Translator: Yunyi
Tang Xinrouâs lips twitched awkwardly. âAhem...first from the back.â
âOh...â
Song Yaoyao nodded her head. âIn the next exam, I will come firstââshe turned her head and looked at Tang Xinrou with her dark pupilsââBoth our names will appear on the ranking list. I will be first, and you will be last.â
Wow! How heartless!
Clearly, Song Yaoyao was just analyzing the situation and her voice was soft as usual; coupled with her serious expression, she looked dopily cute. But in Tang Xinrouâs eyes, she was no longer an adorable angel. She was now a little devil with horns and a pitchfork.
âHuhuhu, Yaoyao, what are you trying to say?!â Tang Xinrou lay on Song Yaoyaoâs body. She had a domineering face, yet she acted like a delicate little woman.
Song Yaoyao stretched out her hand, patted Tang Xinrou on the head, and said temptingly, âIf weâre good friends, letâs study together...â
Tang Xinrou: â...â
âWhat? Donât you want to experience the joys of studying with a friend?â Song Yaoyao blinked and looked at her innocently as she pouted her lips.
She looked so pitiful.
Too cute! Tang Xinrou was so overwhelmed by the cuteness that she thought her nose might bleed.
Tang Xinrou: âYes! I will study!â
âI take that as a promise!â
Song Yaoyaoâs cute expression turned serious in an instant. With a slight smile, she patted on her question paper. âLetâs start with some simple exercises...â
Tang Xinrou wanted to cry, but she picked up her pen and looked at the messy combination of symbols in front of her. Her eyes were a blur.
If she could turn back time, she would rush back to the previous day, and shake away the thoughts in her mind.
But would this prevent her from getting close to Song Yaoyao?
Tang Xinrou thought about it in detail. It shouldnât...
Shen Xun and Han Jun returned for the last class of the day.
The youth that was walking in front had his hands in his pockets and an unruly smile on his face. His back was straight as he strode into the room, sweeping past like the wind.
Meanwhile, Han Jun followed behind, covering his face like he had been pitifully trampled over. It was hard for him not to draw attention.
As he passed by Song Yaoyaoâs desk, Shen Xun curled his finger and knocked on it. âClassmate, about the fight, thereâs no better day than today. Letâs settle todayâs matter today. What do you think?â
Song Yaoyao thought about it seriously. âLetâs do it after school then and get it over and done with.â
âBabe, forget about it. Donât fight! If you have the time, why donât you just do another question paper instead?â Tang Xinrou said awkwardly.
âYes, I will allow you to give up, but from today onward, you are my girlfââ
âWhoâs giving up?â
Song Yaoyao twirled the pen in her hand and asked, âClassmate Shen, can you endure it?â
WTF?!
Shen Xun licked his lips in amusement, âYes, I am very hardy and I can last a long time. Do you want to try?â
Han Jun covered his eyes and pretended not to understand the underlying meaning in Shen Xunâs words.
Tang Xinrou reacted quickly and covered Song Yaoyaoâs ears as she glared at Shen Xun.
âShen Xun, why do you have such a dirty mind? Yaoyaoâs still young, you canât say stuff like that to her!â
Song Yaoyao removed Tang Xinrouâs hands in confusion and analyzed the two people in front of her.
âWhy are your words so strange? Isnât Classmate Shen simply saying that he can endure being hit?â As she said this, she patted herself on the chest. âI feel relieved to hear that.â
If she beat him to death, then that would be no fun!
Tang Xinrou: â...â
Han Jun: â...â
Spectators: â...â
Shen Xun took a deep breath and felt his teeth hurt.
Nodding, he replied, âYes, I am particularly good at enduring hits!ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om