This is not my original work; I am merely providing a translation.
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Nursing Department. Third Class.
When Chu Tian entered the classroom with a cup of milk tea, almost all the students had already arrived.
Seeing Yang Rong preparing her study materials, Chu Tian sat down and placed the milk tea in front of her.
"Huh?" Yang Rong looked at Chu Tian and smiled. "Classmate, what's this for?"
"Oh, nothing special," Chu Tian replied with a smile. "I just had an extra cup. You can have it."
"Really?" Yang Rong's eyes lit up. She happily grabbed the milk tea. "Wow! Xiang Piao Milk Tea?! This is a high-grade milk tea that costs $6.50. Classmate, you're living the high life!"
[Note: Xiang Piao Milk Tea is a reference to Xiang Piao Piao Milk Tea, one of the most popular instant milk teas in China. "Xiang" means fragrant, and "Piao" means floating, so "Xiang Piao Piao" could mean fragrant and airy.]
For students, spending $6.50 on a cup of milk tea could be considered a small luxury. Of course, it depended on the person. Haicheng University of Medicine was a large institution, and there were inevitably students from wealthy families. Some even drove sports cars to school. For them, $6.50 for a cup of milk tea was nothing. But for students from ordinary families, it was definitely a treat.
"Why would I lie to you? Go ahead and drink it. Class is about to start," Chu Tian said.
As he spoke, he pulled a chopstick from his pocket—the one he had taken from the breakfast shop earlier.
Yang Rong, who had just inserted the straw into her cup, noticed the chopstick and asked, "Hey, classmate, why are you holding a chopstick?"
"Oh, it's nothing," Chu Tian replied, thinking for a moment. "Classmate, do you have a ruler with you? Can I borrow it? I want to measure the length of this chopstick."
"Measure the length of a chopstick?" Yang Rong looked at him, confused, but she still handed over her ruler.
Chu Tian took the ruler and carefully measured the chopstick. It was exactly **22 cm** long.
[Note: 22 cm is roughly 8.66 inches.]
Yang Rong watched him measure the chopstick and asked, "22 cm. Classmate, why are you measuring the length of this chopstick?"
"No reason," Chu Tian said, shaking his head. "I was just curious. Who would've thought this chopstick would be so long."
"Is it long?" Yang Rong tilted her head, puzzled. "Isn't that the normal length? It doesn't seem long to me."
"This isn't long?" Chu Tian pursed his lips. "This is a terrifying length. If it were any longer, there'd be accidents."
"Accidents if it's longer?" Yang Rong didn't understand what Chu Tian was talking about, so she decided to change the subject. She laughed and said, "Hey, classmate, stop playing around. Just tell me."
"Tell you what?" Chu Tian asked, feigning ignorance.
"Stop pretending," Yang Rong said with a grin. She leaned in and whispered, "You wouldn't bring such an expensive cup of milk tea for me without an ulterior motive. Go ahead, tell me which classmate are you interested in? Who do you want me to help you win over?"
"Win over?" Chu Tian looked at Yang Rong, speechless. Then he laughed. "Classmate, you're overthinking it. I'm not trying to win anyone over. I really just had an extra cup."
"Really?" Yang Rong looked at him skeptically. "There are so many pretty girls in our class, and you're not interested in any of them?"
The Nursing Department's Third Class had 29 female students, and inevitably, some of them were quite attractive. If Chu Tian had to rate them, he'd say at least six or seven could score a 9 out of 10. But none of them reached the level of a goddess.
"It's not that I'm not interested," Chu Tian said with a laugh, pulling out his textbook. "It's just that they wouldn't be interested in me. You know my situation. That said, speaking of good-looking girls… classmate, have you seen someone like this? She seems to be from our nursing department too. Straight black hair, outstanding figure, and an exceptionally beautiful face. Have you seen her?"
Hearing the description, Yang Rong burst out laughing. "You must be talking about Bai Xiaochun."
"Bai Xiaochun?" Chu Tian frowned. "You know her?"
"Of course I do," Yang Rong said. "Bai Xiaochun isn't just the prettiest girl in our nursing department she's considered the prettiest girl in the entire university. She's from the Nursing Department's Sixth Class. And she's my dormmate."
"Your dormmate?"
"Mhmm," Yang Rong said, her spirits lifting. "She's amazing. Bai Xiaochun does yoga. You wouldn't believe it, but she can do a full split over 180 degrees. She's 167 cm tall and weighs 58 kg. Her figure is so perfect it's almost unfair to the rest of us. She's like a girl who stepped out of a fictional world."
[Note: 167 cm is roughly 5'6", and 58 kg is about 128 lbs.]
"Right, right, right," Chu Tian said, nodding eagerly. "That's her. Exceptional figure, like she walked out of a fictional world. So she's from the Sixth Class."
Yang Rong chuckled. "In that case, do you want me to put in a good word for you?"
"Put in a good word?" Chu Tian smiled and shook his head. "No, don't bother. A girl like that is definitely already taken. Oh, by the way, classmate, you can't just drink my milk tea for free, right? How about this praise me a little."
"Praise you?" Yang Rong thought for a moment, then laughed. "You're a good person. You're handsome, tall, and a good student."
Hmm… no change.
Chu Tian shook his head. "Your praises are too generic. Be more specific."
"Specific?" Yang Rong took a sip of her milk tea and thought for a moment. "Hmm… you're good at studying, good at singing, and well-versed in the four arts. How's that?"
[Note: The four arts are what people in ancient China believed a well-educated person should know: zither, the board game Go, calligraphy, and painting.]
Still nothing happened.
Chu Tian quietly assessed his body, then laughed. "Great praises. That's enough let's stop there."
After saying that, Chu Tian pretended to focus on his textbook while carefully pondering what had just happened.