After the 99th Confession , The Cold School Beauty's Personality Collapsed-Chapter 36
Painting the white sculptures wasn’t difficult at all, as the outlined lines made it easy to distinguish where the colors should go. With the reference images available, all Ji Yan had to do was carefully avoid going outside the lines, and within about ten minutes, she had completed her sculpture.
The little girl she chose now had blonde hair, wore a pink dress, and smiled sweetly—very cute.
It was Ji Yan’s first time doing something like this, and she couldn’t help but feel a bit of wonder and satisfaction. Watching her finished work, she found herself smiling unconsciously.
She turned to look at Qin Luo, who was still working on his boy sculpture.
Although Qin Luo wasn’t following the reference colors, his seemingly random choices had an artistic flair. Anything related to color could be tied to painting, and thanks to the +1 Painting reward he’d received, his skills had subtly improved.
Soon enough, what appeared to be a "punk" but surprisingly cool little boy was revealed to the group.
His hair was a mixture of vibrant colors, paired with a yellow shirt and beige pants. Despite using many different colors, the overall look wasn’t messy or gaudy; instead, it had a unique and intriguing charm.
Ji Yan blinked, looking at the figure as if discovering something new. “You can paint it like that?”
The young female shop clerk immediately chimed in with praise, “It’s beautiful! Are you an art student? I’ve seen plenty of sculptures left behind by other customers, but none of them are as nice as yours.”
Qin Luo casually responded, “Don’t ask—just call it talent,” as he fiddled with his sculpture, clearly pleased with the outcome.
The shop clerk then said, “You can either leave your sculptures here for display on our shelf for other customers to admire, or take them home as souvenirs. If you choose to take them home, there’s a small fee of 10 yuan per sculpture.”
Qin Luo casually said, “I’ll leave mine here. What about yours?”
Ji Yan thought for a moment and said, “I’ll take mine home.”
“Alright, could you please wrap hers up?” Qin Luo asked the shop clerk.
“Of course. Just a moment, please.”
As they left the store, Ji Yan held the packaged little girl sculpture in her hand. One side of the box was made of transparent hard plastic, allowing a clear view of the sculpture inside. Though the sculpture wasn’t worth much, Ji Yan carried it as if it were a cherished toy just gifted by her parents.
She took a few steps, looked at it, took a few more steps, and looked again.
Even though she had already stared at the sculpture for a long time while painting it, she still found herself fascinated by it.
Qin Luo hadn’t noticed this cute side of Ji Yan before, and seeing her like this gave him the same thrill as discovering an Easter egg in a video game.
He glanced at his phone to check the time and said, “It’s getting late. Let’s grab something to eat. What do you want?”
Ji Yan casually replied, “Anything is fine. You decide.”
“Any food restrictions?”
“Hmm… I can’t handle too much spice.”
Nodding, Qin Luo led Ji Yan to a Chinese restaurant.
The restaurant was quite upscale, with warm lighting throughout, exuding an understated sense of luxury.
The waiter, impressed by their appearance and demeanor, seemed to mistake them for celebrities or models. His smile became even brighter as he led them to a booth and handed them two thick menus.
“Our restaurant has a daily signature dish, and today’s special is braised pork, made by a chef with 35 years of experience. It’s an authentic local specialty, and I highly recommend you try it.”
“We also have highly praised dishes like black-bone chicken soup and salted chicken wings,” he continued, passionately introducing the restaurant's best offerings.
Qin Luo nodded as he listened but didn’t rush to order, instead flipping through the menu leisurely.
Ji Yan also glanced through her menu, but her eyes widened slightly at the prices.
The dishes in this restaurant were unexpectedly expensive. While the prices weren’t exorbitant, for a typical university student, this place would certainly be considered a luxury.
For instance, the braised pork the waiter had recommended cost 288 yuan for a portion that seemed to consist of only four pieces in the photo.
The black-bone chicken soup was priced at 188 yuan for a small clay pot, labeled as a two-person serving.
In comparison, the salted chicken wings seemed relatively inexpensive at 68 yuan.
Ji Yan wasn’t unfamiliar with high-end restaurants, and she wasn’t particularly sensitive to such prices, but in the past, she had only gone to places like this with her family. Now, with Qin Luo, the situation felt different.
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After all, Qin Luo was just a regular university student, likely from an average family, with a monthly allowance of around 2,000 to 3,000 yuan.
A meal like this would probably stretch his budget significantly.
She wondered whether Qin Luo had anticipated how expensive this restaurant would be, or if it was like what people often said online: that boys would choose a fancy place like this to impress a girl.
Ji Yan glanced at Qin Luo and saw that he remained calm as he perused the menu, seemingly unbothered by the prices.
He looked quite composed, so maybe he had come prepared?
Ji Yan felt a bit uncomfortable and couldn’t help but say, “Qin Luo…”
“What’s wrong?”
“Why don’t we… go to another place instead?”
Qin Luo paused, looked at Ji Yan for a moment, and then smiled. “No need. Let’s stay here.”
With that, Ji Yan didn’t press the issue and nodded.
Despite her cold demeanor, Ji Yan was actually quite simple at heart. Although she often kept a straight face, her inner thoughts were almost always reflected in her expressions.
Just like now, her furrowed brows suggested she was wrestling with some inner conflict.
Qin Luo could guess what she was thinking and couldn’t help but shake his head slightly.
Ji Yan clearly had low emotional intelligence. If it were a more socially adept girl, even if she thought the restaurant was too expensive, she wouldn’t voice it so directly in front of the waiter. Instead, she would have chosen a more tactful approach.
But then again, this straightforwardness fit with her lack of romantic experience.
Considering the portion sizes were rather small, Qin Luo ordered five dishes and a soup, bringing the total to 821 yuan. Adding a 10% service charge, the final bill came to 900 yuan.
For two university students, spending nearly 1,000 yuan on a meal was indeed a bit extravagant, but for Qin Luo, who currently had nearly a million yuan in his bank account, it was a drop in the bucket.
However, Ji Yan saw things differently. She had already assumed Qin Luo chose this restaurant to maintain face. Although he appeared calm while paying the bill, she thought he must be hurting inside.
She even recalled what she had read online—stories about boys spending a lot of money on dinner with a girl, only to end up eating instant noodles for days afterward.
That would be too pitiful!
Ji Yan had actually wanted to pay the bill before Qin Luo, but she feared it would hurt his pride, so she hesitated. In the end, she sent Qin Luo a 450-yuan transfer through her phone, earning a surprised look from him.
“We’ll split the bill,” Ji Yan said.
Qin Luo looked at her for a long moment before smiling and saying, “Alright.”
