First, approach the target individual, gain their favor, and obtain intelligence.
Fu Yafang thought to herself,
Target individual Yang Xinzhao, a very ordinary boy. Average looks, average academic performance, parents are employees of the power plant in District 15, from an average family.
For this type of boy, the most direct method is a honey trap,
And no high-tech props are needed; just three simple steps, and he's hers.
Fu Yafang sighed, feeling a million miles from willing, as if demeaning herself, but for the mission's success, she had no choice.
It was during the break, and most students were resting in the corridor outside the classrooms.
She deliberately chose the e-class training time to come, firstly to create a surprise, and secondly to avoid misunderstandings from classmates. If successful, she would proceed with the conquest.
Just as Fu Yafang was thinking, three boys walked towards her.
Yang Xinzhao was among them.
Fu Yafang quickly twisted her ankle and fell to the ground.
As expected, the three boys rushed forward solicitously, helping her up with one on each side.
"Are you alright, classmate?" Yang Xinzhao asked quickly.
"Is this the new girl in class e who transferred yesterday?" one boy whispered to Yang Xinzhao.
Before Yang Xinzhao could reply,
Fu Yafang fell again, her hands pressing hard on Yang Xinzhao's shoulders to prevent herself from falling into his arms.
Through the slight tremor of Yang Xinzhao's body, Fu Yafang was certain the target was hooked.
"I twisted my ankle last night, and it's still not better. Could you please take me to the infirmary? Thank you," Fu Yafang asked Yang Xinzhao with a pained expression.
"Let us take you together!" another boy said with a smile.
Fu Yafang lowered her head and said, "That might not be good. I'm afraid of misunderstandings if there are too many people."
Yang Xinzhao puffed out his chest upon hearing this and said, "I'll take you alone. My name is Yang Xinzhao, from class d."
The two accompanying boys nudged Yang Xinzhao's ribs with knowing smiles and discreetly left.
Fu Yafang grabbed Yang Xinzhao's arm and limped towards the infirmary.
Coincidentally, Liu Feng came up from downstairs, and the group met them head-on.
Liu Feng looked at Fu Yafang in surprise and went up to question her, "What's wrong, Fu Yafang? Are you feeling unwell? Or hurt somewhere? I'll take you to the infirmary!"
Fu Yafang looked at him coldly and ignored him completely.
Yang Xinzhao smirked and said proudly, "Liu Feng, didn't you see Fu Yafang didn't even spare you a glance? Hurry up and get out of the way. Can you afford to compensate for delaying Fu Yafang's recovery?"
Fu Yafang inwardly chuckled at how sharp this fool was.
Liu Feng was stunned by Yang Xinzhao's words and stood frozen, watching the two leave.
Seeing that they were alone, Fu Yafang thought it was time and said, "Thank you, classmate. Lately, many boys have been asking for my contact number. That Liu Feng just now, he was pestering me yesterday."
Yang Xinzhao's protective instincts towards women were further ignited. He said, "Don't worry, Fu Yafang. No one will dare to bother you when I'm here."
"Thank you, you're really nice," Fu Yafang said softly in a very charming voice. She was certain she had captured his heart.
Step one, establish rapport, successful.
As they walked, Fu Yafang deliberately slowed her pace. Even when the class bell rang, she didn't intend to speed up.
This slowness made Yang Xinzhao even happier. He secretly sniffed the fragrance on Fu Yafang, imagining their future, even thinking of names for their children.
Fu Yafang seized the opportunity and quickly asked, "Xinzhao, what are your hobbies?"
Suddenly being called by his name by his goddess sent Yang Xinzhao over the moon. He quickly replied, "Many! Reading, studying, surfing the internet, painting, photography."
Fu Yafang smiled inwardly and asked, "You like photography too? I like it too. What equipment do you use?"
Yang Xinzhao was overjoyed to hear that she shared his hobby. This was what falling in love felt like!
But he knew he couldn't afford good equipment. Besides the 'Peeping Eye', he really had nothing else to show off.
Since the little girl wouldn't understand what he did, it wouldn't hurt to mention it. He couldn't give her the impression of being poor, could he!
"I have one, uh, a 'Peeping Eye', a camera and image processing instrument," Yang Xinzhao said softly.
Fu Yafang nodded, pondered for a moment, and said with disappointment, "My family isn't wealthy, so I haven't seen much good equipment."
Yang Xinzhao showed a troubled expression and said, "This, well..."
Fu Yafang smiled understandingly and said, "I wasn't planning on asking you for it. I just wanted to say, I haven't seen the instrument you mentioned. It must be very expensive. If I could just have a look..."
Yang Xinzhao gathered his courage and said, "Wait a moment!"
Step two, delve into details, successful.
As they stood steady, Yang Xinzhao took out a palm-sized, flat, elongated black rectangular instrument from inside his t-shirt, which hung around his neck. He held it at his sides with both hands and exerted force. The instrument's lens suddenly flipped outward from one side of the rectangle.
Fu Yafang's eyes instantly lit up, and she exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, how precise! Can I see the photos you took?"
Looking at Fu Yafang's beautiful eyes looking at him with admiration, Yang Xinzhao was completely smitten.
Without a second thought, he pressed an embedded button, and a holographic image instantly appeared.
Fu Yafang raised her communication wristband, quietly positioning it below the 'Peeping Eye'. Data flowed from the 'Peeping Eye' into her wristband, unnoticed.
Information acquired, the next step was to find out who his superior was!
Both Fu Yafang and Yang Xinzhao seemed to have forgotten about the infirmary. They sat side-by-side on a school bench, like a newly dating couple.
Fu Yafang held the 'Peeping Eye', admiring Yang Xinzhao's videos and photos. She asked, "These are all very ordinary videos, quite boring. Aren't there any landscapes or people?"
Yang Xinzhao said mysteriously, "Don't underestimate these videos. They can make money!"
Fu Yafang's heart leaped. She hadn't expected him to be so gullible. She said, "I don't believe it. How can videos of school facilities and class battles make money?"
Yang Xinzhao tried to maintain his composure, about to speak, but then hesitated.
Seeing his hesitation, Fu Yafang pretended to casually place her hand on Yang Xinzhao's leg. This action completely captured Yang Xinzhao's heart, sending ripples through him.
"I transmit it to Hao Yong in class c, and he gives me money! Plenty, enough for both of us to spend!"
Hao Yong, got it.
"Hao Yong? I don't know him. What does he want these for? Can't he film them himself?" Fu Yafang continued to ask.
"I'm not too sure about the specifics. Ah, let's not talk about him, he's an irrelevant person," Yang Xinzhao said dismissively.
Heh, the more he covers it up, the more suspicious it becomes.
"Can I make money by filming and transmitting them to him too?" Fu Yafang asked.
Yang Xinzhao became utterly hesitant, stammering without words.
Fu Yafang quickly said, "Well, I was just asking casually."
Unexpectedly, Yang Xinzhao's next words made Fu Yafang inwardly gasp. Yang Xinzhao said, "I only know that Hao Yong transmits the information to someone called 'Blue Ear'."
Blue Ear?
Hmm, noted.
The intelligence gathering for today was almost complete, and it was time to leave.
Fu Yafang stood up, smiled at Yang Xinzhao, and said, "I'll contact you again another day!" With that, Fu Yafang turned and walked away directly.
Step three, completely extract intelligence, successful.
Yang Xinzhao was left sitting alone on the bench, gazing at Fu Yafang's resolute back as she departed.
But his mind was filled only with the words "I'll contact you again another day..."
Fu Yafang walked to a secluded spot, dialed a number, and said in a low voice, "Hao Yong, Blue Ear. Also, Yang Xinzhao's videos are being sent."
The other side quickly replied, "Received, well done."
On the way home from school, Liu Feng was restless due to Fu Yafang's indifferent expression.
Why was Fu Yafang with Yang Xinzhao? What were they doing? Why did Fu Yafang pretend not to know me...
Countless questions plagued Liu Feng, making him feel like he had fallen into a giant vortex, unable to extricate himself.
Gu Ya couldn't bear to watch and nudged Liu Feng, asking, "What's wrong? You look like you've lost your soul."
Liu Feng dejectedly recounted the events.
Gu Ya laughed upon hearing this and asked, "Are you and Fu Yafang very close?"
"Not close! But..."
"Are you sure they are a couple?" Gu Ya asked again.
"Not sure. But..."
Gu Ya quickly interrupted him and said, "Don't worry, you still have a chance."
Liu Feng's eyes lit up upon hearing this, and he quickly asked, "Really?"
Gu Ya smiled and said, "Now, it's time to bring out your recklessness and charge through all obstacles!"
Liu Feng's spirits immediately lifted upon hearing this, "Okay!"