"This... this is..."
Zhao Xiyue's delicate face instantly showed surprise, her small mouth wide enough to fit an egg.
In Zhang Chen's hand, a golden chrysanthemum the size of a basketball was slowly blooming from a bud, eventually unfurling completely.
Each petal was clearly visible, with flawless detail, as if a real flower had materialized in his palm.
"I just happen to have the ability to transform into a flower, which is only a tiny bit more than you!" Zhang Chen said with a smile.
He wasn't being modest; in his opinion, the release of psychic energy only had a few steps.
The first step was releasing the psychic energy ball, the second was stabilizing it, and the third was changing its shape.
Zhao Xiyue had reached the second step, and he had reached the third, so he was indeed only a tiny bit ahead of her.
However, he didn't realize that the effect he effortlessly produced might take others months, or even years, to achieve.
Some people might never accomplish it in their lifetime!
"How... how did you do that? Teach me?" Zhao Xiyue asked excitedly.
"It's actually not that difficult. As long as you control your energy flow properly, divide it into several sections, and control them independently!"
"Mine is divided into about 236 sections. You don't need to divide so many at first; you can start by dividing it into 20 sections!"
Zhang Chen held Zhao Xiyue's soft, boneless hand, meticulously controlling the psychic energy she released.
Soon, a simple five-petaled flower bloomed.
"How is it? Isn't it simple?" Zhang Chen asked with a smile.
"I understand. I'll practice hard! Um... you can go back now!" Zhao Xiyue said.
"No way, you have to go back with me, so everyone knows I have a girlfriend!" Zhang Chen said, reaching out and tightly embracing Zhao Xiyue's slender waist.
Soft, comfortable!
"Ah!" Zhao Xiyue cried out nervously, and the psychic energy ball in her hand instantly dissipated.
She instinctively wanted to refuse, but Zhang Chen's strength was too great, and she couldn't break free.
Moreover... she had already agreed to be his fake girlfriend, so she had to commit to it fully. There was no reason to refuse.
Most importantly... being held by Zhang Chen, she didn't feel any aversion or repulsion at all; instead, she felt very safe and comfortable.
It was a familiar feeling.
"This is strange, why would I feel this way?"
"I used to hate physical contact with guys the most..."
Zhao Xiyue was a little confused about herself.
Could it be that in her heart, she liked Zhang Chen?!
Impossible, absolutely impossible?!
How could she like a man she had only known for a few days?
It must be admiration for his powerful talent, yes, it's definitely admiration!
Zhang Chen, holding Zhao Xiyue's slender waist, walked through the campus with a sly grin, deliberately passing through crowded areas.
Zhao Xiyue, on the other hand, lowered her head, her pretty face slightly flushed.
She hadn't expected Zhang Chen to be so annoying, deliberately choosing to walk through crowded places, wishing she could burrow into the ground right then.
Soon, the two arrived at the entrance of Zhang Chen's dormitory.
"Want to come up and sit for a bit?" Zhang Chen asked with a smile.
"No way. We agreed it was just pretend. Don't go too far!" Zhao Xiyue warned, her small face stern.
"I know, I know. But as a couple, there should be some token of farewell, right?" Zhang Chen spread his hands and asked with a smile, his eyes flicking towards the nearby bushes.
There, several campus newspaper reporters were hiding in the shadows with cameras, craning their necks to find material.
"What token? We part ways, it's not like we'll never see each other again!" Zhao Xiyue frowned.
"The more dedicated you are as my fake girlfriend, the more dedicated I will be in teaching you in the future."
"This is an equal exchange. You can't fool me while expecting me to teach you seriously. That would be too unfair!" Zhang Chen whispered into Zhao Xiyue's ear.
"Alright, fine! Just this once!" Zhao Xiyue glared at Zhang Chen, then, as if making a decision, raised her hands and wrapped them around his neck.
She then stood on tiptoe, closed her eyes, and leaned in with her lips.
"Mmph?!"
Zhang Chen only wanted a hug, but he didn't expect an unexpected bonus?!