I'm in Senior Year, and the System Says I'm Going on a Blind Date with My Childhood Sweetheart

Chapter 204: Chapter 143: All Because Li Bao Taught Me Well

After cleaning up his desk, Shen Yuan’s gaze naturally fell upon Li Zhi, who sat in the next aisle.

A cheesy smile appeared on his face as he softly called out, "Li Bao..."

The pet name made Li Zhi frown. She looked up at Shen Yuan, her eyes filled with a trace of exasperation.

Shen Yuan, pretending not to notice her reaction, continued, "Did you watch yesterday’s *Defend and Steal*?"

Hearing his question, Li Zhi rubbed her temples as if it was giving her a headache.

The pretty girl shook her head and replied, "Didn’t watch it. I went to sleep right after our video call yesterday. Why? Did the sweetness give you a cavity?"

Shen Yuan retorted, "How could it? There’s no way that little bit of sweetness could get to me."

He shook his head as he spoke, dismissing the show’s sweetness with contempt. "The guy who wrote *Defend and Steal* has probably never even been in a relationship. He can only rely on his imagination. And even his imagination isn’t that bold."

Shen Yuan shook his head.

In his eyes, the fledgling author’s work was basically just the Kissing Association trying to protect some pristine, innocent image of love.

And in the row in front of Li Zhi, He Zhiyu, who had heard Shen Yuan’s words, was feeling utterly crushed.

’So I guess it’s my fault I’ve never been in a relationship?’

’I have admirers too, you know!’

But before He Zhiyu could protest, he heard Li Zhi’s voice from behind him.

"So, you’re pretty bold, are you?" Li Zhi watched Shen Yuan, an ambiguous smile playing on her lips.

Hearing her words, Shen Yuan, who had been slouching over his desk, instantly sat bolt upright.

The young man lifted his chin, a confident smile on his lips, and replied without missing a beat, "But of course!"

Before the words had even left his mouth, Shen Yuan darted to Li Zhi’s side.

His movement was so swift and decisive that it gave Li Zhi no time to react.

Just before the pretty girl could even think to dodge, Shen Yuan blurted out, "It’s all thanks to Li Bao’s excellent teaching!"

As soon as the words were spoken, He Zhiyu, sitting in the front row, whipped his head around.

The young author stared wide-eyed at the pair, utter disbelief written all over his face.

However, while He Zhiyu’s mind was still racing, trying to process the scene unfolding before him, he saw Li Zhi suddenly lash out with a vicious kick aimed at Shen Yuan.

Accompanying the kick was an angry shout.

"Mother of god, I’ll kill you!"

"Yes,"

Shen Yuan nodded at Li Zhi, then blurted out, "Yes, Mom."

Li Zhi’s fair cheeks instantly flushed crimson. Her small, clenched fists flew through the air, smashing into Shen Yuan’s arm.

The sound of THUMPING echoed from Shen Yuan’s arm. Li Zhi looked ferocious, but to Shen Yuan, her seemingly vicious blows hurt less than a kitten using him for a cushion.

"Go die, you creep!" the pretty girl snapped, her voice trembling with indignation as strands of her hair danced on her shoulders.

From the front row, He Zhiyu stared blankly at the childhood sweethearts, watching their textbook-perfect flirty banter. He was so stunned his mouth hung wide open, completely forgotten.

Far from getting angry at Li Zhi’s attack, Shen Yuan actually wore a satisfied smile. He nodded lightly, a low chuckle escaping his throat. "Li Bao’s massage technique is getting more and more professional."

His words were like fuel on a fire, utterly infuriating the pretty girl.

Li Zhi’s face instantly turned beet red. Furious and embarrassed, she lifted her foot and stomped down hard toward Shen Yuan’s toes.

Just as her foot was about to come crashing down on his, at the last possible second, the pretty girl angled her heel slightly inward.

Her heel hit the floor with a dull THUD, leaving only the much less damaging tip of her shoe to land on Shen Yuan’s foot.

Even so, her leather shoe ground mercilessly onto the top of his foot, sending a sharp sting of pain through him.

At the same time, she yanked on his collar, pulling him right in front of her.

"Is this professional enough for you?"

Shen Yuan let out a stifled groan, his body instinctively leaning back. He clenched his jaw. "Is Li Bao... stamping me as hers?"

"Shut up, you!" Li Zhi’s voice was full of indignation. She added a bit more pressure with the tip of her shoe, making Shen Yuan hiss in a sharp breath.

"Is *this* bold enough for you?" Shen Yuan teased, forcing a smile through the pain.

Hearing this, He Zhiyu’s eyes went wide.

The moment Li Zhi heard his taunt, her pupils contracted like a startled cat’s, and she shoved him away.

The fingers that had been gripping his collar curled defensively like a cat’s claws, hovering in the air. She rose slightly onto the tip of the foot still clad in its little leather shoe.

She didn’t know why, but even though she could clearly tell Shen Yuan was just being a shameless jerk, Li Zhi couldn’t shake the feeling that she was being flirted with.

The pretty girl shoved him away repeatedly, scolding him in a rush.

"Go, go, go, go, go! Just go take out your damn trash!"

"Alright, alright, alright."

Shen Yuan was pushed all the way to the trash can.

Shen Yuan was the one in charge of taking out the trash for his cleaning duty group.

There was an unwritten rule about taking out the trash: a student returning with the empty bin was effectively invulnerable.

Even if the bell rang for class, the homeroom teacher or even the dean could only tell them to hurry back, with no threat of punishment.

Shen Yuan’s trash partner—oh, no, his trash-duty partner—was the math class representative who sat in the back, Pan Hao.

In Ah Jie’s words, he was a moron.