Forced into a romantic relationship

Chapter 297 True Face

After spending more than half an hour on the playground, Han Zhou first went back to his dormitory to take a hot shower, and then played the latest game with Lin Anyu.

After playing for a short while, Chen Long suddenly opened the dormitory door, holding a basketball. He looked around and asked, "Han Zhou, have you seen that kid Hai Ge?"

"No."

Han Zhou shook his head and casually said, "The exams are coming up soon, he should be in the library."

"A library? I doubt it."

Chen Long sneered, put down the basketball, went to the balcony to wash his hands, wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel, and said with a serious expression, "I always feel that the kid's whereabouts have been strange lately. He disappears whenever he has free time, and he doesn't even eat with me anymore. I have a feeling that the guy has probably hooked up with some girl."

Han Zhou looked at the computer screen and smiled, "Isn't this a good thing?"

Chen Long took a sip of water, sighed, and said, "It's certainly a good thing, but the thought of becoming the last single person in the dorm makes me feel really bad."

He was quite direct, just blurting out his true feelings, and at the end he didn't forget to add a slanderous remark, "And look at the way Hai Ge usually behaves, it's not a good thing for the girls he hooks up with."

Han Zhou smiled wryly. He could understand Chen Long's feelings at this moment. Chen Zheng was socially awkward and didn't even have the courage to strike up a conversation with a girl. Chen Long had been very disappointed in him, worried that he wouldn't be able to find a girlfriend. But when he learned that Chen Zheng was about to have a girlfriend, he felt a pang of sadness and a little disappointed.

I'm afraid my brother will suffer, but I'm also afraid he'll drive a Land Rover. That's probably the feeling I have.

However, Chen Long was not discouraged by this. Instead, he quickly regained his fighting spirit and said confidently, "That kid was just lucky. He happened to participate in the social event with a girl. Next week's sports meet will be my show."

He has good athletic ability and has already decided which sport he wants to sign up for.

Chen Long watched Han Zhou play a game for a while and became interested. He was about to ask the name of the game, but then he remembered that he needed to work hard for the next two weeks to prepare for making a name for himself at the sports meet. Games were just stumbling blocks on the road to fame, so he gave up the idea of ​​asking and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

"Your roommate is quite interesting." Lin Anyu's laughter came through Han Zhou's earphones.

"It's really interesting."

Han Zhou agreed, and then said, "That's enough for today. I have something to do, so I'll log off now."

"Okay, I'm not playing anymore. By the way, will you need any help with Sister Yin in the future?"

"I don't know, what's wrong?"

"Listen to me, I've been racking my brains for a long time since I got back today, and I've come up with a brilliant name for a pastry, but I don't have Sister Yin's contact information. Could you help me...?"

Han Zhou said expressionlessly, "I really have something important to discuss..."

"Wait, just this once! Just tell Sister Yin for me this once, and I promise I won't bother you again. I'm sure she'll like this name!"

"Ok."

Han Zhou hadn't expected Lin Anyu's obsession to run so deep. He sighed, picked up his phone from the table, and asked, "Tell me, what's the name?"

"Hip-Hop Cake".

Han Zhou was silent for a moment: "Get out."

"Sister Yin replied so quickly?"

"No, I told you to get out."

"..."

After quitting the game, Han Zhou couldn't bear it any longer and told Zhong Yin about Lin Anyu's suggestion. Seeing the "typing in progress" message constantly flashing under the latter's contact, he sighed inwardly, thinking that if he ever had a child, he would never let Lin Anyu be present on the day he named the child.

Zhong Yin seemed to have the same idea as him. After hesitating for a long time in the chat box, she finally replied with a message: "When you have children in the future, it's best not to invite this friend over on the day the child is born."

Han Zhou was taken aback and asked in surprise, "So Sister Yin, you can joke around?"

He had always thought that Zhong Yin was a rather serious person who wouldn't joke around.

In the chat interface, the phrase "The other party is typing" kept flashing under "Sister Yin's" nickname, clearly indicating that Han Zhou's words were a bit difficult for Zhong Yin to respond to.

She took a while to reply, "I'm serious."

You take it really seriously to think things through so much before replying to a message...

Han Zhou muttered to himself, feeling a little puzzled. He and Zhong Yin had chatted before, but back then, she didn't seem to be so cautious.

Unbeknownst to him, after an afternoon of contemplation, Zhong Yin was trying to change her hostile attitude towards him; otherwise, she wouldn't have tried to respond with a joke just now. Unfortunately, she was completely oblivious to the atmosphere, and one sentence left her speechless.

"I've decided on the shop name, it'll be 'Silver Bell,' and the signature pastry will also have the same name. What do you think?"

"It's good, but there's a problem."

"what is the problem?"

"'Silver Bell' represents you and your senior. Using this as the name of a pastry means that you and your senior will be constantly eaten by others," Han Zhou couldn't help but joke.

Zhong Yin seemed to fall silent after hearing this, and the message "The other party is typing" kept popping up in the notes again.

Seeing that the other party did not reply for a long time, Han Zhou felt a little uneasy. Had he taken the joke too far?
Indeed, Sister Yin has put so much effort into this new store and clearly has high hopes for it. She probably doesn't want anyone making inappropriate remarks when discussing serious matters, so this joke was indeed a bit out of place...

Just as he was about to apologize, Zhong Yin sent him a message.

"According to you, using 'Silver Bell' as a signboard means that Xiaoling and I will be hung on the wall for all time?"

Han Zhou was taken aback. If she was in the mood to joke along with him, it probably meant that Sister Yin wasn't angry, right?
“That’s not what I meant…” he replied tentatively.

"I know."

Zhong Yin replied quickly this time, and after a while continued, "But you reminded me that using 'Silver Bell' as a pastry name does seem to have a bad connotation."

"No, no, no, I was just being nosy. This name is actually quite good, no, it's excellent!" Han Zhou quickly said. "Being 'eaten' by many people precisely indicates that it can satisfy the public's appetite, which is actually a very good meaning."

"Do you really think so?" Zhong Yin asked.

"of course."

Seeing the words "The other party is typing" popping up again under the note, Han Zhou hesitated, unsure of Zhong Yin's meaning.

This time, the "typing in progress" message took an unprecedentedly long time; it took Zhong Yin a full five minutes to reply.

“I think what you said makes a lot of sense, so let’s do it this way. But I suddenly have a new idea and I’m going to add another word to the name of the pastry.”

"What word?"

"day."

Zhong Yin replied, "The new pastry will be called 'Day Silver Bell'."

Daytime Silver Bell?
Han Zhou was taken aback, countless question marks immediately popping into his head. He said with a strange expression, "Sister Yin...you must be joking, right?"

"I was serious."

This doesn't sound serious at all; it looks like a joke... Han Zhou hesitated for a moment: "Forgive my presumption, but this 'Zhou' is not..."

"That's right, it's your 'day'."

As if guessing his thoughts, Zhong Yin gave an affirmative answer before he could finish typing.

This time, Han Zhou was rendered speechless.

Reason told him that Zhong Yin wouldn't joke about something like this, but he couldn't understand why the other party made such a decision.

Although the name of the pastry is not that important, and it would be fine to call it Haha Cake, it is a bit too willful to add his name in for no reason.

Han Zhou was completely baffled. He wrote and deleted messages in the chat box repeatedly before finally sending a message after a long while.

"Isn't this...a bit too hasty?"

"Not hasty."

Perhaps to emphasize that she was not joking, Jong Eun replied very quickly.

Han Zhou's lips twitched, and he had no choice but to accept the fact. However, he still couldn't understand why they had to bring him into the discussion when they were just choosing a name.
Could it be that Sister Yin's "no debts owe each other" DNA has kicked in again, and you make a joke, so I'll make an even more bizarre one?
Or...

Is this the real face hidden beneath this cold and beautiful exterior?
After that, updates continued as normal.

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