"Yo, you're feeling wronged now?"
"We've been neighbors upstairs and downstairs for so many years, and you don't have a bit of revolutionary camaraderie?"
"I've used all my revolutionary camaraderie to clean up your messes!"
"Ren Yixuan! You—"
"Hmm?"
Ren Yixuan lightly raised an eyebrow, which immediately deflated Su Xiaomeng's rising anger. "Brother Yi Xuan, Senior Yi Xuan, at worst you could go in for a month and then retreat, couldn't you? Anyway, whatever work you do, it's still work, right? Ow! That hurts!"
Su Xiaomeng's head got another blow!
"Hit me again! I'll be totally dumbed down by you! You'd better take responsibility if I become stupid!"
"You've got a killer trick there, claiming to be dumb for nineteen years and finally thinking of using it as an excuse to pin it on me?"
"Ren Yixuan! If you don't want to help, then don't! Hmph!"
Su Xiaomeng huffed and got up to leave, but after fiercely stomping her feet twice and seeing no sign of Ren Yixuan trying to stop her, she finally turned back, devoid of dignity, "Big bro..."
Ren Yixuan, arms crossed, sat there and suddenly burst into laughter.
Su Xiaomeng pouted, "Just help me this once..."
"It's not the first time someone's looked down on you, do you really have to take it seriously every time?"
"This time is different!"
"When was it ever the same?"
"Anyway, this time is just different! That uncle... is different!"
"How is he different?" Ren Yixuan's eyes darkened slightly.
"He, he..." How is that uncle different? Su Xiaomeng's eyes darted around, "He's Yin Meng's uncle, I can't embarrass Meng Meng!"
"Ha... Between you two, it doesn't matter who embarrasses who! You're birds of a feather."
Su Xiaomeng lay back down on the stone table, mumbling nonsense, and Ren Yixuan glanced sideways at her, after a long pause, said, "Helping you isn't impossible."
"Ah! What are the conditions? Just say it!"
Seeing her desperate look, Ren Yixuan sighed inwardly and slightly raised his chin, "Come to the business school on Christmas Eve."
"On Christmas Eve I have to organize a singing and dance party!"
"Your party ends at eleven, the one at the business school starts at twelve."
"Oh! Fine! What do you want me to do?"
Ren Yixuan crossed his arms, "There's a dance contest at the business school, and the best dancer can win a trophy, which is pretty nice. I'm quite fond of it."
"Pfft... All for a trophy? Ren Yixuan, you've got some lofty goals—cough, cough, is the trophy gold or silver?"
"Who cares if it's gold or silver! Just make sure to get it for me!"
"Okay."
Of course, Su Xiaomeng agreed, and she naturally thought the trophy must be gold or silver; otherwise, Ren Yixuan wouldn't be interested.
"If there's nothing else, I'll be going." Ren Yixuan stood up, took a couple of steps, then turned back, "Oh, by the way, it's a partner dance."
"What?"
"I said, it's a partner dance! Meaning the two of us have to win together."
"Ren Yixuan... don't tell me you forgot you have no sense of rhythm?"
"I forgot." Ren Yixuan waved a big hand and swaggered off.
Su Xiaomeng stood there stunned, and after a moment went crazy, flailing her arms wildly!
Ren Yixuan was indeed a genius with high emotional and intellectual intelligence, but when it came to dancing... he was hilariously hopeless!
When Su Xiaomeng returned to the dorm, Yin Meng was memorizing vocabulary. Seeing her come back, she tossed her vocabulary book aside and leaned in excitedly,
"Did you get a cold shoulder or did you manage to sort it out?"
"I sorted it out."
"Wow! You really did it, but why the face? Did he ask you to pledge your body or something?"