The next morning when he woke up, Andrew was pleased. He saw a beautiful dream in his sleep.
He saw that after he became drunk, teacher Scarlett is proposing to him, while she gives him a blowjob.
But the dream was just a dream and the truth is different, as he thought.
While he didn't know, that was not even a dream, but that was the truth, which happened at night.
Meanwhile Scarlett looked at Andrew's face, and quickly realized that whatever happened last night, he didn't remember.
She felt relieved that he didn't remember, but also a little heartache.
Because, for the first time she has given blowjob to someone.
But she felt mostly relieved, because after coming to the words of Suzanne, she did that, but after doing that she started regretting it.
Because of this, even knowing Andrew didn't remember anything, she wasn't able to properly see into his eyes.
After eating breakfast together, the two went to school. Andrew went to class, while Scarlett went to the office first.
As soon as she entered, Suzanne stood up excitedly as if she had seen the God of Wealth.
"How was it? How was it? Did the method I taught you last night work?"
Scarlett glanced at her and replied expressionlessly, she didn't want to tell her, "My friend used it, and it wasn't very good."
Since she is regretting last night's event a bit, she didn't want to show her that her plan really worked but in a different way.
"How could that be! That shouldn't be right. The only men who aren't lustful are eunuchs. Could that young boy be a eunuch?"
(Andrew: "Achoo! Which son of a bitch is badmouthing me behind my back?")
"..."
Scarlett gave Suzanne a look. How could she told him as a eunuch? His size was so big, that it can't even properly fit in her mouth.
"Sister Scar, I don't think it had any effect, but you can't tell from just one time. You need to interact with him more so the relationship between you two can gradually improve."
"I'll say it again, it wasn't me, it was my friend."
Scarlett emphasized her tone, sounding a bit fierce.
"I know, your friend! I mean your friend needs to interact more with him."
"I'm serious, I'm not lying!"
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Andrew sat in the back row of the classroom, thinking of a new idea, since his website building idea has failed.
The few guys next to him were either sleeping or spacing out; hardly anyone was listening attentively to the lecture.
"Why did I need to put every pic myself, and even need to edit it? If there will be some assistant to help me like the celebrities, how good it would be." Ethan suddenly complained.
Hearing this, Andrew casually asked, "What's up? Did you take a liking to some beauty, and want to show it to your assistant or manager?"
"No, not that. I just click a good pic of mine yesterday and forgot to upload it. If I also have my PR team or managers, they have posted it.'
Hearing Ethan say that, Andrew gets an idea, and an assistant. Right, not everyone is rich enough to afford an assistant, if he developed some assistant.
And they will help with all the social media, meeting and calling things, it helps many people.
Why didn't he think about it? Just after thinking this, he quickly messaged Mark Vane, to fix a meeting with him.
"What are you thinking?" Ethan asked, seeing Andrew suddenly become silent.
"Nothing," Andrew replied, since it was only currently an idea, he didn't want to tell him for now.
Seeing that Andrew wouldn't say more, Ethan turned to ask about yesterday's incident with Andrew.
"By the way, what happened to you yesterday? Did you get any disciplinary action or anything? I saw Charles's old face turn completely black with anger back then."
"Nope."
"Did the Counselor personally call you in to criticize you?"
"Not that either."
"That shouldn't be right. Didn't Charles say back then that he would have our Counselor educate you properly?"
During class that day, Andrew had been sound asleep. Charles had been extremely furious and criticized him in front of the whole class, and some people had even gloated.
After thinking for a moment, Andrew said, "Someone did criticize and educate me about this matter, but it wasn't the Counselor."
Actually, what Scarlett told him last night wasn't criticism at all; it was more like a reminder.
"Who was it?"
"Scarlett."
Upon hearing that, Ethan's pupils instantly widened. He looked at Andrew as if he had seen a ghost, "Oh my god! Are you still alive?"
Andrew glared at Ethan irritably and didn't bother with him anymore.
Now, Andrew felt that Scarlett wasn't scary at all; she was just a bit aloof, and even a little nagging, just like his own mother. And also she is beautiful, that's why he dreamed of her last night.
But Ethan was extremely curious and kept pestering him, "Andy, I noticed your attitude toward Scarlett changed so drastically after you went out to rent a place. Could it be..."
"Stop!"
Andrew told Ethan to cut it out, then put on a serious expression and said, "Please stop your boring and idiotic speculation."
"Well, I was bored, wasn't I?"
"Then I'll give you something to do."
Andrew handed Ethan Catherine's game account, "Help me rank this account from Iron to Gold, and I'll buy you a cup of bubble tea when you're done."
"Deal!"
Sometimes Andrew admired his own cleverness. Not only did he shut up the nagging old woman Ethan, but he also managed to complete the task Catherine had given him in the process.
At that moment, Andrew received another message from Mark, "Ok, I think this idea will be working, let's meet at the Third Cafeteria at noon. We can eat then."
When the bell rang for class dismissal at twelve noon, Andrew grabbed his textbooks and left the classroom, preparing to head to the Third Cafeteria.
But when he reached the exit of the teaching building, dense crowds of people were packed together. Many people were staring in one direction, unable to move their feet.
Amidst the chattering noise, Andrew vaguely heard a few snippets.
"There's beauty at the entrance! She looks like a senior; she's so pretty."
"Nonsense, she's a teacher in our department. What's her name again? I can't recall it right now..."
Andrew knew as soon as he heard it that some beauty must be standing at the entrance attracting the gaze of a group of old perverts, causing everyone to be stuck.
"Damn it, what's so great about beauties? Are we not eating anymore? Don't they know that lacking enthusiasm for eating means having ideological problems?"
Andrew grumbled, weaving through the crowd, trying to get out quickly.
Just as he squeezed out the door, his gaze was suddenly caught by a beautiful figure, and he froze in place.
He saw Scarlett standing not far away, wearing a white dress, seemingly waiting for someone.
"Hey, brother, stop looking. Even if you stare longer, she won't be yours."
Someone noticed Andrew standing still and reminded him.
Andrew glanced disdainfully at the person without replying, then, under the increasingly surprised gaze of that person, he walked straight toward Scarlett.
"Teacher, why are you here?"
Andrew remembered that Scarlett didn't have classes that morning, so normally she would have already finished lunch.
"I happened to have something to do here, so I waited for you to get out of class to go eat."
"Something to do?"
Andrew looked at Scarlett and felt that something was strange, but he couldn't quite pinpoint what it was.
In reality, Scarlett didn't have any business. She saw that it was almost time for class to end and waited for Andrew here. She wants to pursue him, but does not know how to do it.
So, she always creates an excuse for herself, like she thought, she just felt a bit lonely eating lunch alone in the cafeteria and thought about asking Andrew to join her.
She didn't know why she suddenly had this thought; she never felt this way when she ate alone before.
"Let's go, don't waste time. The cafeteria will get more crowded soon."
Scarlett said coolly. Andrew responded with an affirmation and quickly followed her.
At this time, Ethan and the others were still slowly emerging from the crowd at the teaching building exit.
Tony, who had just woken up, became extremely excited when he heard people around talking about a beauty, "Where is the beauty? Where is the beauty?"
Stark couldn't help but complain, "Damn it, one second you're sleeping like a dead pig, and the next you're energized just hearing about a beauty. Why aren't you this spirited at other times?"
"What do you know? Eating is the biggest thing in the world, and beauties are spiritual sustenance."
"Pah, just say you're a pervert directly."
"Aren't you a pervert too?"
"I am a decent person."
As the two were arguing, Johnson suddenly patted both of their shoulders "Stop arguing, the beauty is gone."
"Damn, I didn't even see her! Where did she go?"
Tony stretched his neck to look, only seeing a tall figure in a white dress walking away side-by-side with a boy in the crowd.
"So sad, she actually has a boyfriend."
Tony sighed mournfully.
But Bruce noticed a clue, "Wait a minute, doesn't the boy next to that beauty look a bit like Andrew?"
"Holy crap, now that you mention it, he really does look a bit like him."
Everyone started marveling. Ethan stretched his neck, squinted sneakily for a moment, and then suddenly shouted, "It's that Dog bastard! I'd recognize him even if he turned to ash!"
"Holy crap, no wonder he hasn't been playing games these past few days. Turns out he's been eating alone behind our backs."
"It's one thing to eat alone, but he's eating so well."
"Suddenly, my heart feels completely unbalanced."