Chapter 1233 - 1233 1233 Do you often pinch girls here

Chapter 1233: Chapter 1233: Do you often pinch girls here? Chapter 1233: Chapter 1233: Do you often pinch girls here? During dinner, Luo Ziling rarely spoke, focused solely on savoring his food.

Ouyang Huihui didn’t talk much either, with most of the conversation being carried by Cao Jianhui and the other two, as well as a few of Ouyang Huihui’s classmates.

“They might really end up forming a few pairs,” Ouyang Huihui whispered to Luo Ziling as she observed the others chatting congenially, “You should be happy, right?”

“Love is free, I don’t deal with their stuff, and I’m not their parent.”

“Humph!” Ouyang Huihui was dissatisfied again.

Seeing that Luo Ziling had no reaction, Ouyang Huihui fished for something to say, “Oh, I’ve gained quite a bit of weight lately, at least three pounds heavier. Do you know any good dieting methods?”

In saying this, she deliberately stuck out her full chest.

“Gaining weight in the right places isn’t better?” Luo Ziling replied irritably.

He loathed others’ flirtation—no, he supposed to say he enjoyed others’ deliberate flirtation, but with Ouyang Huihui making such gestures in front of so many people, causing him to lose composure, he was a bit annoyed.

Unexpectedly, his remark earned him a pinch from Ouyang Huihui.

Ouyang Huihui’s pinch was quite forceful, and Luo Ziling, feeling the pain, got a bit angry and retaliated with a pinch of his own.

He grabbed a handful of Ouyang Huihui’s buttocks.

The two sat close together, and their actions went unseen by others.

Ouyang Huihui trembled violently as her buttocks were assaulted, almost letting out a scream. She blushed instantly, glaring at Luo Ziling and quickly retaliated.

She pinched Luo Ziling’s leg, but before she could exert any force, Luo Ziling caught her hand.

Luo Ziling tossed Ouyang Huihui’s hand back with force and gave her a very stern look of warning.

Luckily, the others were busy eating and joking, not noticing their exchange.

When dinner was over and it was time to leave, Ouyang Huihui moved closer to Luo Ziling and asked in a low voice, “Do you often pinch girls’ butts?”

Luo Ziling outright ignored her.

“Have you ever pinched my sister’s?”

Luo Ziling still ignored her and even sped up a bit, creating some distance from Ouyang Huihui.

Ouyang Huihui pouted, clearly dissatisfied.

Then, another girl noticed Ouyang Huihui’s peculiar expression, seized by a mischievous urge, and gave Ouyang Huihui a push. Caught off guard, Ouyang Huihui stumbled into Luo Ziling.

Reacting instinctively, Luo Ziling almost flung Ouyang Huihui over his shoulder.

Amidst Ouyang Huihui’s startled cries, Luo Ziling set her back down after having lifted her up.

Annoyed and embarrassed, Ouyang Huihui lunged at Luo Ziling, raining punches and kicks upon him.

The others, unbothered, burst into laughter at their antics.

Their playfighting drew the attention of many onlookers, and some even took out their phones to capture the scene.

Luo Ziling quickly made his escape, sprinting away from their little group at an impressive speed.

Only when the evening’s event started did he reappear in front of Cao Jianhui and the others.

“Boss, how could you bolt like that?” Cao Jianhui expressed his discontent as Luo Ziling reappeared just as the evening event was about to begin, “You’re so disloyal! We thought you weren’t going to show up!”

“How could I not come?” Luo Ziling said with a smile, “With so many beautiful women performing tonight, it would be such a waste not to attend.”

Cao Jianhui passed a program schedule to Luo Ziling, saying with a smile, “Take a look, there are plenty of goddesses taking the stage tonight.”

Luo Ziling skimmed through the program and found his sister, Luo Yuqing’s, performance was the second one, a solo song by a female vocalist.

Yang Qingyin’s performance was scheduled as the sixth act, featuring the flute music “Bi Jian Spring,” the famous melody adapted from Wang Wei’s poetry and ‘Mountain Dwelling in Autumn.’ It was the very piece that Yang Qingyin was learning when she first met Luo Ziling.

Ouyang Huihui was set to perform a solo dance.

To Luo Ziling’s surprise, the dance Ouyang Huihui would perform was “Spring River Flower Moon Night.”

Looking further down the list, the third to last act featured another familiar name, Dai Shulan—the campus belle who the Marxism-Leninism Teacher had mentioned a few times. Dai Shulan would perform a Guzheng piece titled “The Spring Snow,” one of the ancient top ten classics.

“How come they’re all gravitating towards the classics?” Luo Ziling muttered to himself.

The performances that Yang Qingyin, Ouyang Huihui, and Dai Shulan were to present all related to classical literature.

Luo Yuqing’s solo song didn’t specify the title, but Luo Ziling guessed that it was likely also related to ancient literature.

“What?” Cao Jianhui didn’t hear what he said clearly.

Luo Ziling didn’t repeat himself and, after carefully reviewing the program once more, handed it back to Cao Jianhui.

When Cao Jianhui received the program, he asked meaningfully, “Boss, with so many beauties you know, during whose performance do you plan to go on stage and present flowers?”

“Present flowers? How tacky!” Luo Ziling shook his head, “I’ll just watch, not go on stage!”

“Tsk, such an unromantic guy!”

Soon, the program began.

Today, Luo Yuqing and Dai Shulan were still guest hosting, with two other male hosts, one of whom turned out to be Lu Weiguang.

The four hosts took to the stage, extended New Year’s greetings to all the students and the teachers who were invited, and then announced the start of the show.

The first act was a group dance titled “Spring Fills the World,” organized by the Student Union’s Art Department.

All the participants in the dance were beautiful girls.

Their graceful dancing and the flower-like beauty of the girls whirling around on the stage occasionally drew screams and cheers from the crowd.

The final exams were over, and although the results weren’t out yet, most of the pressure on students’ shoulders had been lifted, so they were especially wild today, with screams and applause loud enough to lift the roof off the auditorium.

After the beautiful dancers finished their exquisite performance, a male host went on stage and, with flowery language, lavishly praised Luo Yuqing, the Student Union’s President, before melodramatically inviting her to perform.

Luo Yuqing, donning traditional classical Han attire, caused an uproar of cheering and screaming as she walked on stage.

In everyday life, Luo Yuqing had never appeared before everyone in such classical attire.

Her outfit today fully showcased her beauty, driving many people wild.

Generously, Luo Yuqing sang a rendition of “A Spray of Plum Blossoms,” adapted from the famous poetess Li Qingzhao’s writing.

“The fragrance of red lotus fades, jade mat autumn, lightly undoing robes, alone on a fragrant boat…”

Her voice was beautiful, and the singing was pleasant to the ears. Paired with her elegant Han attire, she seemed like a celestial descending from the heavens. When the song ended, clapping and cheering erupted like thunder.

“Another one!”

“One more song!”

As Luo Yuqing prepared to take her final bow and leave, shouts rose from the crowd, and soon the voices became so coordinated and powerful.

Luo Yuqing, unable to exit the stage, had no choice but to return to the front.

“Alright, I will offer you all another song,” Luo Yuqing picked up the mic, facing the crowd, “I’d like to sing a duet with someone. I’d like to invite a male student to sing with me on stage…”

Before Luo Yuqing could finish speaking, the hall erupted with shrieks again.

Everyone wanted to know who the lucky guy Luo Yuqing wished to invite was.