The Green Tea Omega Has Turned Bad - Chapter 5

Shang Wandong was a person with a very strong sense of social distance. She was unwilling to have overly close contact with others and disliked it when people entered her comfort zone at will. Therefore, when Yan Xia heard Shang Wandong agree to let her into the bedroom, her heart was filled with both shock and joy; she almost thought that Shang Wandong had been secretly in love with the female protagonist all along.

Unfortunately, this surprise was merely a misunderstanding.

She had overthought it. Shang Wandong was completely like a wooden-headed AI—even Siri was better at reading the room than she was!

Yan Xia forcefully consoled herself: Well, at least I’m in! I can come and go as I please now. Can you do that, Yan Siqiu?

The interior decoration followed a minimalist style, with black and white furniture arranged in a well-ordered manner, possessing a great sense of flow and design. But as Yan Xia looked around, she felt the place was so empty that it seemed a bit desolate.

Moreover, this furniture looked very expensive.

Shang Wandong sat down at the desk and signaled for her to sit beside her.

Yan Xia nodded uneasily and sat down obediently.

Outside the massive floor-to-ceiling windows, moonlight spilled across the floor. The stars peeked through the clouds and mist, blinking quietly at the mortal world, making even the cold, deep night feel gentle.

Shang Wandong unfolded the test paper. As the distance between the two suddenly closed, a faint fragrance quietly diffused.

It was wispy and lingering, yet it carried a refreshing hint of sweetness.

Shang Wandong paused imperceptibly.

Since birth, she had suffered from “Pheromone Insensitivity.” Simply put, she could smell the scent of pheromones but would not be affected by them.

If she remembered correctly, this should be Yan Xia’s pheromone the scent of lime.

The lime scent was sour and astringent, with a long-lasting bitterness that made the tip of the tongue feel numb. Most people around her disliked her pheromones; Yan Siqiu often mocked Yan Xia because her scent was too bitter, saying: “Your scent is just as boring as you are!”

But now, amidst the sourness and astringency, there was a trace of clear sweetness that differed from the past.

“What’s wrong?” Seeing her motionless for a long time, Yan Xia tilted her head, a trace of confusion appearing on her pale face. “Wandong?”

Shang Wandong never showed her emotions on her face; she remained as immovable as a mountain even if the sky were to fall. Thus, she merely shook her head, expressionless: “It’s nothing.”

She picked up the pencil beside her and began explaining from the first question, drawing diagrams on the scratch paper.

But as Yan Xia listened, she began to feel drowsy.

It wasn’t that Shang Wandong’s explanation was bad. Her voice was low and her logic was clear, like raindrops falling into a deep pond the charm was long-lasting. Her slender white fingers held the pencil, lightly landing on the paper, delicately drawing lines along with her words, making a rustling sound.

The night wind was silent. Coupled with Shang Wandong’s tone, it felt like being immersed in a high-quality ASMR sleep-aid video.

Added to that, this was a math paper, and Yan Xia could do the problems on it with her eyes closed. Listening to this explanation was like an adult watching a children’s program; it was purely for entertainment, and she couldn’t muster any extra interest.

Just as the first question was finished, Shang Wandong paused for a moment and asked, “Did you understand?”

Yan Xia forced her eyelids open, nearly collapsing onto the table, and answered lazily, “Mhm… mhm, the answer is -1, right?”

Shang Wandong looked at her but said, “Wrong.”

Yan Xia froze, suddenly waking up halfway: “Where is it wrong?!”

She re-read the question seriously and repeated the mental calculation—isn’t the answer -1? Correct!

She would never allow her authority in the sciences to be challenged!

“The answer is correct,” Shang Wandong said under her confused gaze. “But you weren’t listening seriously.”

Yan Xia was stunned.

Under the other woman’s clear and calm gaze, she actually felt a rare sense of guilt.

Yan Xia had been an honors student who was particularly good at self-reflection since she was a child.

She began to wonder if she was being a bit too much someone spent their night time explaining problems to her out of kindness; who has the time or obligation to help others?

Yet, she had dozed off. Even if Shang Wandong was just an NPC, from an attitude standpoint, it seemed a bit disrespectful, making it easy to lose favorability points.

Moreover, the positioning of this novel was to “promote truth, goodness, and beauty, and criticize falsehood, evil, and ugliness.” How could she let readers see a female protagonist with a slack attitude toward learning!

“I… I was wrong.” Yan Xia bit her lip and apologized honestly. “Don’t be angry, I will definitely listen seriously this time.”

The system was shocked: What? The host actually knows how to apologize to others!?

“It’s okay.” Shang Wandong nodded, her lips curving slightly like a night blooming cereus, vanishing in an instant.

“I’m not angry.”

Yan Xia’s eyes widened, as if she had witnessed something incredible happening.

Shang Wandong asked strangely, “What is it?”

“You smiled just now!” Yan Xia snapped back to her senses, leaned in closer, and looked at her with bright, expectant eyes. “You should smile more, it looks good!”

Shang Wandong lowered her gaze: “…You like watching me smile?”

Yan Xia nodded vigorously: “I love it! I thought you were like a robot who couldn’t smile.”

“Okay,” Shang Wandong said softly. “If you listen to the lesson seriously, I will smile more.”

Hearing this, Yan Xia suddenly found real motivation and subconsciously sat up straight.

System: “Uh, host, don’t you think something is wrong?”

Yan Xia pushed her glasses: “What? I’m listening to the lesson, don’t bother me.”

System: ” Is it you wooing her right now, or is she wooing you?!”

Yan Xia retorted: “What nonsense are you talking about? Who would be wooed by a wooden head? Impossible!”

“For this problem, you first need to use the formula to derive the value of a, then substitute it into $beta$.” Shang Wandong handed her the pencil. “Try it yourself.”

$$f'(x) = frac{d}{dx} (ax^2 + bx + c) = 2ax + b$$

Yan Xia pretended to follow the steps and indeed found the value. She acted pleasantly surprised and praised happily, “Wow, Teacher Shang, you are so amazing!”

Shang Wandong: “You are also quite good.”

Yan Xia pressed her advantage, feigning shyness and holding the test paper expectantly: “In the future, can I come and ask you whenever there’s a problem I don’t know?”

“I’m afraid not.” Shang Wandong pondered. “Your foundation is too weak. If I have to explain entire papers every time, it would be a waste of time.”

Yan Xia’s face stiffened.

Damn it, I almost forgot, she has low emotional intelligence!

Yan Xia lowered her eyes, her voice trembling like duckweed hit by rain, perfectly interpreting the regret and loss after being rejected: “Okay, I understand.”

Shang Wandong nodded: “Mhm, if there’s nothing else, let’s continue.”

Yan Xia was suffocating F*k! It’s a miracle she hasn’t been beaten to death living like this!

After explaining several more problems, they finally reached the last page of the test paper.

Looking at the last two large problems, Yan Xia, who had been struggling to stay awake, couldn’t help but yawn.

Shang Wandong looked at the clock it was already past one in the morning and said, “It’s too late, let’s stop here.”

Yan Xia lowered her head and rubbed her eyes, saying softly, “Mhm, thank you, Teacher Shang.”

She had a small frame, curled up in the warm orange light of the night lamp, her hand balled into a fist rubbing her palm-sized face. Her expression was dazed, looking very well-behaved.

Shang Wandong watched her for a while, then suddenly reached out and rubbed her head. The movement was extremely natural, as if she had done it hundreds or thousands of times.

Yan Xia was stunned and looked up at her in surprise.

Shang Wandong also paused, then shifted her gaze away and said in a low voice, “Go back to sleep.”

But Yan Xia wouldn’t leave. Recalling the promise from earlier, she looked at her stubbornly: “You promised me just now, you haven’t smiled yet.”

So Shang Wandong curled her lips and smiled faintly. For some reason, that smile seemed a bit lonely.

Yan Xia felt a few inexplicable feelings in her heart. She stood up in a daze and said hesitantly, “Then Teacher Shang, goodnight.”

Shang Wandong nodded and saw her to the door, her voice low: “Goodnight, Yan Xia.”

As Yan Xia walked toward her room, she heard the sound of the door behind her slowly closing, as light as a breeze.

She couldn’t help but wonder in confusion: Holy sht, what was that situation just now? Why did Shang Wandong rub my head?

Could Shang Wandong really have a crush on me? Isn’t she a piece of wood? How can a piece of wood bloom!

Yan Siqiu had just finished using the bathroom when she happened to see Yan Xia walking out of Shang Wandong’s room and heard the two saying “affectionate” goodnights to each other. Her heart felt like it was suffering an earth-shattering collapse.

A raging fire of anger burned within her. She stepped forward quickly to block Yan Xia’s path, overbearing: “Why were you coming out of Wandong room!”

Seeing her, Yan Xia rolled her eyes and answered with feigned fear: “I… I just went to ask Wandong a few questions.”

When Yan Siqiu thought about how she had been rejected repeatedly, yet a loser like Yan Xia constantly received Shang Wandong’s favor, she was so angry she nearly threw several punches at the air: “You’re lying! Why would Wandong let you into her room!”

Yan Xia widened her eyes innocently and replied in a “white lotus” manner: “Mhm, maybe it’s because Wandong likes me more.”

Yan Siqiu’s blood pressure rose: “You’re lying!”

Yan Xia added fuel to the fire: “She even smiled at me and praised me, saying I did very well.”

Yan Siqiu’s expression froze; her fists tightened.

But in the middle of the night, she couldn’t easily pick a fight with Yan Xia. She could only glare at Yan Xia fiercely and storm back to her room to vent her frustration on her pillow.

After annoying her younger sister, Yan Xia was very happy. The system’s voice rang in her ear: “Ding-dong! Positive points +20!”

“Announcement: Reader ‘Hwa Bu Jie Yi’ left a comment: ‘That was satisfying, thank you, more more more!’ and gifted a Landmine x1. Positive points +50!”

Yan Xia: “Someone gifted a landmine again? System, what is the total point count now?”

System: “Positive points 1620, Corruption level 5%!”

Yan Xia thought for a moment and said modestly, “Then let me do a single pull first.”

The system said cheerfully, “Alright, Positive points -160.”

As it spoke, a dazzling burst of colored light flashed through her mind, like a shooting star falling from the sky. A card streaked with a faint glow, crashing before her eyes like a meteorite.

The special effects were quite gorgeous!

Yan Xia was very excited, rubbing her hands together: “How is it, how is it! Is it a single-pull miracle?” As she spoke, she reached out to flip the card over.

On that blue card, four words were written neatly Thank you for participating!

Yan Xia:

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