<h4>Chapter 157: I’ll Crush Every Flower I See (1)</h4>


    Trantor: StarveCleric Editor: Milkbiscuit


    After saying those words, the young man below began strumming his guitar once more and sang the Happy Birthday song.


    “Happy birthday to you. Happy birthday to you…”


    It was only after the young man sang two lines that Xia Shangzhou finally managed to process what he’d just heard. “Shi Yao? Did I hear him wrong?”


    Lu Bei also opened his mouth in a daze, “I heard him say Shi Yao too. Isn’t that the name of our Little Junior?”


    Xia Shangzhou continued to admire the sight below as he remarked in awe, “It seems that our Little Junior has a little too many peach blossoms…”


    Lu Bei was just about to respond to Xia Shangzhou’sment when a thought streaked across his mind, and he quickly sealed his mouth shut. Slowly, he turned his head to look at Lin Jiage.


    The young man didn’t look any different from how he usually was.


    A light breeze whistled across the night, tussling the young man’s hair, and revealed his arched forehead.


    And between the young man’s brows, an inconspicuous hint of hostility could be felt…


    It was a good thing Lu Bei had reacted swiftly and sealed his mouth—he shuddered to imagine the suffering he might’ve been put through…


    While Lu Bei was secretly patting his chest in relief, Xia Shangzhou still seemed oblivious to the danger lurking behind him as he continued, “Hm? It seems like Little Junior’s peach blossom has decent quality. He doesn’t look too bad actually…”


    Lu Bei could clearly see Lin Jiage’s expression turning colder and colder.


    In view of their brotherly ties, he discreetly kicked Xia Shangzhou to hint at him to stop.


    “What the hell? Lu Bei, why the heck did you kick me?” Xia Shangzhou returned a kick to Lu Bei as he continued toment on the situation. “… ording to my sources, that’s Han Jing from the Art Faculty. If I remember correctly, he even won some prize for his performancest year. No wonder his singing is so good!”


    Is there a hole in my grandson’s head? I’m already giving you such an obvious hint, and you’re still trying to hit me back?


    Noting that the air around Lin Jiage was growing colder and colder by the moment, Lu Bei decisively chose to make a strategic retreat, “Tsk, what’s so interesting about that? How shallow!”


    “That’s not what you said a moment ago. You said it was…” Xia Shangzhou argued indignantly as he turned around to face Lu Bei.


    But before he could see the retreating Lu Bei, he found himself faced with a Lin Jiage whose presence was overflowing with danger.


    Xia Shangzhou shut his mouth from sheer instinct. Two secondster, he realized what he’d just done, and he swiftly changed his words as he fled back into the room, “You’re right, there’s nothing interesting about this at all. It’s because of people like them that the culture of our school is getting worse and worse!”


    As soon as Xia Shangzhou went back into the room, he immediately rushed up to Lu Bei andined, “You bastard, why didn’t you remind me earlier?”


    Lu Bei: “You dimwit! I nudged you to stop, remember?”


    “You call that a reminder? That was clearly just a kick!”


    “Heck, how weak can yourprehension ability be?”


    At this moment, Lin Jiage finally returned to the room, and the arguing duo immediately sealed their mouths.


    ncing at him discreetly, they saw Lin Jiage walk up to his desk, open hisptop, and began working on his project.


    Lu Bei: “There’s something really wrong with our boss today. He’s actually working on his project in the middle of the night!”


    Xia Shangzhou: “What should we do? Do you think it’s possible that’s we’ll survive past tonight?”


    Lin Jiage didn’t close the balcony door when he went in, so themotion outside could still be vaguely heard from within the room. After finishing his Happy Birthday song, Han Jing shouted, “Happy birthday, Shi Yao!”


    “Shi Yao, I like you!”


    His deration was met with swift cheers from the crowd.


    “Shi Yao, I like you! Happy birthday!”


    As Han Jing’s voice grew louder and louder, the air in Room 501 grew increasingly colder.


    At this point, Xia Shangzhou and Lu Bei didn’t even try to whisper to each other anymore. They could only trade nces as they wondered how to escape from this tundra.


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    In Chinese, peach blossoms are usually used to refer to romantic rtionships, thus the title.