Chapter 7
After Transmigration, The Male Lead and I had a HE
Xiaohei seemed to be finishing up yesterdayâs homework. When he noticed Su Qiuge looking over at his work, he immediately covered his answers with his hand and looked at her cautiously.
He looked remarkably like a widow protecting their chastity.
Su Qiuge: ââ¦â¦â
Although she knew that her reputation in the class probably wasnât very good, but do they really have to guard against her like sheâs some thief?
Itâs almost as if his answers were some rare treasures that she wanted.
Back in her day, whenever there was a night with enough homework to create a small mountain, she would become a âdadâ to many of her classmates the next morning. All those who didnât do their homework came to her for help.
Where would she be treated as a thief and be forced to suffer such grievances?
She took a deep breath and found a pen in her desk drawer.
She glanced at the class schedule before she started on yesterdayâs math assignment.
Although she had forgotten a lot of key points, as she worked on the problems, it slowly came back to her.
Su Qiugeâs scratch paper was gradually filled with pencil marks as she focused on answering the questions. It was only when the class bell rang, signaling the beginning of the morning reading, did she finally snapped out of it.
Although itâs called morning reading, it was actually just self-study. However, the always quiet class suddenly became a lot less quiet.
The noise came from ââ
Su Qiuge raised her head and looked at the seat that was diagonally in front of her to the right.
A chubby boy was seated in that spot. Heâll be temporarily named Xiaopang.
Xiaopang called out to his friends, âDid any of you finish yesterdayâs math assignment? Let me take a look!â
Although the chubby boy broke the tranquility of the classroom, no one was upset with him.
âYesterday you said you werenât going to copy other peopleâs homework today.â
âGrandma, Iâm begging you. Itâs really an emergency this time. You also know the consequences of not doing the homework. Sister Hua will eat me alive!â
âOkay, fine, just take it.â
He seemed to be pretty popular in the class.
Su Qiuge had finished her math homework and stuffed it into her desk drawer when she heard Xiaopang, âHuh? You didnât answer the last question?â
âI wasnât sure about it.â
âItâs okay, Iâll ask Brother Xing.â
Xiaopang looked around the room and tried to find someone. He wondered out loud, âThe seats were changed? Where does Brother Xing sit now?â
As soon as his voice fell, the class bell rang, signaling the start of the first class. A student pointed to the empty seat next to Su Qiuge, who had been watching them the whole time, âThatâs the Learning Godâs seat.â
All of a sudden, several heads in front of her turned around. When they saw Su Qiuge, their expressions turned subtle.
âWhat? Sheâs actually the Learning Godâs new seatmate.â
âWould Brother Xing be willing? Thatâs too miserable.â
âBe quiet or sheâll hear you. Itâs not good to talk about others like this.â
âSo what? Iâm only saying the truth. Learning God definitely wouldnât be happy about this.â
âHeâs really late today. The class already started and heâs still not here, this isnât like him.â
Although Su Qiuge knew that she wasnât very popular, there was a difference between knowing it and experiencing it.
After the class bell rang, a female teacher with red-rimmed glasses appeared at the doorway.
She held the lecture notes with her right hand and a bright yellow triangular board with worn edges in her left.
She should be the head math teacher of Class 1. According to the information gathered from her classmatesâ discussion, the teacherâs name was Zhao Minghua. The students called her Sister Hua and she was known to be notoriously strict.
Zhao Minghua walked to the podium and looked around, âYour seats have changed.â
She put the triangular board on the podium and announced, âClass is starting.â
âStand up! âââ
The group of students stood up hurriedly. Su Qiuge followed suit and at the same time, glanced at the seat next to her. For some reason, she suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart.
Ah? â¦â¦ Wait?
Brother Xing?
Why does it sound so familiar?
As if sheâs heard it somewhereâ¦â¦
Right at this moment, a low and cold voice suddenly came from the back door.
âââReporting.â
Su Qiuge turned her head.
A slender boy was standing next to the back door, dressed neatly in his school uniform.
The fine black hair on his forehead was softened in the morning sun and his eyebrows were beautiful, but there was a conspicuous bandage on his left cheek.
Just as his voice fell, many of the female students secretly turned their heads to look.
But at this time, Su Qiugeâs heart surged with stormy waves ââ T-t-thisâ¦â¦isnât thisâ¦â¦
She seems to have forgotten that the male lead and her were in the same class.
And her seatmate was now him ââ Xie Xinglin???