580: Chapter 580: Dragon and Phoenix Banquet 580: Chapter 580: Dragon and Phoenix Banquet In the afternoon, Tangyu and Mo Xiaoqing were busy at Teacher Zuo’s the whole afternoon until their families finally arrived.
For Tangyu, the lifesaver, words of gratitude were inevitable.
Tangyu simply retreated and, along with Mo Xiaoqing, bid farewell and left.
Glancing at the time, school was about to be dismissed.
Despite an afternoon of hustle, it was indeed tiring yet there was a feeling of joy and bliss.
Witnessing the birth of a life is so magnificent and miraculous.
Even now, Mo Xiaoqing hadn’t fully calmed down, her excitement lingered for a long while.
Thus, the two of them silently continued walking, and before they knew it, they ended up in the school clinic.
Only then did Mo Xiaoqing snap back to reality, a blush flashing across her face, realizing she had unconsciously followed Tangyu to his clinic.
She quickly said, “Following you, I forgot I have to go to the office.
I’ll be going now.”
“Class is almost out.
Don’t go, have a seat and chat with me,” Tangyu said.
Mo Xiaoqing still shook her head, “I need to organize some things.
Let’s chat another time.” After saying this, Mo Xiaoqing hurriedly left.
Watching Mo Xiaoqing’s retreating figure, the corners of Tangyu’s mouth lifted slightly.
Women’s feelings are tricky.
He hasn’t even sorted things out with Liu Shanshan, let alone Mo Xiaoqing, which would undoubtedly be even harder.
After some thought, Tangyu only shook his head.
It’s best not to think too much about such matters; the more you think, the more troubles you find, like an endless river flowing east.
School was dismissed soon.
Lin Feifei came after waiting for quite a while.
Thankfully, there were no more students crowding around since the dismissal, perhaps the principal’s words had had a great deterrent effect.
After locking the clinic’s door, Tangyu held Lin Feifei’s hand, “Let’s go, let’s head home.”
Lin Feifei pulled away from Tangyu’s grasp, softly saying, “Don’t.
We’re still at school, and people will see.”
Tangyu pouted.
It wasn’t that he was afraid of being seen, but it was a sensitive time.
If pit reporters captured this and spread it on the internet, it might negatively impact Lin Feifei.
Therefore, Tangyu didn’t insist, and the two walked towards the school gate.
Just as they stepped out, Tangyu immediately realized something wasn’t right.
A large group of eyes swiftly turned their way.
Soon, many students gathered around, and some even started taking photos.
These were Linshan Middle School students—within the school, they hesitated to approach Tangyu due to the principal’s authority, but now that school was over, they were unrestrained.
Tangyu was speechless.
Lin Feifei’s face also turned red as she was photographed, and Tangyu could only forcefully squeeze through the crowd with her and then they both started running, not stopping until they reached home and finally catching their breath.
Tangyu shook his head, “These students are really crazy.
It’s a bit unbearable.”
Lin Feifei, with her face still flushed and panting heavily, looked extremely cute, “Hehe, that’s because they all like and admire you.
You don’t know how famous you are in Linshan Middle School now.
Everyone sees you as their idol, and a lot of girls think of you as a male god.
You’ve become the object of many girls’ fantasies.”
Tangyu curled his lip, “Naturally, I should be treated like this.
Feifei, I’m not worse than you in this regard now, am I?
The number of girls who like me is no fewer than the boys who like you.”
“Not fewer, in fact, much more,” Lin Feifei indulged Tangyu’s narcissism.
Tangyu smiled, “That’s really nice to hear.”
“Ah, who has such a great relationship with whom?” a sweet voice rang out as Zhao Yaya and Guo Momo walked in hand-in-hand.
Zhao Yaya casually threw her backpack and quickly sat next to Tangyu, her round eyes curiously peering at him like a kid pondering a million questions.
“With Feifei,” Tangyu replied.
“Tch, you’re fooling me again.
I’m not that easy to deceive.
By the way, dear brother, today I used the photo with your autograph at school to show off a lot.
Many people asked me for an autographed photo.
I promised a few already, so dear brother, please help me sign some photos now,” Zhao Yaya pleaded eagerly.
Tangyu shook his head.
Zhao Yaya had already nagged him to sign three photos in the morning, and now she was bothering him again.
However, seeing Zhao Yaya’s delicate appearance, Tangyu could only say, “Just a few right?
Bring them here.
It’s just you, today hundreds of people hassled me for an autograph and I didn’t give any.”
“Hehe, you’re the best, dear brother,” Zhao Yaya said sweetly, then took out a huge stack of photos from her bag, easily over a hundred by a rough estimate.
Seeing so many photos, Tangyu’s eyes bulged, “You said just a few?
How is this a few?”
“Aww, I’m not very good at math.
A few or a few dozen—it’s all the same, right?
You’re the best, just help me sign them all, otherwise, I won’t be able to show off at school tomorrow.
My friends and I are all waiting.
You wouldn’t want to see me lose face at school tomorrow, would you?” Zhao Yaya said.
“This is a hundred or two hundred, not a few or a few dozen.
Alright, alright, I’m scared of you, give me the pen,” Tangyu shook his head and said.
Zhao Yaya immediately handed over a pen and began to massage Tangyu, looking very earnest.
Guo Momo, meanwhile, pulled Lin Feifei to the kitchen to prepare dinner.
Lin Feifei originally didn’t know how to cook, but now she wanted to learn with Guo Momo to be a competent wife in the future.
A woman who could manage both the parlor and the kitchen.
For this, Lin Feifei was also making an effort.
Of course, she was still at the stage of watching and had not yet started handling the cooking herself.
“Dear brother, although your handwriting is beautiful, your signature is a bit old-fashioned.
I think you should find someone to design a really unique signature for you,” Zhao Yaya said.
Tangyu curled his lip, “My handwriting is pretty enough.
What more do you want?”
“Alright, alright, keep signing, dear brother.
Put in some effort.
If your hand gets sore, I’ll massage it for you, and if you get thirsty, just tell me, and I’ll get you some water,” Zhao Yaya said no more.
“Ding dong!
Ding dong!”
The doorbell suddenly rang, and Zhao Yaya glanced at the door with a slightly annoyed expression, pouting, “Who is it, stop pressing, I’ll go check.” Having said that, Zhao Yaya reluctantly went to open the door, and upon looking through the peephole, she let out a strange cry upon seeing the person standing at the entrance.
Tangyu looked over and asked, “What’s wrong, Yaya, who is it?”
Zhao Yaya immediately opened the door, and a tall figure walked in, bringing a strong aura that Tangyu felt as the figure approached.
From this aura alone, Tangyu could tell that the visitor was no ordinary person, a charisma he had previously felt only from very few individuals.
Xiao Yu, Huangfu Qingyun—this figure also possessed such a formidable presence, and Tangyu couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows slightly, turning his gaze toward the newcomer.
As the figure fully entered, Tangyu could finally see the visitor’s appearance clearly.
Tall and handsome, strikingly dashing, the epitome of poise and grace—these words were not an exaggeration to describe the man before him.
At that moment, he was looking at Zhao Yaya with a fond smile while she happily hugged the man.
“Big brother, why are you here?
It’s been over two months since I moved here, and you haven’t visited me once.
Why did you suddenly show up today without telling me?” Zhao Yaya said, excited and chirpy.
Zhao Yaya’s big brother?
Tangyu slightly raised his eyebrows.
With the surname Zhao and possessing an aura not inferior to Xiao Yu or Huangfu Qingyun, Tangyu quickly thought of someone—Zhao Wangxu, the eldest of the Zhao family, and one of the Five Young Masters of Donglin.
And since Zhao Yaya was calling the man before her big brother, it seemed this person was indeed Zhao Wangxu.
Zhao Wangxu looked at her with fondness, lacking the aloof demeanor typical of the Five Young Masters of Donglin.
At this moment, he was just a loving big brother.
“Big brother, let me introduce you.
This is Good Man Brother; you must have heard of him.
He’s very famous and popular right now,” Zhao Yaya said.
Zhao Wangxu gave Tangyu a slight smile, his gaze sharp as an unsheathed treasured sword.
“Tangyu,” Zhao Wangxu said.
“Zhao Wangxu,” Tangyu responded.
Zhao Wangxu smiled slightly, “You know me?”
Tangyu replied, “The eldest of the Zhao family, whose presence rivals Huangfu Qingyun—besides you, Zhao Wangxu, I really can’t think of another.
Unless, there is another elder brother in the Zhao family who can match you, Zhao Wangxu.
But as far as I know, there isn’t, unless I am incredibly uninformed.”
“Ha, Tang, you have good eyesight; indeed, it’s Zhao Wangxu.
These days, whether online, in newspapers, or on TV, it’s all about you.
I heard about you from Yaya a while ago, and meeting you today—indeed, very ordinary,” Zhao Wangxu said.
His last statement carried no hint of irony; he was simply stating a candid thought.
Zhao Yaya was briefly taken aback as she looked at Zhao Wangxu, wondering if her brother had some issues with Good Man Brother.
If these two fought, whom should she support?
“You are quite straightforward.
I am indeed very ordinary, as I am just an ordinary person, nothing compared to you elites,” Tangyu said, not at all embarrassed or angered by being described as ordinary.
Being plain and common wasn’t derogatory; Tangyu felt it was a true reflection of himself and saw no reason to deny it.
False pretense was not what Tangyu wanted.
Zhao Wangxu looked at Zhao Yaya and smiled, “What, you’re afraid I’ll start a fight with your Good Man Brother, and then you won’t know whom to help?”
Zhao Yaya blinked, “Big brother, how did you know that was what I was thinking?”
“Your thoughts are written all over your face; it’s all crystal clear.
Don’t worry, I have no grudge with your Good Man Brother, and won’t be picking a fight with him.
However, today I indeed came here to see your Good Man Brother, as well as you guys,” Zhao Wangxu said.
“Ah, you’re looking for us, for what?” Zhao Yaya asked.
Tangyu frowned slightly.
Zhao Wangxu personally coming to seek him out—what matter could drive him to take such a step in person, especially considering that they had no prior relationship and had never even met?
This made Tangyu quite curious, but after thinking it over, he couldn’t come up with a reason.
“The Dragon Gate Banquet,” Zhao Wangxu said, those three words carrying significant weight.
“Ah, what, are they holding the Dragon and Phoenix Banquet already?
Is it scheduled earlier this year?” Zhao Yaya said, looking surprised.