Mistaken Canary Chapter 47 (Part 1)
Chapter 47.1
Mi Shu couldn't help but marvel inwardly: As expected, boss's way of thinking was something ordinary employees like her could never fully grasp.
He was just so efficient—the moment he realized his feelings, he was already thinking about marriage. What's next? Having kids and drafting a will?
Regardless, she decided to save this lost lamb on the path of love. "That won't do."
"Why not?"
"This is a society ruled by law," Mi Shu said with a smile. "Also, same-sex marriage isn't legal yet, you know."
"Ugh!" Zhuo Shu tapped his fingers on the table. "So the only option left is the first one, huh?"
"Yes, but this is a matter of mutual affection. Has Mr. Ying said he likes you?"
Zhuo Shu responded aggrievedly, "No."
"Sigh," Mi Shu sighed. "Then you must go about this properly—court Mr. Ying sincerely, and confess only once you’re sure of where you stand."
"For example?"
Mi Shu: "First, you need to understand him—his personality, his likes, and dislikes. Then find the right angle and take the initiative!"
Zhuo Shu stroked his chin, nodding thoughtfully, then suddenly waved his hand impatiently. "Too much trouble. Forget it, forget it. Go back to work."
Only after Mi Shu closed the office door did Zhuo Shu relax. He immediately opened the school's forum on his phone browser.
This might just be the perfect angle.
Thread 1: Found a student ID card. Student Zhuo Zi, come claim your card.
Zhuo Shu: "......"
A minute later, Zhuo Zi received a message from her brother: {Contact this number. Your ID is with them.}
"?"
Zhuo Zi patted her pocket—oh no, her student ID was gone! How did Zhuo Shu even know?!
She glanced around nervously. Her deskmate asked what she was looking for, and she whispered in panic, "Looking for cameras, the pinhole ones!"
Thread 2: Today, I received a few love letters. They’re all from different people, but the handwriting was exactly the same :) Is this how you guys pursue someone???
Thread 3: Open to various services, including ghostwriting. Feel free to DM me.
Zhuo Shu clicked into the thread and saw the list of services offered. He immediately uncovered the OP's identity and hatched a plan.
He sent a private message to the OP: {Hi, can I commission photographs of teachers?}
[OP]: Students will not be provided such services.
Zhuo Shu: {I'm an adult and I’ll double the payment.}
[OP]: Proof of ID.
Zhuo Shu thought to himself that this punk had a strong sense of professionalism. He sent a photo of his ID with everything blurred out except his birthdate. Only then did the other party agree to take the job and asked which teacher he wanted photos of.
Zhuo Shu thought about it and decided not to be too obvious, so he replied: {Zheng Zhinan, Ying Tongchen}
[OP]: Got it. I understand your intentions. Don't worry.
Ban Zhang put away his phone, thinking that the ID was probably fake. This was likely another fujoshi student shipping Mr. Ying and Teacher Zheng, the kind who could spin a 400,000-word novel from a single photo.
Thread 4: It's time to discuss our adorable teachers~
Found it! Zhuo Shu immediately clicked in. After scrolling through a dozen replies, even Zheng Zhinan got a mention, but there was still no sign of Ying Tongchen.
He quickly typed: {Why is no one talking about Mr. Ying? Am I the only one who thinks he's adorable?}
Reply 1: Yes, you're the only one.
Reply 2: lolololol Mr. Ying, adorable? That's the biggest joke in the world!
Reply 3: Clearly another outsider fooled by his looks. Once you've been in his class, you'll know just how "adorable" he is.
Reply 4: Mr. Ying isn't adorable—he's stunning. OP, you should head over to the beauty contest hot thread next door.
Zhuo Shu was chased out of the adorable thread and clicked into the beauty contest thread. Unsurprisingly, Ying Tongchen was in first place, which secretly pleased him. But when he saw Zheng Zhinan in second place, his expression froze.
After exiting that thread, he casually scrolled around but didn't find any other important information. Suddenly, his mouse hovered over a particular spot—
Thread: Lately, I've realized I like someone, but I don't know how to pursue or confess. Can anyone give me some advice?
"Tch, these students clearly don't have enough homework," Zhuo Shu muttered disdainfully, closing the webpage and put down his phone. He began flipping through some work documents.
A moment later, he frantically reopened his browsing history.
Reply 1: A 16-year veteran of singlehood here, no right to speak. Next, please.
Reply 2: Out of my depth, next.
Reply 3: When pursuing someone, just be shameless. Don't be afraid of rejection—just try again! Eventually, your sheer audacity will win them over!
Reply 4: Figure out what they like and cater to that. My girlfriend loves snacks, so I bought her a truckload. She was so touched.
Reply 5: But don't be too much of a simp, or they'll just see you as an ATM. Gotta maintain some dignity as a man.
Reply 6: It's mostly about sincerity. If you persist, even the iciest heart will melt eventually.
Reply 7: How about writing a love letter first, then inviting them to the sports field for a confession? We can help set up candles!
Reply 8: omg, what era are we in that people still do this? OP, if you set up candles, next year we'll be lighting up candles for your grave
OP's reply: I'm here. I got a few love letters written, but they were all confiscated by the teacher. The one I just wrote myself was also taken... Didn't make it to the sports field. Thanks for the advice, everyone—I've taken notes!
Reply 9: OP, what kind of luck do you have? All your love letters got confiscated? Is your homeroom teacher the reincarnation of Conan or something?
Reply 10: 🕯️
......
Zhuo Shu exited the forum and opened a notebook beside him, jotting down the key points he'd gathered.
Step 1: Cater to their interests.
Step 2: Be romantic, considerate, and persistent.
Step 3: Understand him, respect him, cherish him. For better for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health—Wait, that doesn’t sound right…
Whatever, these experts probably know what they're talking about. He finished the sentence—until death do us part.
Great. Now it's time to begin from step one: Cater to his interests.
He immediately contacted Wimbledon Hotel and arranged for three boxes of hairy crabs to be prepared, ready for pickup after work.
After hanging up, he felt a sense of relief and went back to his task at hand.
The moment the clock struck the end of the workday, the secretarial staff kept an eye on the chairman's office. Usually, one or two people would wait until the chairman left before clocking out. While discussing what to order for dinner, they suddenly saw their chairman rush out the door in a hurry.
One person whispered, "What's going on with Chairman Zhuo? He's not working overtime today?"
Mi Shu replied with an enlightened tone, "He's in love."
"Oh, so he's in... what?!" The group was stunned. "In love?!"
Another person's eyes widened in shock, "That’s big news. We're going to be busy from now on."