Chapter 9: Life is but a first meeting

  The other students present also looked at the results and let out a sigh of relief.

  He had just directly said his name, so it was impossible to casually turn around and leave. I turned my eyeballs left and right while thinking in my heart about how to resolve this awkward situation that lacked any elegance.

  But for now, he really is a psychological freak, I just simply said his attribute, what's wrong with that?

  Thinking of this, I felt justified and confident again. After slightly loosening my shoulders, I raised the corner of my mouth, turned around, and suddenly a handsome face appeared in front of me, magnified several times.

  Four eyes met, and this distance was so close that he could almost see the pupil in the center of his iris.

  Suddenly, a smile froze on the corner of my mouth, and I was so scared that I retreated violently until I hit the wall with a "bang": "He Motian, what are you doing?!"

  He stood up straight with his hands behind him, a faint smile in his eyes: "Why are you so excited? I'm just looking at you... the ranking behind." His low voice dragged out the long sound.

  "Want to see the ranking?" I almost pointed at his nose and scolded, "Can't you just stand there and look at this high-ranking board? Do you need to bend down to my occipital bone? Do you think you're Yao Ming or Shaquille O'Neal?"

  "He calmly said: 'Because I thought so, I also want to start looking from the middle.'"

  "Also?" I sensitively noticed this word, he must have seen my action of scratching the red paper from the middle to the top, and couldn't help but get flustered, "What's so great about it? It's just that your English is a bit better than mine, what are you proud of? You'd better be careful, in another month, I'll surpass you by 17 points!"

  "Although you've made great progress this time," he said with a smile at the corner of his mouth, "it seems that improving your English score isn't that easy."

  I let out a loud hum from my nose: "This young lady is clever, what can't she learn? It's just English, what's difficult about it, isn't it just a matter of asking shamelessly. You're not like me, saying math is no good, normally you don't see me asking anyone, now isn't it the same that I also got full marks, how hypocritical."

  His eyes flickered slightly, and his peach blossom eyes curved into a gentle arc: "Originally, getting full marks in math was easier than English. Don't you know this, someone who's used to getting full marks?"

  I was taken aback, and my anger surged up: "You mean to say that I'm not as good as you, right? You're very proud of yourself for coming in second just after arriving, huh? If you've got the skills, why don't you surpass Haekyung by a few tens of points...?"

  "He cut me off: 'No, what I mean is, if you're willing, I can help you with your English.'"

  Xiaoyu and Momo let out a cold breath again. I glared at He Motian: "You ignored me before, now what kind of trick are you trying to play?"

  "He shook his head: 'I just want to help my classmates.'"

  Hearing this perfectly normal and reasonable response, I suddenly got angry again: "With your level of ability, I wouldn't even bother letting you make up for it. Even if you happened to score better than the class representative this time, I don't believe you'll be so lucky next time."

  As soon as I finished saying that, I regretted it a bit, this sentence seems to be a bit excessive.

  As expected, a cold glint gradually reappeared in her beautiful peach blossom eyes, only to be quickly suppressed again. He spoke with a slightly subdued tone: "In that case, I won't make a fool of myself in front of you anymore."

  He turned around and walked away, I was choked with anger and couldn't say a word. In my heart, I scolded him loudly as he walked away, then glared at the crowd of onlookers who were still whispering to each other, before finally dragging Xiao Yu and Mu Mu out of the circle.

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  "It's obvious that we have a deep emotional connection, yet you still choose to hide the love that's growing in your heart with such rough and violent means. Oh, our white lotus flower, why must you be so proud and aloof? Why do you like to seek out pain for no reason? Why do you enjoy being a masochist? Don't you know that men actually need care and nurturing too?"

  Just as Momo finished speaking with great eloquence and emotion about this latest rumor, I spat out a mouthful of food.

  The little Yu opposite me narrowly avoided it, looking at the plate that had been splattered by me and was now a mess. Her face was filled with lingering fear: "Fortunately, I had expected this earlier, or else even my hair, which is good enough to be in an advertisement, would have been polluted by you." Then she immediately burst out laughing loudly, "But anyway, the people in our class are really weird... really weird..."

  After the morning's incident spread, I knew it would be exaggerated and distorted, but I thought it was just a matter of making me look like a "bully" in front of He Mochen, I didn't expect it to become this version of "three slaps".

  I didn't even have time to wipe my mouth, and directly cursed: "Who the hell came up with this nonsense? I'm going to...cough cough..." Before I could recover, another grain of rice was sucked into my airway, and suddenly a thunderous cough burst out.

  Haiying patted me on the back: "The clean will be self-cleansed, and the turbid will be self-turbid. As long as you don't like He Mochen, nothing will happen."

  I coughed with great effort, almost coughing up my lungs, and the grain of rice in my trachea finally entered my digestive tract. Only then did I take a few deep breaths and shout angrily: "But where is sister an M? Sister is obviously an S! Wipe! How dare you tarnish sister's reputation, just wait for sister to deal with that person and let him see sister's skills, what it means to be an M, what it means to be an S!!"

  The BFFs fell silent.

  I poked at the beef in the dish with a hateful expression, poking for half a day without seeing anyone respond. I raised my head and looked at them in confusion: "What's wrong?"

  "Yao Yao," Mu Mu's little face turned into a cute and lovely appearance, with her eyes sparkling like stars on a clear night.

  My face has also become a what? Quickly, Zheng's chair is being carried away. The wind is blowing fiercely, and the rain is pouring down. The eel is jumping out of the water, and the fish are swimming in the river. The emperor is sitting on his throne, wearing his crown. He is holding a scepter in his hand, and he looks very majestic.

  "But this time it's even more serious, you're being talked about like a cannon fodder girl, where is the dignity of 'White Lotus'?!"" Little Yu said, wanting to slam her hand on the table, but seeing that there was still a layer of food I had sprayed on it, she could only withdraw her hand and give up.

  I burst out laughing: "Didn't Haiying say it herself? Whether I like something or not, I know what's clear to me!"

  "Really?" Ah Qian looked at me skeptically, "Then why did you react so drastically to what he said this morning? Wasn't it just about making up for English?"

  I furrowed my brow and thought for a moment: "Could it be that my aunt is coming?" Seeing Ah Qian's cold eyes mixed with the chill of the wind scanning over, I immediately let out a hearty laugh, "Don't worry, if I really had feelings for He Mochen, I definitely wouldn't hide it."

  "If that's the case, then why don't you go let He Mochen tutor you?" Haiying suggested, "His explanations of English are indeed very clear and easy to understand. You'll gain a hundred benefits without any harm."

  I said: "But..."

  "That won't do, what if Yaoyao develops feelings for him over time? You've said before that He Mochen's motives aren't pure." Xiaoyu and Muyu retorted in unison.

  I said: "But..."

  "As soon as there's a sign of trouble, we immediately retreat. Now it's also good to thoroughly improve our English grades." Ah Qian stood on the side of Hai Ying, "Besides, I don't believe you can resist the temptation of beauty, Yaoyao."

  I said: "But..."

  "You're right, it's already senior year, and English is still the main subject. I'll go too then! Yeah, with me around, who dares to cause trouble!" Xiaoyu clenched her fist.

  "Alright, it's settled then. Let's head back to the dorm." A shallow stood up first and then asked me as if she just remembered something, "Yao Yao, what were you going to say just now?"

  I: “……”

  I have nothing more to say.

  Rolling on the ground, asking for collection and recommendation