Chapter 48: As Steady as a Mountain

Blue Mengmeng wasn't fond of noisy environments. Seeing that so many people had already gone into the water, she naturally stayed behind on the shore, preparing barbecue for everyone.

Chen Fan played in the water for a while, but soon lost interest and walked over to the barbecue stand to help. Blue Mengmeng sat across from him, her head lowered, silently tending to the skewers in front of her.

The weather was extremely hot today, and after a short while, many people returned to shore.

Mao Xian, who had grown up by the sea, showed off various swimming techniques as soon as he entered the water—sometimes backstroke, sometimes breaststroke. But when he accidentally dived under the water, it felt like he had opened a new world.

From that moment on, he consciously dove under the water. Every time he spotted a girl, he would quickly swim over and create a "chance encounter."

However, as the saying goes, "Those who walk often at night are bound to meet ghosts." Mao Xian's clumsy attempts to impress the girls eventually caught up with him.

"Hah, hah." Mao Xian surfaced, gasping for air, only to realize someone had wrapped their arms around his waist, and the grip was surprisingly strong. Just as he was about to thank the "beautiful girl," he was stunned to find that the person holding him was none other than Wang Chelun, the class powerhouse, known as "A Pear Blossom Crushing the Begonia."

"Uh... Che... Wang Chelun, thanks..." he stammered.

"Hey, no problem. We've been classmates for years," Wang Chelun replied with a casual pat on his shoulder, and Mao Xian seized the opportunity to feign dizziness and clambered back onto the shore.

Wang Chelun watched him leave and then glanced at her hand, grinning. "He's got some potential... little guy."

The group quickly grew tired of the water and decided to play a game. Eventually, they settled on "Truth or Dare," and Blue Mengmeng was pulled into the game by her roommates.

"Ready? Let's begin." Li Wei announced.

Once everyone was set, he took out a small compass-like device and deliberately handed it to Blue Mengmeng, saying with a smile, "Mengmeng, it's our first time playing a game with you. You start the first round."

"Ah, okay," Blue Mengmeng hesitated for a moment, then spun the pointer.

The pointer spun for a while before stopping in front of Wang Chelun. She flashed a shy smile and said, "Ugh, what bad luck... I choose Truth."

As soon as she spoke, the boys shifted uncomfortably, suspecting she might have something naughty in mind.

"Is the person you love here with us?" Wang Chelun put her hand over her face, then kicked her leg, trying to look embarrassed.

The group was puzzled at first, but then she suddenly looked up and swept her gaze over the boys, her eyes burning with intensity. She paused for three seconds on Mao Xian before covering her face and laughing. "Yes... hahahaha…" Her laugh sounded almost like an animal's.

Seeing her laugh so wildly, the group urged Li Wei to spin the pointer again quickly.

"Okay." Li Wei, still shocked, hurriedly spun the wheel. The pointer slowed down as it neared a certain "dreaded" position, and everyone secretly prayed it wouldn't land there.

But, once again, fate didn't cooperate. The pointer landed right on Wang Chelun again—the lucky one was unlucky once more.

"Heh, Class Leader, I choose Dare," Wang Chelun said, flashing that same shy expression.

Li Wei picked up a card and read aloud, "The ninth person from the left—you have to pick them up and hold them for three seconds."

"What's going on?" a girl suddenly asked, and everyone turned to look. Mao Xian awkwardly smiled and muttered, "It's fine, it's fine."

It turned out that Mao Xian had already secretly counted his position, and when the penalty was revealed, he quickly tried to change seats, but the girl beside him didn't cooperate.

"One, two…" Everyone counted together, then their eyes all locked on Mao Xian. They laughed, "Mao Xian, looks like it's you."

Chen Fan watched, his heart pounding. He was the eighth person, so he had narrowly escaped death, and he silently thought to himself: This game should be renamed to "Randomly Punish One Lucky Player."

"No, no, Wang Chelun's a girl. How can a girl pick up a guy? That's unfair," a girl suddenly spoke up. She was the class vice president, nicknamed "The Girl Fighter."

"Yeah, I think Mao Xian should pick up Wang Chelun," a couple of girls agreed.

Chen Fan overheard the laughter from the boys who weren't participating in the game, and at that moment, his WeChat pinged with a message. It was from his roommate group.

Zhang Zhiwu: "Remember, Mao Xian is sacrificing himself for the group. Applaud."

Immediately, a wave of applause emojis flooded the chat.

While Chen Fan and his roommates were joking in the group chat, the dare game was heating up.

"Mao Xian, come on, can't you even handle one game?" the vice class president urged.

At this point, Mao Xian really wanted to use his "justice-fueled iron fist" on her "Girl Fighter."

"Brother Xian, can't even last three seconds?" a boy teased.

"You can't even last three seconds? It's just picking someone up! Watch and learn, let me show you my innate strength. Lai Fu, pay attention!" Mao Xian said confidently, his voice filled with bravado.

Just a couple of steps from Wang Chelun, Mao Xian quickly realized how futile his efforts were. He wasn't able to lift her an inch.

"Wha-what? This can't be..." Mao Xian was dumbfounded. He remembered that during their freshman year, when the class uniforms were being distributed, he had seen Wang Chelun's weight listed as "65kg." He thought lifting her for a few seconds would be no problem, but now, staring at her immovable form, he couldn't help but wonder what kind of terrifying strength she had developed over these four years.

Finally, Mao Xian's breath, which he had been holding in, gave out, and the intense odor hit him like a brick wall—stronger than any alcohol.

It was truly a test of endurance.