Madam, Please Behave-Chapter 253: Zhang Yunjing’s Plan

School.

Zhang Yunjing immediately spotted Zhao Xuanwen squeezing into the crowd at the snack shop. After a brief moment of thought, she stepped forward and joined in.

Zhao Xuanwen was too focused on buying her snacks to notice Zhang Yunjing approaching. She eagerly called out to the snack shop lady,

"I want two packs of crispy noodles!"

As soon as she received the crispy noodles and her change, a wide grin spread across her face, overflowing with excitement.

Happily clutching her snacks, she turned around—only to jump in shock.

She instinctively took a step back. When she finally got a good look at the face so close to hers, she patted her chest, trying to calm her nerves, her tone carrying a hint of complaint.

"Hey, what’s your deal? Why are you trying to scare me like a ghost?"

She stared at Zhang Yunjing, who had pulled her baseball cap low to cover her eyes, giving off a suspicious vibe. It felt like the girl was staring right at her.

Zhao Xuanwen hesitated for a moment, then glanced down at the crispy noodles in her hands.

Suddenly, she stuffed them behind her back, shifting her body slightly to block Zhang Yunjing’s view while mumbling,

"I bought these myself. If you want some, go buy your own!"

Perhaps realizing she sounded a little rude, Zhao Xuanwen hesitated before adding,

"If you don’t have money… I can lend you some."

"I don’t eat crispy noodles."

"Then why are you staring at me?"

Zhao Xuanwen was baffled by Zhang Yunjing’s response.

But instead of answering, Zhang Yunjing simply looked her up and down, nodding silently to herself.

You’ll do.

Zhao Xuanwen felt an inexplicable sense of dread. This girl… reminded her of the crazy people in TV dramas—silent, wearing a baseball cap, always doing weird things.

She darted her eyes around, checking her escape routes.

Once she confirmed that there was no one blocking her path, she bolted, dashing toward the school building without looking back.

Zhang Yunjing didn’t chase after her. She simply stood there, watching Zhao Xuanwen flee, the corners of her mouth curling into a peculiar smile.

The class bell was about to ring.

Zhang Yunjing entered the classroom, her eyes immediately locking onto Liu Zhiyue, who had just placed a pack of crispy noodles into his desk drawer.

Without a word, she returned to her seat and removed her baseball cap, holding it in her hands.

Her deskmate, upon seeing her, stiffened in fear, instinctively leaning forward to create as much space as possible—anything to avoid touching Zhang Yunjing.

Zhang Yunjing noticed this but said nothing. She simply sat down, placed her cap aside, and pulled out a notebook.

Flipping it open, she picked up her pen.

But her gaze wasn’t on the pages—it was on Liu Zhiyue.

Of all the people in the class, Zhang Yunjing despised Liu Zhiyue the most. He was always so damn smug.

Recently, he seemed to be in some kind of spat with that girl, Zhou Shiyan. According to her Liu Zhiyue Observation Log, their interactions had significantly decreased compared to before.

Yes, the Liu Zhiyue Observation Log—the name Zhang Yunjing had given her notebook.

As the saying goes, know thy enemy, and you shall never be defeated.

If she wanted to take Liu Zhiyue down, she first had to understand his every move.

That cocky brat had become a minor celebrity in their grade ever since the school sports meet last month.

Now, girls were constantly showing up outside their classroom just to get a glimpse of him.

Some, in their sheer blindness, had even handed him love letters.

Zhang Yunjing firmly believed that these girls needed an eye exam.

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Because… they clearly had terrible vision.

In her expert analysis, Liu Zhiyue had been a chubby nobody back in eighth grade. But after successfully losing weight, he suddenly became popular.

And thanks to his performance at the sports meet, his reputation skyrocketed.

Good grades. Handsome face. Well-proportioned physique.

By all logic, he should be the type of guy Zhang Yunjing would like.

But because of their long-standing rivalry, she found him absolutely insufferable.

More than anything, she wanted to see panic on his stupidly smug face.

That would be so satisfying.

As this thought crossed her mind, an evil grin spread across her face.

Her deskmate, witnessing this, nearly had a heart attack.

Fumbling for his textbook, he buried his face in it, as if hiding would save him.

Mom! I want to transfer schools! Girls are terrifying!

Unaware of her deskmate’s internal crisis, Zhang Yunjing continued her surveillance.

She saw Liu Zhiyue say something to Zhou Shiyan before taking a bottle of yogurt from his desk.

Zhou Shiyan shook her head and continued working on her assignments.

Rejected, Liu Zhiyue put the yogurt back.

Zhang Yunjing’s eyes gleamed with excitement.

She immediately started scribbling in her Liu Zhiyue Observation Log.

[November 10]

- Liu Zhiyue attempted to bribe Zhou Shiyan with a bottle of yogurt to make her fall for him.

- This guy is dangerously manipulative—he’s trying to lure the math class representative in with snacks, making her dependent on him over time.

- He’s a master of deception, a true devil playing with people’s emotions.

- I will expose him one day!

- Today, I found someone who knows him well and made brief contact. However, Zhao Xuanwen seems a bit slow-witted. The feasibility of a partnership remains uncertain.

After finishing her notes, Zhang Yunjing closed the notebook and looked at Liu Zhiyue once more.

Like a villain in a movie, she smirked from the shadows, convinced that everything was unfolding just as planned.

Meanwhile, Liu Zhiyue, completely unaware that his every move was being documented, was just feeling a bit annoyed as he returned the yogurt to his desk.

To be honest, he hadn’t even wanted it in the first place.

Zhou Shiyan had brought it for him, saying that Lan Yixian had asked her to give it to him.

When he initially refused, Zhou Shiyan just stood there, holding the yogurt out stubbornly.

In the end, he had no choice but to take it.

Leaning back in his chair, he glanced into his desk drawer.

It was already overflowing with snacks.

Even though he ate a lot, his supply kept replenishing every day, making it feel like a bottomless pit.

With a sigh, Liu Zhiyue rubbed his temples, feeling a bit overwhelmed by the sheer amount of junk food.

Just then, his sharp instincts kicked in—he felt a gaze on him.

Lifting his head, he locked eyes with Zhang Yunjing.

She was staring at him with a strange expression, one he couldn’t quite decipher.

After a brief moment of eye contact, Liu Zhiyue quickly looked away.

He had no interest in engaging with crazy people.

Even making eye contact felt risky—what if insanity was contagious?

Ignoring her entirely, he shifted his focus back to preparing for the next lesson.

Thus, the four-person love comedy quietly began.