My Years as the Pure Love Interest at the Noble Academy

Song Yi cast a sympathetic glance at Hang Feng before leaving with her strawberry milk.

Back in the classroom, it was noisier than usual due to the upcoming sports meet.

The sports representative approached Song Yi with a registration form and asked, "Song Yi, are there any events you'd like to sign up for?"

Song Yi shook her head without hesitation, "No thanks, I'm not athletic at all."

Except for fighting, she thought to herself.

She had no interest in sports meets - they neither made money nor were worth her time.

Saint Slee Academy's Work-Study Department regularly posted short-term job announcements on campus. The jobs didn't take long and paid well. Song Yi had managed to secure one of these positions early that morning.

The job was for one week, helping serve food at a first-floor cafeteria window for an hour during lunch. It came with free lunch and a total payment of 500 yuan.

During the last self-study period of the morning, Song Yi left early for the cafeteria. After receiving brief instructions from the cafeteria Aunties about the rules, she started her shift as soon as lunch break began.

Song Yi wore a white apron and face mask, holding a ladle in her left hand and a plate in her right, waiting for her first customer of the day.

The first floor was the budget dining area, usually quiet with few students, making it an easy and relaxed job—

Wait, what was that huge crowd approaching in the distance?

Song Yi frowned, realizing things weren't going to be so simple.

Leading the group were two familiar faces: Shen Yujing and Quan Le.

Walking side by side, Quan Le pointed toward Song Yi, "Look! I told you she was here!"

Shen Yujing appeared calm, merely nodding before quickening his pace toward Song Yi's window.

Behind them followed members of the school's basketball team, all starving after just finishing a game.

They followed behind Shen Yujing, exchanging confused glances, not quite understanding the situation.

Earlier, Shen Yujing had come to the basketball court offering to treat them to lunch. While this wasn't unusual, coming to the first-floor cafeteria was unexpected.

This was where the common folk ate...

Though dissatisfied, none dared to voice their complaints.

Shen Yujing walked straight to the window, gestured to the group behind him, and told Song Yi, "All of them, my treat."

Noticing the dissatisfaction written on the basketball team members' faces, Song Yi directly addressed the elephant in the room, asking Shen Yujing, "Are you sure they want to eat here?"

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Shen Yujing turned to look at them, forcing out a single syllable, "Hmm?"

The basketball team captain, being clever, quickly chimed in, "Of course we do! We're starving! Everyone, line up and order one by one!"

The basketball team members promptly formed a long line at the window.

The supervising Auntie emerged from the kitchen at this moment. Having worked here for ten years, she had never seen such a long line at this window. Surprised, she asked, "Little Song, what's going on today?"

"Nothing special," Song Yi picked up her ladle and called out cheerfully, "Order whatever you like! Young Master Shen is treating everyone today!"

"Pfft—"

Quan Le burst out laughing and, despite his initial reluctance to eat here, joined the end of the line.

Behind her mask, Song Yi's expression was completely hidden, along with all her emotions.

In reality, while serving food to these people, Song Yi was mentally cursing Shen Yujing.

This was supposed to be an easy job - little work, good pay, super comfortable. But now, thanks to Shen Yujing, her work had become so much more demanding!

What was wrong with him? He must be sick in the head!

By now, the cafeteria had gotten even more crowded.

People tend to follow the crowd, and seeing the long line at this first-floor window, some curious students joined the queue as well.

They wanted to know what could be so good here to attract such a crowd.

Meanwhile, Song Yi, whose arms were getting tired from the repetitive motion: "..."

How did it come to this? She was so frustrated.

When it came time to pay, Shen Yujing took out his meal card.

Indeed, regardless of one's status or background, Saint Slee Academy's cafeteria only accepted card payments, no cash.

Song Yi calculated the total for all several dozen people and entered it into the machine, saying, "You can swipe now."

Shen Yujing placed his card on the machine, and the next second, the display showed countless zeros.

Song Yi's attention was caught, and she couldn't help but count the zeros in Shen Yujing's balance.

One, two, three, four, five... so many zeros!

Song Yi swallowed hard, barely believing the number she saw.

Because Shen Yujing's meal card had... a whole million yuan!!!

Talk about eye-opening—

Since coming to this world, this was the first time Song Yi truly understood the Mary Sue nature of this book's character settings.

Honestly, Song Yi felt envious - some male leads casually put a million yuan on their meal cards, while unfortunate female leads like her had to work honestly in the cafeteria for a mere 500 yuan.

This must be the difference between protagonists.

She sincerely hoped the Cinderella female lead Mary Sue trend would end soon, so future girls transmigrating into books could at least achieve financial freedom.

After 12:30 PM, the lunch crowd began to thin out. Seeing how hard Song Yi had worked, the kind Auntie told her to rest early.

The Auntie took the ladle from Song Yi and said, "Usually we hardly get any business on the first floor. I wonder what happened today to bring so many people."

Song Yi: "..."

She knew it was all because of that dog Shen Yujing.

But she couldn't explain this to the Auntie, so she just expressed her thanks and took her own lunch to a corner spot.

Finally able to rest, she could eat her meal.

When Song Yi was halfway through her lunch, an uninvited guest appeared again.

Seeing Shen Yujing suddenly sit down beside her, Song Yi felt a headache coming on, and even her food lost its appeal.

Why was he here again? What kind of trouble was he going to cause now?

Shen Yujing held a bottle of cola, biting the straw as he watched her, "Done with work already?"

Song Yi didn't even look up, "None of your business."

Shen Yujing asked, "Are you really that short on money?"

Song Yi: "Obviously."

Shen Yujing: "As it happens, money is the last thing I'm short of."

Song Yi: "..."

Why did her fist suddenly clench?

If he weren't the male lead, showing off his wealth to poor people like this on the street, he would definitely, definitely get beaten up.

He was really asking for it.

Song Yi stopped eating and looked directly at Shen Yujing, asking, "So?"

Shen Yujing tilted his chin slightly, deliberately putting on an arrogant air, and said just three words, "Win me over."

He was simple really - just had too much money to spend and needed someone to help him spend it.

If Song Yi really needed money, wouldn't it be easier to just ask him instead of selling her cheap labor here?

However, Song Yi remained silent for a while, looking down, lost in thought.

Suddenly, Shen Yujing felt nervous and began to reflect on what he'd just said... had he been disrespectful? Had he hurt her pride?

Could it be that Song Yi was angry?

Thinking of this, Shen Yujing suddenly didn't know what to do. He rubbed his nose, his phoenix eyes flickering with uncertainty.

After a while, Shen Yujing nudged Song Yi with his elbow and called out awkwardly, "Hey."

Song Yi picked up her tray and walked away without acknowledging him.

Heaven knows what an intense internal struggle Song Yi had just gone through.

Money or dignity.

Of course, in the end, the latter narrowly won.

To avoid shamefully falling for him, Song Yi decided it was best to stay away from Shen Yujing.

Seeing this, Shen Yujing thought Song Yi was even more angry. He forgot about his cola and followed her, trying to find some way to make up for his earlier words, "Why are you leaving? Can't you listen to what I have to say? I didn't mean it that way, I wanted to say..."

Before Shen Yujing could finish, Song Yi suddenly stopped walking.

Unable to stop in time, his chin collided with the back of her head, causing him to stumble backward two steps. A curse word reached the tip of his tongue, but he forcefully swallowed it back.

On the electronic display board of the bulletin board, the list of participants for this sports meet was displayed in a continuous scroll.

At this moment, surprisingly, Song Yi's name appeared on the cheerleading squad list.

Shen Yujing glanced at Song Yi with slight surprise, "Oh, so you signed up for the cheerleading squad?"

Song Yi turned her head towards Shen Yujing with an expressionless face, her voice cold, "What do you think?"

Shen Yujing paused for a moment, instantly getting the answer, "It wasn't you?"

Song Yi nodded, wondering which bastard had added her name to the list.

Just as Song Yi was thinking about finding the culprit to settle scores, she suddenly noticed the content on the electronic display board changing.

On the list of pole vault competitors, the three characters spelling out Shen Yujing's name stood out prominently.

Shen Yujing: "...?"

Song Yi: "..."

She seemed to suddenly understand everything.