Chapter 28: You’re So Mean, I Like It (2/2)

It seemed,

all good things required financial support.

He needed to accelerate the start of his career.

Back at school, Zhao Qingfeng first hid the items in the backyard.

By the time he reached his classroom, it was nearly noon.

Teacher Yan was supervising a self-study session. Shen Lingyao had just asked for leave using the excuse that Zhao Qingfeng’s mother was facing unemployment and needed his company, which moved Teacher Yan. He lit a cigarette, patted Zhao Qingfeng’s shoulder, and said,

“Good lad, taking care of your family?”

“But you need to strive hard in both studies and family.”

“Is your mother okay now? Hurry back to self-study.”

“The second mock exam starts on Wednesday. If you embarrass me like the last time, don’t blame me for being tough on you!”

Zhao Qingfeng chuckled and took the model essay from Teacher Yan, returning to his seat to read it carefully.

Teacher Yan was truly talented.

The model essay was well written.

Zhao Qingfeng had no intention of cheating, even though he remembered the 2001 national Chinese exam paper.

With his current understanding and previous knowledge, figuring out how to write a high-scoring essay wasn’t difficult.

“Can you understand it?”

Shen Lingyao poked him quietly.

“I can even write one. Want to bet I can write one about you right now?”

Zhao Qingfeng bit the pen tip, turning to look at Shen Lingyao.

His rogue-handsome look made Shen Lingyao suddenly shy away, hurriedly picking up a set square and jabbing his hand with the sharp end.

“Write quickly, I want to see how you describe me. If it’s not good, prepare for a whipping!”

“Alright, alright!”

Zhao Qingfeng quickly started writing:

“My deskmate has a pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes, clear and bright.

Her black hair is tied into a neat ponytail.

A delicate nose

on that handsome face, with fine features and gentle.

Today she’s wearing a blue and white school uniform top, black pleated skirt, white socks, and a pair of casual shoes, looking exceptionally neat.

When she moves, a faint fragrance emanates from her.

Now, she’s looking at me, her frowning side profile is also beautiful.

Her eyelashes are curled and flickering.

I always feel she looks familiar, just like the one in my dreams…”

“What’s in your dreams?”

Shen Lingyao’s heart fluttered.

Could it be a goddess?

Brother Qingfeng actually said I am his goddess.

Does this mean a confession…

Hmph, confessing through an essay…

So old-fashioned!

This princess would never accept such an outdated confession!

Shen Lingyao unwittingly got lost in her girlish fantasies.

However,

What Zhao Qingfeng wrote next was not about a goddess.

Instead —

“She’s like the silly roe deer I dreamt of.”

“Brother Qingfeng!”

Shen Lingyao was furious.

With one hand holding the set square and the other the pencil case, she started hitting Zhao Qingfeng, who dodged while laughing mischievously.

“I’m wrong! Ouch, don’t hit the head, what if you make me dumb! Bad, so bad!”

“I don’t care, I’m going to kill you today!”

Their sweet quarrel amused Zhang Yang at the back desk.

Imitating Zhao Qingfeng, he sneaked to the last row where Fu Xiaoli, the girl he had a crush on and who was engrossed in her studies, sat. He chuckled and whispered in her ear, “Fu Xiaoli, in my eyes, you are a silly roe deer.”

Then he endured a good beating.

…………………

Soon it was noon.

After lunch, Zhao Qingfeng asked Shen Lingyao to return to the classroom first, then pulled Zhang Yang aside near the flowerbeds. He took out the horse diuretic and quietly said, “This… later… like this…”

Zhang Yang looked at the horse diuretic in his hand, first frowning, then grinning mischievously, “Brother Zhao, this is too… too mean, but I like it!”

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