Prince charming, your persona has collapsed!

"Sorry, auntie, the chicken soup was so delicious I couldn't help myself."

"No worries. If you like it, auntie will make you more in the future," she said with a sneak grin.

The thought processes of middle-aged people are always a mystery to the young.

So, Zhou Yuwen sent Liu Jing a smiley emoji, thanking the auntie.

A while later, Liu Jing sent another message: "Xinyi told me you have a girlfriend."

"Yeah, we've been dating for almost half a year now."

"Oh..."

Her words carried a hint of disappointment; Liu Jing had thought her daughter was fooling her.

It's rare to find a suitable "potential son-in-law," and Liu Jing truly didn't want to let go.

Now that she knew Zhou Yuwen had a girlfriend, she didn't pursue the matter anymore.

Today, there was a new friend request notification.

Upon opening it, it was from another middle-aged woman.

Damn, the profile picture was of Teacher Yuan I met in the office...

In the profile picture, Teacher Yuan was wearing glasses and looked quite sophisticated, giving off a subtly risqué vibe.

Given her status, it wasn't hard for her to find out my WeChat.

Zhou Yuwen thought for a moment and decided not to accept the request; better to avoid trouble.

He put down his phone. The foreplay that Qu Jing had prepared for him was also about done, so he patted Qu Jing on the head and asked her to change positions.

Today he was indeed tired. He made love to Qu Jing for a short while and then snuggled up to her and fell into a deep sleep. The grey body-hugging dress was almost completely torn by Zhou Yuwen and carelessly tossed onto the floor.

He had bought the dress in Hucheng for over three thousand yuan, and Qu Jing had intended to wear it to tantalize him, but Zhou Yuwen was too rough.

Qu Jing felt somewhat distressed, but it couldn't be helped.

Zhou Yuwen enjoyed sleeping in an honest embrace; it felt comfortable to him.

The night just passed by like that.

Zhou Yuwen had officially returned to Jinling. It felt no different from before, except that now a few more people in the school knew him.

Walking on the campus pathways, eating meals, girls would come up to greet him, randomly asking, "Ah, aren't you Zhou Yuwen?"

Zhou Yuwen said, "Yes."

"Ah, I know you, you write novels, right?" the girl said excitedly.

Zhou Yuwen could only offer an awkward smile.

He encountered such pick-up lines about three times a day.

Then, in class, the teachers would recognize him and come over to chat.

As for the classmates, the first time they saw Zhou Yuwen return to the classroom, they naturally let out sighs of admiration, almost as if greeting a star.

Zhou Yuwen could only respond helplessly.

The atmosphere in the class was the same as before; most students actually didn't feel much about Zhou Yuwen, but a few stood out.

Like several boys in the class now worshiped Zhou Yuwen, led by Jiang Chao, who followed him around, fanboying, "Brother, I'm your fan!"

"Brother Zhou, why did you write about Tao Qianqian!"

"Brother Zhou, can you write more about Shen Xiaoyu?"

Jiang Chao, from the same dorm, followed Zhou Yuwen around like a buzzing fly.

When Li Qiang was free, he also came over to strike up a conversation: "Hey, Old Zhou, got any adult comics? Write us some secret chapters that no one else can see!"

Zhou Yuwen's prestige was too high now; girls would get shy just speaking a sentence to him.

For example, when entering the classroom and almost bumping into Li Jing at the door.

Li Jing would blush and later brag to her roommates in secrecy: "Hey, I just bumped into Zhou Yuwen!"

"He was so polite, he even apologized to me!"

Liu Yue was one of the braver ones in the class, as she was now the only girl who dared to initiate conversation with Zhou Yuwen.

She asked Zhou Yuwen, "Is writing novels hard?"

"How about you teach me to write novels? When I make money, I'll pay you tuition," Liu Yue whimsically said.

Zhou Yuwen said, I don't teach people how to write novels.

Liu Yue said it's fine, just help me draft an outline, and I will write according to it; once I finish, you can help me revise it!

Li Qiang, overhearing this nearby, almost died of laughter and said, "Man, Yue, you're really playing it smart, basically making my Brother Zhou work for you!"

The other boys hearing Liu Yue's words also burst into laughter.

But Liu Yue was unembarrassed, retorting, "I'm not making him work! I intend to take Zhou Yuwen as my master!"

"Zhou Yuwen, will you take me as your apprentice and teach me to write novels?" Liu Yue said earnestly.

Zhou Yuwen said never mind.

"Really don't have the time."

Liu Yue, somewhat disappointed but confident, said, "I won't give up, Zhou Yuwen, I too want to write novels!"

Zhou Yuwen said oh, that's good.

"Good luck with that."

"So," Liu Yue hoped Zhou Yuwen would offer her some help along the way.

Zhou Yuwen, however, said, hey, class is starting, okay, let's focus now.

Zhou Yuwen hadn't seen Chang Hao in the few days he attended class.

Zhou Yuwen didn't deliberately inquire about him.

However, Li Qiang voluntarily mentioned it, saying Brother Hao was gaming in the dorm every day now.

"Old Zhou, did you know about Brother Hao getting busted?" Li Qiang was such a gossip, sharing the story with whoever he met; it seemed he got a kick out of it each time he recounted it.

Time flew, and it was December 24th, Christmas Eve.

That Friday night, the college held a Christmas and New Year's party.