gratitude,” one of them said, delivering a generous declaration of thanks.

Wei Mu was wealthy and generous; they had known that since the first day they arrived at the dorm. Even though the family conditions of the other three were not bad at all, the gifts she had brought on the first day of school were truly expensive.

Moreover, Wei Mu often received packages. She was always happy to share the various items that came out of them. In this atmosphere, everyone liked to share things with each other, and the vibe in their dorm was quite good.

“Mmh,” a muffled voice came from under the quilt.

“What’s wrong with Mu-Mu?” Ning Qing asked her roommate, Guo Tong, who was playing a duo game with her, in a soft, confused voice.

“Stop with the nonsense, are you stupid?” Guo Tong rolled her eyes at Ning Qing.

She whispered an explanation into her companion’s ear, “Mu-Mu is obviously unhappy.”

“Why?”

“Tsk, it’s obviously because someone provoked our young miss.” Guo Tong adjusted her glasses and offered this insightful comment.

“In my opinion, it has to do with that person.”

“Which person?”

“The one you always eat food from, of course,” Guo Tong retorted.

The “friend” Wei Mu said she went out to see was the “mysterious courier” from the neighboring Hua University. He was also the sender who always made their “Miss Wei” smile whenever she picked up his packages.

Wei Mu hadn’t specified his name, but Guo Tong felt that this person was truly lucky to be able to make their beautiful Wei Mu both bloom with joy and wither in sorrow.

“Nani!”

“Shh!!!” Guo Tong put a finger to her lips, signaling for Ning Qing to be quiet. “Just eat your food and stop making noise.” Guo Tong stuffed a piece of watermelon into Ning Qing’s mouth.

Guo Tong could hear that their unhappy beauty was busy punching a stuffed toy on her bed.

Where did the toy come from? It was a gift from the “mysterious person.”

On the bed, Wei Mu’s eyes were red under the blanket.

It would have been fine if Kong Ning just liked boys, but she had clearly told her before that she was her best friend.

She had thought that with Kong Ning’s recent care, the relationship between them might have eased. She had thought that she didn’t need to compete to make Kong Ning’s eyes focus only on her.

Now, the other girl had simply too many good friends.

She was such an annoying person, so dense. Couldn’t she see that the girl liked her? Yet she still let her act all haughty.

She couldn’t let her attract anyone else; she had to make her look at her again, just like before.

Wei Mu clenched her fists in secret.

Over there, Kong Ning, who was eating spicy hot pot, felt a rare sense of melancholy.

What a disaster!

She hadn’t felt this frustrated even when she was being suppressed by Wei Mu before.

Sometimes, being too excellent is also a mistake—like in her case, being the excellent person she was.

Now, even eating a meal required being watched by a crowd.

This morning, Kong Ning had become quite famous within the military training group. Coupled with the spread on the school’s “Confession Wall,” Kong Ning had become the most prominent figure among the freshmen at Hua University.

Le Xiu, holding her number tag for the spicy hot pot, had just reached the seat that Kong Ning and the others had saved for her. She saw students around them unable to restrain their eyes from glancing over, watching openly, as everyone wanted to see what this popular figure looked like.

Le Xiu sat down across from Kong Ning and couldn’t help but tease her.

“Yo, little Kong, you’re doing pretty well for yourself. I’ve finally gotten to eat a meal with a big celebrity,” Le Xiu said, raising her eyebrows at Yu Lingbo next to her, as if to say, “Am I right?”

“For sure, she’s super hot right now,” Yu Lingbo added to the joke.

“It just happens to fulfill Kong Ning’s wish, right?” Shen Nanxi, sitting next to Kong Ning, said bluntly.

After all, what Kong Ning loved most was being chased and admired by the crowd.

“You guys stop it, I really made a mistake.” Although she liked to be praised, she didn’t want to be under surveillance every single day.

Kong Ning felt that she shouldn’t show off too much; she had to restrain herself from now on.

The four of them were sitting at the same table. As for the classmate who had been walking arm-in-arm with Kong Ning, she had been separated by the crowd and disappeared. They couldn’t find her in the sea of people, so they gave up.

Because of this, Kong Ning sighed, thinking that their Dorm 203 really were experts at eating—not a single one of them had fallen behind.

Hua University’s “Confession Wall” and forum had been hacked.

The “Confession Wall” account had been stolen, and the posts on the forum were being deleted one by one.

This was the biggest news on the internet on the second day of military training.

The computer science students at Hua University stepped up to intervene, clashing with the hacker who was attacking them. They realized that the attacker was a top-tier national hacker.

In shock, they asked why the hacker was attacking such a small “Confession Wall” and forum. Even though it was Hua University’s, it seemed like a “waste of resources”—that was a high-priced Hacker A.

Moreover, what harm could a “Confession Wall” do? They couldn’t understand what benefits could be gained from attacking a message board and a forum.

The ending of the incident was that the holder of the Hua University “Confession Wall” account created a new one. Before they could even lament the sadness of losing all the contacts added over the years—the hard work of many classes of seniors destroyed by his hands—the hacker returned the original account. Other than the content from this semester being deleted, everything else was kept intact. Everyone let out a long sigh of relief.

The Hua University forum also only had posts from this semester deleted.

Overall, there was no major loss. However, everyone’s focus shifted from discussing handsome men, beautiful women, and campus gossip to focusing on this “hacker incident.”

However, the story for Dorm 203 was not over yet.

During their late-night chat, Kong Ning gave a summary.

“Don’t you guys think I’m a chosen one?” she said, her smug tone evident.

“No,” Shen Nanxi stopped typing on her phone and was the first to answer. A “chosen one” only existed in novels; Shen Nanxi didn’t believe in them in reality.

“Little Kong, what gave you that illusion?” Le Xiu said with her eyelids drooping. Gossiping had already drained her energy; if not for this super narcissistic statement from Kong Ning, she would have already closed her eyes to go to sleep.

“I second that,” came Yu Lingbo’s voice.

“Don’t you think that God is helping me?” Kong Ning pulled back her bed curtain and poked her head out.

“Helping with what?” Yu Lingbo lifted a corner of her bed curtain.

“Look, I just felt like I didn’t want to be watched by everyone anymore, and the ‘Confession Wall’ and forum got hacked, and all the content for this semester was deleted. Now, no one is paying attention to me, and even the number of friend requests I’m getting has decreased.” Kong Ning analyzed it for everyone.

In reality, Kong Ning had grown tired of receiving attention and praise over the past few days. She had to admit that without competing with Wei Mu, winning first place wasn’t that satisfying.

It was boring.

“Not—bad~. Our little Kong is finally going to be cured,” Le Xiu replied, half-asleep.

“Cured of what?” Kong Ning asked curiously.

“Chuuni… byo (middle school syndrome).”

“Hey, you!” Kong Ning was just about to retort.

“Huu—” Le Xiu was already asleep.

“Forget it, let’s go to sleep, everyone.”

In a girls’ dorm at Jing University.

A girl was browsing Hua University’s “Confession Wall” and forum as usual. Looking at the missing updates and posts, she wore a satisfied smile.

A certain someone looked at her bank balance and also wore a satisfied smile.