Chapter 409: Goddess, Goddess, Goddess
Back at the dorm, Li and Meng Nan were clearly quite excited.
Especially Meng Nan, who rushed to the bathroom as soon as they returned, and only came out after a long shower.
When he stepped into the room, Lin Tian could smell a strong fragrance and asked with a laugh, "Just how much body wash did you use?"
Meng Nan counted on his fingers and said, "Seems like three rounds. Old Two, get off the bed and help me pick out an outfit for tonight. I want Sisi to fall in love with me at first sight."
Before Lin Tian could respond, Li burst out laughing while holding a book, "Meng, I think if you go shirtless and show off those abs, she’ll definitely be charmed."
Meng Nan stroked his chin, thought for a while, and then nodded. "You’re right, with my muscles, Sisi will definitely feel super safe seeing me!"
Lin Tian and Li laughed so hard they almost couldn’t breathe.
"Damn, nerd, you’re wicked. No one’s going shirtless tonight for sure, I don’t buy it."
In the end, it was Li who lent Meng Nan one of his shirts, which Meng wore, making his abs look even more solid.
Even though he felt the power, Meng Nan wasn’t entirely satisfied and felt something was still missing.
Lin Tian and Li wouldn’t bother with him, letting this blockhead figure it out himself.
After Lin Tian showered, he changed into a white shirt, checked himself in the mirror, and nodded.
Simple, comfortable, clean, and handsome.
He styled his hair back with a bit of water, instantly adding a touch of mature charm to his youthful looks.
Li and Meng Nan’s jaws dropped when they saw him, especially Meng Nan, who shouted, "Old Two! Are you going all out? Dressed so handsomely, will any girl even look at me tonight?"
Lin Tian chuckled, "I’ve always been handsome, okay? I just styled my hair a bit. If I were to put on makeup, I’d steal the show tonight."
Upon hearing this, Meng Nan jumped off the bed and shouted, "Right, right, I finally figured out what’s missing. Makeup! Come on, guys, to the photo studio!"
Lin Tian was already a bit used to his antics, unsure what this blockhead was thinking, knowing nothing he did was ever reliable.
Li pushed his glasses and said calmly, "Are you for real, blockhead? Do you think this is the red carpet? Stay put, no one’s putting on makeup tonight."
Nerdy as he was, even his insults carried a sophisticated beastly charm.
"And what if there is?" Meng Nan retorted defiantly. "Want to bet? Twenty chicken legs."
"Forty."
"Deal."
After getting ready, the trio took a stroll through the underground mall and quickly found a flower shop. Each bought a bunch of vibrant roses and headed to the field.
Once at the field, Meng Nan couldn’t help but smirk, chanting like a broken record, "Forty, forty, forty."
The nerd lost badly.
At any event, there are always girls with makeup, and military training was no exception. However, those who wore makeup during training got punished.
But tonight wasn’t training; it was a group activity, and nearly every girl wore makeup. Be it light or heavy, it was a vibrant display that caught everyone’s eyes.
Not only were there makeup, but also stunning outfits, long dresses, or short skirts.
Alluring and captivating.
Li’s loss was rather unjust, as there was no rule against girls wearing makeup, while no guys had put on any.
But the guys weren’t simple either; nearly each held a red rose, and some even brought violins or guitars.
The problem was, the trio couldn’t find their class group.
Tonight’s field resembled a bonfire party without lights, just a bonfire every so often.
By this point, the sun had set behind the mountains, and the moon was hanging in the sky amidst a sea of stars.
When the stars and bonfires echoed each other, it was the most beautiful scene of the night.
In this romantic atmosphere, a guy holding a red rose, singing a sweet song and sharing a few romantic lines, had a high chance of winning over a beauty.
Lin Tian was in a good mood, enjoying the relaxing vibe, just unsure where Liou Qingcheng, the mischievous girl, had wandered off to. He called her, only to hear she’d planned a surprise for him tonight.
After wandering around for a while, the three finally found their class. In fact, they just spotted some classmates, as everyone was mixed together, with classmates from each class interspersed.
That night, classes 42 to 45, over 150 students, gathered around a bonfire, mostly in mixed-gender seating.
Soon, the trio found Sisi and her roommates within the large group, but Liou Qingcheng was nowhere to be seen.
Lin Tian sat down with a puzzled look; to his left were Meng Nan and Sisi, and to his right were Li and his girlfriend Qiu Wen.
Sitting between these two couples, Lin Tian felt a bit strange. Was this karma for showing too much affection these past days?
Checking the time, it was already 7:20. Liou Qingcheng was supposed to be here by 7:30; where could she be?
Just as Lin Tian was about to call her again, a commotion erupted around him.
Lin Tian looked up, and because most people were sitting, he easily spotted a hazy silhouette.
It was a girl, standing tall and enchanting in the glow of the bonfire and moonlight, exuding a mysterious aura.
Like a celestial fairy, she was not to be desecrated.
As she walked closer, her exquisite face came into view.
Her long, slightly wavy hair cascaded over her shoulders, her slender, alluring eyes, curled lashes, delicate nose, and stunning red lips.
She wore a sleeveless black lace dress, with a curved red rose pinned at the chest.
Her feet were adorned with black high heels, accentuating her shapely and tall legs; each step she took seemed to strike a chord in every guy’s heart.
She carried a black guitar case slung against her slender waist. No one thought of it as cumbersome; instead, it added an air of elegance and poise.
She was Liou Qingcheng, the proud and confident goddess.
Aside from her vibrant lipstick, her face bore no trace of makeup. Her style was far more subdued compared to many other girls, but her beauty, figure, and demeanor were anything but.
Even bare-faced, she outshone all the other girls present.
"Goddess!"
"Goddess!"
"Goddess!"
The collective chant of those two words thrust Liou Qingcheng’s popularity to the peak, yet her beautiful eyes remained fixated on a boy in a white shirt.