Chapter 3: Beauty Clouds Judgment

Su Tian thought silently, “Beauty clouds judgment.” She now understood the class representative’s absurd behavior.

Su Tian took a deep breath, but her voice still trembled slightly under everyone’s stares. She turned to a nearby classmate and asked for help. “Did the seating arrangements change?”

Zhou Ying, from the last row, suddenly stood up and spoke rapidly, “Chinese class rep, your seat hasn’t changed! It’s right there!” Then she quickly sat back down.

Poor Su Tian was left standing awkwardly, feeling like she’d just lived through a massive social disaster.

The transfer student seemed to understand something in this strange atmosphere. He slowly sat up straight and moved his chair forward slightly to make space for her. “My deskmate is the Chinese class representative, that’s correct.”

The words “my deskmate” seemed particularly emphasized.

Help, why did hearing him say “my deskmate” sound so alluring…

Su Tian suddenly had an epiphany, understanding why Teacher Gao had arranged for the foreign transfer student to sit next to the Chinese class representative.

It definitely wasn’t her imagination – it had to be because the transfer student had been abroad for so long that he wasn’t quite used to speaking Chinese yet, which was why he spoke slowly with oddly placed emphasis…

Su Tian whispered a “thank you” and slipped into her seat through the space he had made. As she bent down, her gaze caught his black baseball cap again, and she had a third sudden realization, her tone changing in surprise. “It’s you~?!”

It was the weirdo she had bumped into this morning, the one who seemed to have no reaction and might have even laughed!

After speaking, Su Tian quickly covered her mouth.

The weirdo seemed to be in a good mood. “You recognized me.”

How could she not recognize him – the hat and jeans were exactly the same! The only reason she hadn’t recognized him earlier was because she had been mesmerized by the transfer student’s cursed good looks… ah, no, not that!

Su Tian better understood Teacher Gao’s deeper intention in arranging for the transfer student to sit next to the Chinese class representative.

This transfer student’s chinese indeed seemed to need some work.

Su Tian didn’t know how to respond and merely reluctantly accepted in her heart the fact that the weird transfer student was her new deskmate. Just then, the class bell rang, and the last group of female students lingering at the windows outside finally reluctantly left. The classroom quieted down as students prepared their materials.

An odd silence fell.

But Su Tian knew many people were still stealing glances in their direction.

“68,” the transfer student suddenly murmured a number.

Su Tian heard it and instinctively felt he was talking to her. She made a small “ah” sound, following his gaze to the test paper on the desk.

It was an English monthly exam paper, with a score of 68 marked in red at the top. The column for the name read: Su Tian.

“!!!” Su Tian quickly sat up straight, pulling the paper toward her. Looking at the devastating red marks all over it, then at the weirdo’s expressionless profile, she held back her displeasure that might frighten the new student and protested softly, “This is my test paper.”

Then she looked at the score in the middle of the test paper again in disbelief, mumbling, “This is actually my test paper.”

Before she could feel sad about it, she suddenly remembered that Zhou Ying’s score wasn’t even half of hers – wouldn’t that mean not even 34 points?

Su Tian’s expression twisted.

The transfer student seemed to glance at her.

Su Tian didn’t notice. Stimulated by the score, she quickly entered study mode. This happened to be English class, and she listened very attentively, wanting to copy every bit of board work onto her test paper.

The English teacher was discussing a reading comprehension passage about a foreign student’s experience. Halfway through, she suddenly stopped, faced toward Su Tian’s direction, and smiled: “I heard that there is also a transfer student in our class. Can you ask this student to translate this article?”

The classmates finally had a legitimate reason to look in their direction, and students turned to look one after another.

Su Tian looked over too. Seeing only a new, open English textbook on the weirdo transfer student’s desk, she glanced again and noticed it was open to the preface.

Su Tian: “…”

She pushed her test paper toward the middle of their shared desk.

The transfer student turned his face slightly toward her, his eyes no longer as detached as before class, though still quite calm. His pupils reflected the scattered sunlight from outside, like clear crystal. In that second of eye contact, Su Tian was once again struck by his devastating good looks. That’s when she noticed the transfer student had taken off his baseball cap at some point – even each strand of his hair was ridiculously handsome?!

The transfer student didn’t look at her or take the paper. Instead, he stood up, head slightly lowered, and translated the entire reading comprehension passage from start to finish with great ease.

Su Tian also noticed that he could speak properly now, without random strange words popping up.

After hearing the translation, the English teacher led the applause, clearly very satisfied with this new student.

The class responded with enthusiastic applause, clearly very satisfied with this new student’s… appearance.

Su Tian joined the applause, very satisfied with her new deskmate’s current language ability.

The class ended quickly. Until the bell rang, her test paper remained between them. The weird transfer student kept leaning back in his chair. Su Tian didn’t know if he was looking at the paper, but she very keenly noticed… the transfer student was looking at her.

Several times!

But how could that be possible?

She felt she must have been bewitched by his good looks, starting to imagine things and become overly self-centered.

So as soon as class ended, she dropped her pen and ran out. Passing the back row, she didn’t see Zhou Ying, but sure enough, found Zhou Ying crouching by the door waiting for her.

Zhou Ying pulled her to a quiet corner, and before she could launch into her bombardment of questions, Su Tian quickly interrupted her, “I’ve met this transfer student before.”

Sure enough, Zhou Ying froze. “Huh?”

Su Tian then told her about the morning encounter.

Zhou Ying listened with sparkling eyes. “What a coincidence! That’s amazing! Wow, Su Tian, what kind of crazy luck did you stumble into? Not only are you sitting next to a super hottie, but you even had this kind of magical encounter!”

“Sure, he’s handsome, but it’s troublesome. Ah, you wouldn’t understand!” Su Tian didn’t dare mention how she felt the transfer student kept looking at her during class, or how he seemed to have laughed when they collided in the morning.

After all, no matter how she said it, it would sound like she was just fantasizing.

Zhou Ying grinned mischievously: “Oh, I understand, I totally understand. How could I not? Happiness came too suddenly, and now you don’t know how to face this hottie going forward, right?”

Su Tian glared at her in exasperation, “Shut up!”

The two chatted until it was almost time for class before heading back. As soon as they entered the classroom, Su Tian noticed her seat was surrounded again.

More precisely, the transfer student was surrounded.

Su Tian saw a black phone placed on top of her test paper, displaying a QR code. Several girls from other classes stood beside him, all holding up their phones, apparently scanning to add him on WeChat.

Some girls standing on the outer edge couldn’t scan it, so the transfer student very thoughtfully held up his phone higher.

Zhou Ying’s expression suddenly became colorful, looking like she’d swallowed a fly. She whispered to Su Tian, “I know things are more open abroad… but the transfer student… he looks so cold… I didn’t expect him to be… so forward…”