```
An Yuying held it in her hands and examined it carefully; the liquid inside the bottle looked just like clear water.
Curiously, she asked, "Niu Zai, what ingredients are in this skincare product?"
This question was difficult for Luo Yang to answer.
He didn't know the ingredients either.
"It is all made with very precious medicinal herbs. Sister An, just use it with ease. Here, let me explain how to use it."
So, Luo Yang told An Yuying how to use the beauty stream.
After listening, An Yuying was eager to go back and try it. Just before she left, she suddenly said, "Niu Zai, I almost forgot to tell you something. People in the village are spreading rumors saying Lang Yifeng wants to do something to you."
Having won money at Lang Yifeng's gambling den the previous night and not returning the next evening, plus humiliating Lang Yifeng in front of others over the matter with Qin Piao, it was only normal for someone like Lang Yifeng to seek revenge after these two incidents.
With True Qi in his body, which would increase with his cultivation, Luo Yang wasn't afraid of Lang Yifeng.
He thought that if Lang Yifeng wanted to play, then he would play big.
After dinner, on his way to school, Luo Yang passed by the Xiaoshulin Market and took a few bottles of beauty stream for Zhu Li.
During the first period of evening self-study, Hong Jiaxin got a phone call, and then called Luo Yang to go to the student committee office with her. On the way, she guessed, "Sister Zhang Xue might have asked the student committee secretary to help resolve the issue with Liu Xiong."
Luo Yang smiled and said, "I asked for it."
Hong Jiaxin snorted with laughter and retorted, "Does sister look like a three-year-old?"
She naturally did not believe him, and Luo Yang smiled, asking, "What shall we bet on?"
At school, Hong Jiaxin had never seen Luo Yang have any contact with the student committee, so she concluded that he was bluffing.
"We can bet on anything," she confidently remarked.
"If you lose, you'll carry me back to the classroom later," Luo Yang proposed.
"And if you lose?" she countered.
"If I lose, I'll give you one thousand yuan, how about that?" he said, chin raised.
"Sister is sure to win! But really, will you actually give sister one thousand yuan? Only a fool would believe that," she said dispiritedly.
Luo Yang then counted out ten one hundred yuan bills from his wallet and handed them to her.
Seeing him pass the money, Hong Jiaxin said with a laugh, "Sister feels bad winning from you. Let's forget it."
Luo Yang asked, "So you admit defeat?"
Hong Jiaxin scoffed, "Sister is just being kind. Since you insist on giving the money away, I have no choice but to accept it."
Saying this, she took the money and put it in her pocket.
The two arrived at the student committee office and saw that Zhang Xue and Huang Lijuan were already there. Hong Jiaxin gave Luo Yang a suggestive look, as if to say: See, this is something only Sister can get done.
Luo Yang simply smiled and said nothing.
At that time, Liu Xiong had not yet arrived.
Huang Lijuan asked, "Luo Yang, did you bring the skincare product?"
While nodding, Luo Yang handed her a small bottle of beauty stream and explained how to use it.
Initially, neither Zhang Xue nor Hong Jiaxin understood what was going on, but after Huang Lijuan explained, they realized that Luo Yang's excellent skin was due to his own concoction of a traditional Chinese medicine skincare product.
Consequently, Hong Zhang both asked him for some too.
```
Luo Yang had run out of the product and it was inconvenient for him to enter the "Shennong Scripture" right then to fetch more beauty stream water, so he told them that he still had some in his dormitory and would go back to get it for them after finishing their conversation.
After a while, Liu Xiong, with a stern face, walked into the Youth League Committee office. Seeing Luo Yang, he looked even more displeased.
Under Huang Lijuan's pressure, Liu Xiong finally caved and agreed to add Hong and Luo's names into the mixed doubles table tennis competition.
Having left the Youth League Committee office and gone downstairs, Hong and Zhang urged Luo Yang to return to his dormitory to get the skincare products, and they would wait for him under the willow trees.
Hong Jiaxin knew she had lost the bet and was actually worried that Luo Yang would demand she fulfill her promise. She was someone who kept her word, and unless Luo Yang said he didn't need her to carry him back to the classroom, she wouldn't go back on it.
After spending two minutes in the dormitory, Luo Yang filled two small bottles with beauty stream water, returned to Hong and Zhang, handed each of them a small bottle, and repeated the instructions for use.
Zhang Xue took her leave first. Hong Jiaxin then felt somewhat embarrassed; she still had Luo Yang's one thousand yuan in her pocket. Returning it to him would be a reminder, but waiting for him to ask for it would be even more embarrassing.
"Class President…" Luo Yang said with a sly smile.
Under the streetlight, she could clearly see the mischievous smile on his face. Hong Jiaxin pursed her red lips, took out the money, and handed it to Luo Yang.
"I can handle losing. Come on, turn around," she said, turning her back toward him.
"Class President, let it be. It's not appropriate for a girl to carry a boy. I'd feel uncomfortable," Luo Yang said, laughing.
He meant it kindly.
However, this stirred up Hong Jiaxin's temper instead. She had never liked to be outdone and was a girl who dared to say and do as she pleased.
"Hurry up and get on!" she urged.
At that time, evening self-study had started, and the campus paths were deserted. She wanted to carry him to the teaching building quickly.
Having practiced martial arts since she was a child, Hong Jiaxin may look pretty but was far from weak. In fact, she was quite strong. Breathing in deeply, she wrapped her arms around Luo Yang's legs and, indeed, managed to lift him onto her back.
For the first time in his life, Luo Yang was carried by a girl, and not just any girl but the famously beautiful school beauty. He laughed.
"Don't laugh!" Hong Jiaxin commanded, brave though she was; she still worried it might draw too much attention.
After a while, as they were about to reach the teaching building, her breathing had become much heavier.
"Class President, you've fulfilled half of your promise already; you can break the other half," Luo Yang suddenly said.
"Didn't I carry you?" she said petulantly.
"What I mean is you only need to carry me to the stair entrance. There's no need to carry me up the stairs, which would be the same as fulfilling just half of your promise. I won't mind," Luo Yang said, laughing.
Originally, Hong Jiaxin had indeed intended only to carry him to the teaching building and then stop, but hearing him say this, she clenched her teeth and ended up carrying him all the way up to the fifth floor.
By the time they reached the fifth floor, she was drenched in sweat. Seeing the smug look on Luo Yang's face, she was both annoyed and helpless, giving him a sidelong glance before heading back into the classroom.
Despite enjoying the special service from the school beauty, Luo Yang's shirt front was soaked with sweat, but since he hadn't taken a shower anyway, it didn't matter to him.
Before the evening study session ended, Luo Yang received a message from An Yuying saying, "Niu Zai, I used your skincare product and it really works! My skin is much better than before now."
She then sent him a selfie of her upper body.
A while later, Tang Guihua called Luo Yang asking for some beauty stream water. Luo Yang said he would give it to her after evening study.
Being eager to have it, Tang Guihua drove directly to Dongfeng Middle School to wait for Luo Yang.
After evening study, Luo Yang came out to the front gate of the school and saw Tang Guihua's Peugeot 308. He put his bicycle in the trunk and rode with her back to Hongyun Brigade.
As they approached the village, bathed in the moonlight that was like water, he vaguely saw a group of young men by the roadside. It was only after more than an hour when he received Xiao Daniu's call that Luo Yang learned those young men were possibly there to ambush him.
Because he rode back in Tang Guihua's car, the young men had missed him.