A heartthrob? Here you go!

Through the communicator, Yu Ge clearly heard the breathing on the other end suddenly stagnate, followed by a hurried question:

"Ma'am, are you a student teaching assistant at Upstate University?"

If a carp can transform into a dragon after leaping over the Dragon Gate, then Shangzhou University is the Dragon Gate in the hearts of every commoner.

All students graduating from upstate universities will fill out a report in their senior year and be assigned a job by the assistant agency of the parliament to work in the government. This is the only way for civilians to participate in politics.

It is both a class leap and a class consolidation.

But Yu Ge couldn't move forward.

She didn't answer and hung up the communicator.

Hearing the electronic beeping sound from the other end of the communicator, the operator was stunned for a moment, and the next moment a piercing "squeak" sound spread throughout the switchboard room.

The people around frowned at the man who suddenly stood up. When his boss walked over and was about to scold him, the man suddenly took off his headphones, turned around, grabbed his boss's arm, and said in panic:

"Upstate University students encounter violence at Far City Heart Language Bakery."

“…I didn’t apply to leave the team.”

The leader's pupils shrank for a moment, and he immediately calmly called for the team to leave. Before leaving, he looked deeply at the man and said, "Pray that he is not a noble student."

pray?

The man was in a trance and recalled the words in the communicator.

Student teaching assistants...

Given the arrogant nature of those professors, could a commoner be able to serve as a student assistant?

He is finished—

Yu Ge lowered his eyes and stared at the dark screen of the communicator, remaining silent.

Although twelve years had passed and the operator was no longer the same, the response from the other end of the communicator was the same as it had been twelve years ago.

The same cold and ruthless attitude.

Yu Ge turned and looked towards the bakery. The surviving chairs in the bakery had been moved out, and Ye Qingyou and the gentle young man were sitting on the chairs.

Both of them had bruises on their faces. Noticing Yu Ge's gaze, the graceful and beautiful young man turned his face awkwardly to hide his bruised face.

Yu Ge walked over, held down Ye Qingyou who was about to stand up, and looked down at him.

There was only a small bruise on her forehead, but her face was still as fair, flawless, gentle and elegant.

Ye Qingyou grabbed Yu Ge's hand, took a step closer and asked worriedly, "Are you okay? Let me see your injuries."

He raised his face, and Yu Ge’s figure was reflected in his dark and clear eyes.

The young man at the side glanced over quietly, his envious eyes resting on the two people's folded hands.

Too close.

Yu Ge felt a little uncomfortable. When he tried to stand up, Ye Qingyou grabbed his other hand.

He held Yu Ge's hand, rubbing the red and swollen blood on Yu Ge's back knuckles with distressed eyes: "I should have prepared some wine in the store."

"I'm fine." Yu Ge didn't take it seriously. She had suffered more serious injuries in her previous years, so what happened today was nothing to her.

If Meng Chun were here, the problem could be solved more easily.

He's fine, but...

Yu Ge apologized awkwardly: "I'm sorry, I caused your bakery to be smashed."

Ye Qingyou was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said angrily: "How can this be your problem? Don't take everything on yourself."

Thinking of Miss Lin and the boyfriend snatcher mentioned by those burly men just now, Yu Ge whispered: "Those people... should be the thugs of the noble children in the school."

Ye Qingyou gently took off the brass knuckles from Yu Ge's hand and said gently, "You don't have to feel guilty about that."

"You weren't the one who smashed the store, and you weren't the one who directed it."

As Ye Qingyou spoke, he carefully avoided the blood and took off his brass knuckles.

His fine black hair was draped in disorder on his forehead, half covering his gentle eyes and brows, and his voice was as gentle as spring water.

"I'm glad they came directly to smash up the store instead of blocking you in an empty alley and hurting you."

After saying that, Ye Qingyou handed the brass knuckles to Yu Ge, raised his face, and his long eyelashes fluttered gently, revealing soft and light eyes. His full and beautiful red lips curved, and he smiled and asked:

"Does this mean I'm protecting you as well?"

Ye Qingyou's smile was like a gentle breeze, dissolving the burden and guilt in Yu Ge's heart.

Yu Ge's face flushed, and he turned away, not daring to look at Ye Qingyou, and hesitantly said, "Thank you after all... I, I..."

While stuttering, Yu Ge's eyes swept over Ye Qingyou's slender, smooth white hand, which was still holding her thin, white, and swollen hand. Her hand suddenly felt hot, and she immediately blushed and hurriedly withdrew her hand. She put her hands behind her back and said hastily: "I will pay for it!"

What's going on? What's going on?

Why does Ye Qingyou seem to be seducing her?

Yu Ge's fingers twisted together unconsciously.

Does he like her?

That's impossible? Are you kidding me?

Can anyone who has met Song Jingshen like her?

Yu Ge was restless and his eyes were wandering. He just wanted to leave this inexplicably embarrassing situation as soon as possible.

so envious.

So jealous.

The beautiful young man bit his pink lower lip and stared blankly.

As his eyes wandered, he suddenly met the cautious gaze of the person next to him, who was watching him like a squirrel. Yu Ge suddenly had an idea and said, "I'll go check on the others first."

As he said this, Yu Ge turned around and was about to run, but someone grabbed his arm.

The hot palm pressed against the slender white arm without any cover. Yu Ge subconsciously raised his elbow to strike from the side, but suddenly stopped and looked back.

The gentle and handsome young man held her arm loosely with one hand and held the brass knuckles with the other hand. He smiled softly and said, "You forgot to take your things."

Yu Ge hurriedly took the brass knuckles, thanked her and was about to leave. Her arm tightened, but she didn't expect Ye Qingyou to still hold her. He looked at her tenderly and said:

"Xiao Yu was awesome today. I want to thank you for protecting me."

After he finished speaking, the hot palm left his skin, he bent his long fingers, and the pale pink fingertips lingered on the skin for a moment before reluctantly leaving.

"You should also take care of your health."

Yu Ge rubbed her arms violently, nodded randomly, and strode towards the young man who was looking at her in surprise.

He stared blankly at Yu Ge as he came over and asked him, "How are you?"

As he spoke, Yu Ge leaned over to look at the bruised right side of his face.

The handsome and graceful young man finally reacted, and hurriedly lowered his head and turned his face away to block Yu Ge from seeing it.

Yu Ge frowned, bent his waist even more, leaned over and said as he looked, "Don't block it, let me see your face."

The young man's ears turned red and he turned around to avoid Yu Ge's sight.

He looks so miserable and ugly now.

It’s not a good time to get to know each other, and you can’t leave a bad impression.

He thought in panic and moved his feet. When he wanted to run, he felt a warm touch on his chin, followed by an irresistible force.

The young man was stunned, and Yu Ge pinched his chin and turned his face back.

She moved closer and looked closely at the bruises on half of his face, and could faintly feel the hot breath on the tip of his straight nose.

Too, too close.

The young man stared straight at the enlarged fair face in front of him, his whole body loose and weak, his eyes softly fixed on her serious brows.

Come a little closer...