Chapter 551: Chapter 551

Xie Nana was the publicity committee member of their class, a pretty girl who was good at socializing. She had been dancing since a young age, not only did she excel in her studies, but she also had a vast array of hobbies. However, every time she heard her name, she felt as though she was stepping out of character.

Their dance practices were to modern dances adapted from current popular songs. These dance moves were copied by Xie Nana from DVDs. After learning them herself, she would then teach the other girls. Among the girls in their class who had learned dance, only three, and she was the only one who hadn’t studied dance but managed to learn it quickly, which surprised Xie Nana and led her to place her in the second row of the triangle C position.

The modern dance required them to wear shorts and a white T-shirt, preferably a loose one, as that would make the performance more explosive. Thus, they had to borrow them from boys.

Zhou Yiyi witnessed a not-so-pretty girl from their class muster up the courage to ask the boy behind her for a white T, only to be flatly refused.

Initially, she thought it was because he didn’t have one, but when a beautiful girl asked, he immediately agreed. At that moment, she saw the girl lower her head, her face flushed, and she didn’t say a word for a long time. If Zhou Yiyi had been closer, she would surely have seen her eyes turning red.

Zhou Yiyi could feel the girl’s helpless humiliation, so after finishing in the bathroom, she quickly went up and hugged her around the neck.

"Chen Yaoyao, did you manage to borrow a white T? If not, I have two, do you want me to bring one over for you?"

Chen Yaoyao turned around in surprise, "Yiyi? Is your white T a loose fit?"

"Yes, yes, I like to wear it as a pajama. If you don’t mind, I’ll bring it to you later!"

Chen Yaoyao looked at her gratefully, "Oh, that would be great, thank you so much."

"Don’t mention it, why be polite? Then let’s say next Monday, I’ll bring it over for you."

In fact, Zhou Yiyi didn’t have any white T-shirts at all. She hadn’t even bought her own clothes yet, so how could she possibly have men’s T-shirts? New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on novel{f}ire.net

But she didn’t want to ask the boys to borrow one, not because of germophobia, but for fear of being rejected. It would be embarrassing. Instead of that, she would rather buy a new one.

So, during the weekend, Zhou Yiyi went to the nearby clothing market. By mid-September, summer clothes were generally off the shelves, and the stores had only autumn clothes on display. Some defective items were put on special sale at the entrance. She searched many stores but couldn’t find a suitable one, either too gaudy or too pricey.

Unexpectedly, before she could find a white T, she bumped into Zhou Mo and Lin Mu, who had come out shopping together. Since when had they become so close?

Both guys were over six feet tall, and standing in front of them, she had to look up. Lin Mu was the one who greeted her while Zhou Mo remained silent.

"Zhou Yiyi, are you shopping for clothes too?"

Zhou Yiyi smiled awkwardly, "Uh, yeah, just looking around. What about you two?"

"Oh, it’s just the change of seasons. I dragged Zhou Mo out to look around. Are you buying anything? We can shop together if you want."

"No, no need, I’m just looking."

As soon as she finished, the store owner came out, "My dear, I’ve already called my husband about the white T you wanted; he should be bringing it over soon. How about you wait a bit?"

Zhou Mo’s gaze flickered slightly as if he had thought of something; his stern face remained unflappable, but he spoke in a cool tone.

"Did you buy the white T-shirt for dancing?"

With that remark, Lin Mu exclaimed sharply, "Several girls in our class are borrowing them, why aren’t you borrowing one instead of spending money to buy?"

Zhou Yiyi tugged at the corners of her mouth, her tone mocking, "Isn’t it because some people pick and choose? I just can’t bring myself to face the humiliation of being rejected. That’s why I’d rather buy my own, and it can always be used as a pajama!"

Lin Mu chuckled hearing this, sizing her up before he couldn’t contain his amusement.

"This little girl is quite interesting. But with your petite height, our clothes will indeed look like pajamas on you. When I was in junior high, I had a few white T-shirts from before I grew taller. Do you want them? I could give them to you to use as pajamas!"

Zhou Yiyi’s eyes lit up, "You’re willing to lend them?"

"No, not lend them, give them. The ones I wear now are too big for you. You look so skinny like a monkey, it’s easy for you to have a wardrobe malfunction. The ones I wore in middle school will fit you better. Do you want them?"

Zhou Yiyi was about to eagerly agree when the previously ignored Zhou Mo suddenly spoke up in a cool manner, "I have some too. I’ll bring them to you tonight."

Zhou Yiyi looked up in surprise, hastily declining, "No, no need, two is enough."

Zhou Mo gave Lin Mu a slanting glance, turned, and left with an air of undeniable coolness.

Lin Mu seemed shocked as well but he still told Zhou Yiyi, "We’ll both bring them to you tonight then, just pick slowly at your leisure. The clothes are still in great shape. We can’t wear them now anyway, just keep them for pajamas, haha, gotta go, bye!"

As he turned to chase after someone, Zhou Yiyi’s face flushed suddenly. This Lin Mu, really daring to say anything, describing boys’ T-shirts as pajamas with such intimate implications, how could he spout such boundaryless words? What a dunce, really lacks tact, doesn’t he?

"Girl, are you still buying then?"

The sudden words of the shop owner brought Zhou Yiyi back to reality, and she hurriedly apologized politely, "Auntie, I’m sorry, my classmate said he would lend me some, so,"

"Oh, I see, no problem, I’ll just make another call then, feel free to come and look if you need anything in the future."

"Thank you, Auntie." This was a business-savvy shop owner who didn’t show impatience despite the situation, quite professional.

Since she could borrow them, she really didn’t need to buy anymore, but since she was there, she went upstairs and bought a pair of sports shoes, as the shoes given by Master were no longer wearable. After moving to the boarding school, she rarely had chance to spend money other than on shoes, hair ties, bras, panties, socks, sanitary pads, and such small items, spending a total of less than two hundred yuan; the shoes alone were one hundred yuan as she worried that cheaper shoes might not last long, so she opted for a mid-priced pair.

Returning to the dormitory from the market, her roommates hadn’t yet returned; she took the opportunity to wash her newly bought underwear and the clothes she’d changed out of in the bathroom.

Around five o’clock, her roommates gradually came back, all bringing something to eat or drink. Luckily, she had also bought some snacks outside, so the girls managed to scrape together dinner. With a dance rehearsal at six, Zhou Yiyi entered the classroom early and found a handbag in her desk drawer. Inside was a slightly damp white T-shirt and a note: "I’ve already washed them; they’re not completely dry yet, remember to hang them up when you get back."

With its cool and bold handwriting, she instinctively thought of someone. Turning to look, she saw his seat was empty. Considering the clothes needed to be hung, Zhou Yiyi quickly grabbed them and rushed to the dormitory to hang them on hangers.

Before coming to the classroom, she had seen the boys playing basketball on the sports field, so she brought him a sports drink and a bottle of mineral water, attaching a sticky note that read, "Thank you."