Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!

He really had bet right.

The man in the white robe was friendly toward Qin Xin, not an enemy.

”Interesting, so he’s the devoted type, huh? Playing that ’silently giving from behind the scenes’ routine? Heh, I, Young Master, don’t like that closet-pretending crap. I like doing it openly!”

As he spoke, he pressed the bell to let his subordinate in: ”Idiot, someone came in and you didn’t even notice!”

Then he gave detailed instructions: ”Buy a bouquet of bluebells, wrap it in soft purple satin, don’t tie a bow, string pearls together to fasten it, and send it to room 301 of the Divine Academy girls’ dormitory.”

”Wait, don’t leave a name.”

Hmph, he wasn’t imitating that repressed show-off, he was maintaining a sense of mystery!

==

Qin Xin got up a bit early that day.

On the way from the cafeteria to the classroom, when she passed by the sports field.

Sure enough, she saw Ao Xinghao and a few others surrounding the tutor, practicing hand signs and spells, and Jing Zhichen was actually there too.

His ability level was a grade higher, and at the moment he was lifting a barbell, training his arm strength.

Qin Xin rubbed her forehead. God, they were serious about this?

Jing Zhichen was a native of this world, so him cultivating hard was fair enough, but Ao Xinghao and the others were just passing through. One day they’d have to go back with her to the normal world—what were they studying this hard for?

She was just about to walk over.

A group of girls passed behind her, chattering away.

”Sister A Yu, that scented balm you gave us is really great, it smells lovely, way better than perfume, and it moisturizes too.”

”Yeah, Sister A Yu, you work in the school hospital pharmacy and handle lots of herbs. Could you help us develop some more whitening creams in the future?”

”Sister A Yu, we’re all students, we can’t afford makeup from outside. If you could get us something cheap but good quality, that would be perfect...”

Ding Yu had somehow become the beloved queen of a bunch of little girls.

They were crowding around her asking for balm.

Turned out that during the Twelve Elders’ assessment that day, she’d used some unconventional stinky ointment to fend off the birds. In order to wash her reputation clean, she’d hurriedly asked her husband to help her concoct a scented balm she could apply every day, and every now and then she’d do a little favor and give some to a few sheltered little girls.

Qin Xin wasn’t interested in her affairs.

But the dorm leader walking beside Qin Xin was called over.

”Dorm Leader Sis, I heard you’ve been using super expensive cosmetics lately, right? Don’t waste your money anymore. Using Sister A Yu’s balm is so much better.”

Ever since the dorm leader had seen Ding Yu’s true colors, she practically hated her guts. She let out a cold laugh: ”I don’t dare use her ointment. Who knows if she’s put poison in it.”

Ding Yu’s face twitched. She swept a glance at Qin Xin, thinking of how the dorm leader had once been one of her people, but had now become Qin Xin’s little shadow. It made her particularly uncomfortable.

Then she thought of how Qin Xin had shown off in front of the Twelve Elders that day, only to be pressed down by the White Robe Tutor, who refused to accept her as a disciple, and she felt a bit better.

The White Robe Tutor wasn’t exactly good to ugly girls either.

With such a bright future in front of her, he wouldn’t let the ugly girl take it—heh, that’s all his regard for ugly girls amounts to.

The relationships around the ugly girl weren’t all that solid either. As long as she stirred things up a little, she could pull the dorm leader back to her side...

Ding Yu took a deep breath and put on a smile: ”Of course not, that last ointment was really just a misunderstanding. That’s why I’ve been working hard in the pharmacy every day, studying pharmacology, just to make the most suitable beauty formulas for my sisters. Everyone who’s used this balm says it’s super moisturizing. Don’t be shy, take it and try it, it’s free...”

Ding Yu pushed her product with all her might.

However.

The dorm leader looked down her nose at it: ”Who wants your crappy stuff? I’ve got Ten-Complete Great Replenishing Pills, what’s the point of your junk for moisturizing? Even Vaseline moisturizes. Can your junk whiten skin? Slim the face? Open your eyes and take a good look at my face. This is what you call beauty results. Jealous?”