Chapter 15 I Must Like You

“So exquisite?”
“In just forty minutes, without instructions, he built a ship—truly a top Finance student!”
“Taking a class with a straight-A student is just crushing!”
People chatted, but one person didn’t look up.
Shiyu Bai glanced at her.
She was assembling a butterfly wing, but a few loose strands of hair and her fluttering lashes made it look like a real butterfly wing.
“Everyone should learn from Shiyu Bai. Who else finished?”
One by one, people handed in their work. The teacher graded based on time and completion, then assigned homework.
“There’s a group project after class—counts toward your grade. I’ll name team leaders; you can apply to join freely.”
The first name called was Shiyu Bai. Almost the whole class wrote their names on slips, handing them in to join.
Fang Yan was no exception.
While writing her name, she glanced at Su Niansheng—still focused on the model, so she added Su Niansheng’s name without disturbing her.
Shiyu Bai received the applications, flipping through slips. When he saw the last three characters, a faint smile touched his lips.
“Phew~”
“Done!”
Su Niansheng’s handicraft was never great. Rushing, she finished the model before class ended. Handing in a pink butterfly, the teacher commented, “Beautiful, just slow—90 points.”
“Thank you, teacher!”
She just needed to pass and get credits!
“Class dismissed! I can’t take all these works. Each pick one you like as a souvenir.”
“Great!”
A crowd rushed up.
Shiyu Bai went to the podium, taking a pink butterfly from the corner.
The teacher was surprised—expected him to pick an excellent work (95+), not this average one.
He looked at the ship he’d been admiring, then at the girl packing her bag below—suddenly understanding.
Su Niansheng went to the podium. The teacher handed her the ship model. “This is the only perfect score. You seem interested—take it as a reference.”
Su Niansheng saw the 100 and “Shiyu Bai” on it, refusing immediately. “Thank you, teacher, no need—I have no talent for model building…”
Before she finished, the last work on the podium was taken.
“No talent means you should study harder. Take it.”
The teacher stuffed the model into her hands and left.
Only a few students remained, whispering, shooting envious looks, even taking photos.
“She’s so lucky—got Shiyu Bai’s work.”
“Yeah, I thought the teacher would keep it as a souvenir…”
“She likes Shiyu Bai so much—getting his handmade model, she must be over the moon!”
Su Niansheng narrowed her eyes, scorn creeping into her gaze as she looked at the ship model.
In her past life, she’d have been ecstatic, treasuring it.
But now…
She walked out, throwing it in the trash.

Weekend.
A message popped up in the “Craftsmanship and Special Practices” elective group chat: 10 AM, Group 1 meet at the school library for the project. Leader: Shiyu Bai. Members: Fang Yan, Guo Haitao, Ni Wenru…
Su Niansheng’s sleepy eyes widened when she saw her name.
Why her?
Frowning, Fang Yan messaged:
[ Niansheng, you got picked by Shiyu Bai! ]
[ Amazing! When submitting applications, I thought he’d cross out your name—so many want in Group 1. Did your one-sided love finally see light? ]
So it was her!
Su Niansheng closed her eyes, grinding her teeth: [ Who asked you to apply for me? ]
[ Our solid deskmate friendship, duh! I know your thoughts. Just helping—treat me to coconut chicken hotpot at the school gate, I’ve been craving it… ]
Seeing Fang Yan lost in self-admiration, Su Niansheng knew explaining would get the same reaction as her roommates. She sent a voice message helplessly: “Since you’re so helpful, sign in and finish today’s group project for me too.”
“Really?” Fang Yan was shocked. “Such a great chance to get close to Shiyu Bai—you don’t want it?”
“Nope. Whoever wants it can have it.”
Fang Yan: “…”
She remembered Su Niansheng’s total indifference when Shiyu Bai sat in front of her last class—so abnormal.
Could she not like Shiyu Bai anymore?
Impossible!
In all these years, she’d never seen Su Niansheng chase someone so fiercely, so recklessly.
Even if the sky fell, her feelings wouldn’t change.
[ Su Niansheng: After success, three coconut chicken hotpots. ]
[ Sure! ]
Fang Yan stopped being curious, spamming the “The sky roars, your servant arrives” meme.
Jingda Library.
Leisure area: Group 1 members arrived after the chat notification. Shiyu Bai was already there.
And he looked different.
“Wow, the leader looks so handsome today!”
“Yeah, new style—different from usual.”
Usually, he wore a simple white shirt—iconic on campus. Today, a sky-blue striped jacket, layered shirt, neat tie—fresh and stylish, adding vibrancy to his usual cold aura.
“No wonder he’s one of Jingda’s two heartthrobs—dressed up, he’s hotter than celebrities!”
“What about the other one?”
Shiyu Bai spoke.
Team members froze.
The leader—talking about Shen Shao?
The sun rose from the west—he never liked others focusing on his appearance, let alone comparing. Now he voluntarily compared himself to Shen Shao.
These days, catfights are out, cockfights are in?
“That’s different.”
“How?”
Everything’s different.
One’s an untouchable heartthrob, the other a god descending—no comparison.
“Let’s put it this way.” A boy thought, then slapped his chest. “If I were a girl, I’d definitely like you!”
Several girls nodded wildly in agreement.
Because…Shen Shao? They didn’t even dare to think about him!
Shiyu Bai listened, as if recalling something, a faint smile on his lips—mood seeming good.