Shenzhen in September remained as hot as a furnace, not a single trace of a breeze in the air. Most schools have already begun classes, with No.5 Middle School starting the earliest in late August.

Inside the principal’s office.

Liu Xin’an, the head teacher of Class 2, laughed so happily that the molars of his teeth showed.

He adjusted his glasses while flipping through the information in his hand: “First place in Lincheng No. 1 Middle School, what an excellent student.”

He asked the principal again to confirm: “Are you really going to give me such a good seedling?”

He really didn’t expect such a good thing to occur. School had already started for more than half a month, and he could still be given someone who was the top student in the grade.

Principal Zhang took a few sips from his mug, squinted his eyes, and smiled, “Are you satisfied now? You won’t come crying and complaining to me anymore?”

Liu Xin’an hurriedly shook his head, “I won’t come, I won’t come. From now on, I can walk with my back straight! Let’s see how that Hao Yibo can show off Song Yunzhou from his class in front of me. Our class has a mascot too.”

“Okay. I’ll leave the person to you. Take the girl to familiarize herself with the environment. I have a meeting later.” Principal Zhang waved at him.

He turned to look at the quiet and indifferent girl standing aside: “Student Wen Tang, if you have any problems in study or life in the future, you can report them to your teacher Liu.”

Wen Tang nodded slightly, the strands of hair on her forehead swaying: “Okay, thank you for your help, Principal.”

She was very calm and did not show any complacency, even when praised in person by her homeroom teacher, who would be her teacher for two years.

Liu Xin’an was very happy. Class 1 and Class 2 were both science experimental classes. The average grades of the classes were similar, but the scores and grade rankings of the top ten students were very different. He has always been suppressed by the other class’ teacher, and now he can finally hold his head high.

He took Wen Tang to the office to pick up new books and school uniforms, and gave her a look around the school. He kept talking along the way: “I’m the head teacher of Class 2, teaching Chinese. My last name is Liu, Liu Xin’an. From now on, you can just call me Teacher Liu.”

The girl didn’t speak much, but she always listened attentively. After hearing what the teacher said, she nodded and said, “Teacher Liu.”

The new classmate is so polite. Liu Xin’an narrowed his eyes in a smile, and his already small eyes looked even smaller, like raisins. “Although Lincheng has a higher number of recommended students, our Shenzhen City isn’t bad either. You made the right choice to come to our No. 5 Middle School.”

Looking at Wen Tang’s attire, he patted his forehead as something came to mind: “Oh by the way, Wen Tang, you can’t let your hair down in our school. We have to wear school uniforms. You’ll start like this today, as it’s your first day here. But starting tomorrow, you have to tie your hair up and wear school uniforms to class.”

“Okay. Thank you, teacher, for the reminder.”

The girl’s voice was cold, just like the aura this person brought along with her, clean and a little distant.

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In Class 2, a grand show of selecting soldiers and generals¹ was being staged at this time.

“Who can answer this question?” English teacher Shu Ting looked at the students under the podium.

Those who were not paying attention to the class did not dare to look up and kept saying in their hearts, “Don’t point at me don’t point at me-“

But sometimes, the more you fear something, the more likely it is to happen.

“Jiang Shuyi, you.” The gazes were locked on, and an unlucky guy was named.

The English teacher looked over and smiled. Hehehe

The others immediately breathed a sigh of relief and held their heads high.

The student who was named looked as if the sky had fallen.

He stood up from his seat and answered casually.

“A.”

“Are you sure?”

“Emm, then it’s C.”

“No more changes?”

“Oh, then B.”

Shu Ting used death rays² to deal damage to Jiang Shuyi’s young mind: “So which one are you choosing?”

“……”

Otherwise, you might as well just kill me.

Jiang Shuyi looked at his deskmate Zou Xinyao for help, but she also looked helpless.

Obviously, no one listened.

“Teacher, I was wrong. Please spare me. I didn’t listen to you just now.” He begged for mercy with a bitter face.

The English teacher snorted coldly and let him go: “Okay, sit down. Tsk, do you think I don’t know what you are doing down there? Let me tell you, the one on the podium can see it clearly! Whether it’s playing with your phone, picking your nails…”

“Knock knock knock.” The knock on the door interrupted the English teacher’s loving education.

The classroom door was pushed open, and Liu Xin’an poked his head in: “Sorry for disturbing, Teacher Shu, I’m bringing a student over.”

Wow, what a relief, such liberation.

The English teacher left the classroom with his book and there was a commotion in the classroom.

Liu Xin’an slapped the desk vigorously: “Quiet, quiet, this is the transfer student who just arrived today.”

He changed his expression again and looked at Wen Tang, saying amiably, “Classmate Wen Tang, please introduce yourself.”

Everyone looked over as well.

The girl who came in had eyebrows like distant mountains³, a delicate face that seemed ethereal, silky long hair draped over her shoulders, and a white dress perfectly outlining her figure. But her whole body carried a cold temperament, and her face remained cold when she was not smiling.

The name “Wen Tang” was written on the whiteboard. The handwriting was beautiful, just like the person.

She stood at the podium, her back straight. The sunlight shone on her fair face, and the teardrop mole under her eye was faintly visible. Her voice was light as she greeted: “Hello everyone, my name is Wen Tang. I used to go to Lincheng No. 1 Middle School. Please take care of me in the future.”

After a moment’s silence, the audience burst into enthusiastic applause.

A few mischievous kids even slammed their hands on the table, mixing in with some discussions.

“Holy shit⁴, awesome! She transferred from Lincheng No. 1 Middle School.”

“Sister, plz step on me⁵.”

“Her legs are longer than my lifeline- I’m dying.”

The noisy sound finally woke someone in the corner. He nudged his head against the loopy⁶ pillow and roared impatiently, “It’s noisy as hell.”

The sunlight coming in from the window seemed to give him a golden halo.

Wen Tang glanced at it and looked away, only thinking in her mind that the hair would probably feel nice to touch.

This voice was like a dose of mute medicine, and everyone instantly lost the ability and means to speak.

Liu Xin’an strode down from the podium and gave a firm slap to ‘Golden Hair’ on the shoulder.

The golden-haired boy sat up abruptly, turned around to face the perpetrator, and started to curse, “You fucking…” And the rest of his words were swallowed back in.

Liu Xin’an looked at him with a smile: “What’s wrong, Shen Yanchuan? Why did you stop talking?”

The young man pursed his thin lips, and his hair was a little messy from just waking up, which added a bit of casualness and unruliness to him. His drooping eyebrows revealed a bit of frustration.

The body that had just sat upright slid back down again. He annoyedly scratched his hair with both hands and said, “Old Liu, you’ll scare someone to death⁷.”

Liu Xin’an snorted coldly: “Sleeping in English class, you brat. I’ll deal with you later.”

He turned and waved Wen Tang over.

“Wen Tang, come, sit next to this kid first. We’ll rearrange the seats after the monthly exam.”

Wen Tang confirmed her seat: the fifth row, next to the corridor, next to “Golden Hair.” Not bad; her eyesight was good, so it didn’t matter where she sat.

She walked over with her new textbooks and school uniform.

The golden-haired boy nuzzled his face on the loopy pillow and lazily looked up at his new deskmate. The moment he saw her face clearly, he was slightly startled.

He slowly sat up straight and supported his chin on his hand: “Hey, new classmate.”

“Old Liu, who is this?” The question was directed to Liu Xin’an, but his eyes were still locked on Wen Tang, with an ambiguous smile in the depths of his gaze.

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Translator’s note: The ML sounded so so so cute in the summary that I couldn’t stop myself from translating, so technically, I’m reading along with you hehehe. Once again, any typos or things that need fixing, don’t hesitate to tell me~