A new day had begun.
The students of Class Five of the first year arrived at the classroom one after another, gathering in twos and threes to discuss what they had seen and heard after school the previous day.
“Did you watch the latest episode yesterday? What a shocking plot twist!”
“I watched it. I never expected that the one who killed Pencil wasn’t Play-Doh after all, but Ballpoint Pen!”
“And Pencil’s first love turned out to be Pencil Sharpener instead of Play-Doh. The screenwriter buried that foreshadowing way too deep!”
“Besides, don’t you think the male mascot-suit actor has an amazing body? Those thighs, those curves, that butt~~”
“You’re overthinking it. It has to be a female mascot-suit actress. Who still works as a male mascot actor these days? It’s tiring and hot—anyone with options would go be a regular actor or model instead.”
“No way! How could that possibly be a female body line? It’s definitely a male mascot actor!”
“Wanna bet? I’ll put up my photobook of Lin Linxing’s swimsuit special against your Zeng Yuming bunny-boy special?”
“You’re dreaming. A bunny-boy special is way more useful than a swimsuit one.”
“The girls are at it again first thing in the morning.”
Watching the girls gather once more to discuss topics about men’s bodies, the boys collectively looked on with disdain.
“Truly a bunch of female monkeys who only know how to go into heat, spending all day watching those shameless men sell their bodies.”
“Speaking of which, brothers, did you all buy You Shiya’s latest digital album yesterday?”
“Bought it. How could we not?”
“What did you think of the MV? Wait, on three-two-one we say it together……..”
“Three…..”
“Two…..”
“One…..”
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!”
The sharp screams made the girls nearby cover their ears.
“Dad’s! What the hell are they going crazy about this early? Can’t these dads (moms) quiet down a little? They’re like a bunch of male monkeys in heat all day long.”
This was the daily life of Class Five of the first year. Though noisy and chaotic, this was their campus life full of youth.
Suddenly, a tall figure walked into the classroom and broke the noise.
The lively classroom paused for a moment, then quickly returned to its lively state—only now the topic of conversation could hardly avoid shifting onto him: Zhong Siji.
Right at the start of the school term he had caused a sensation on the school forum.
Busybodies called him a beautiful youth the likes of which Taogu—or even the entire Jiangtian City—might not see once in a hundred years, or even a thousand.
The only question was why he insisted on keeping such a strange hairstyle, which greatly diminished his charm.
Even so, there were still quite a few girls with budding spring hearts who approached him hoping for a chance to get close.
Without exception, every single one of them was met with a closed door.
According to those still willing to talk about their failed and awkward attempts at striking up conversation, Zhong Siji was cold as a block of ice.
No matter what topic you tried to bring up with him, he would only widen his eyes and look at you with an expression of complete disbelief, never saying a single word—as if the mere fact that you were speaking to him was something unbelievable.
“Do you know how much psychological damage a look like that from a boy can do to a girl going through puberty? Awwuuu……..”
The interviewed girl covered her face and wept.
Her desolate mood infected everyone present, making them unable to hold back their own tears.
From then on, Zhong Siji became a taboo among the girls in the class.
Although looking at him always made their hearts burn, no one wanted to leave themselves with psychological trauma.
If the girls were like that, there was even less to say about the boys.
One boy reported that when he tried talking to Zhong Siji at the start of term, the sheer incomprehension in the other boy’s eyes far exceeded anything the girls had experienced.
He even felt that Zhong Siji’s gaze was like looking at some indescribable horror.
He began to suspect that if he took one more step closer, Zhong Siji would flip out the window and jump.
On top of that were those strange and bizarre rumors.
Although anyone could tell most of them were pure nonsense just by listening—after all, everyone could see what he was usually like.
How could someone who wouldn’t even speak to others possibly be the bad boy from the rumors?
But since he himself wouldn’t speak to anyone, they could hardly bypass verification and help clear his name for him, could they?
As time went on, only Xu Runhui and the class monitor, Zheng Zipan, were still willing to try talking to him.
Although sharing a classroom with such a beautiful boy yet having no chance to build a good relationship was indeed a regret, one couldn’t very well press a hot face against a cold butt, right?
Even Xu Runhui, who had once shared a desk and looked at the same textbook with him, never spoke to him again after that.
As for the class’s universally acknowledged good person, Class Monitor Zheng Zipan, she had repeatedly extended invitations only to be repeatedly refused.
Everyone could only sigh at the beautiful boy’s eccentricities.
Zhong Siji still walked through the crowd without a word and sat back down at his seat.
Probably no one in the entire school could know what this peculiar boy was thinking.
Not long after Zhong Siji sat down, the only girl who had ever had close contact with him—Xu Runhui—also stepped into the classroom.
Having shared a desk with Zhong Siji for one class period did have the benefit of getting close to a beautiful boy, but in the eyes of the girls of Class Five it was undoubtedly a tremendous challenge.
After all, merely getting near him made one feel a constant, crushing pressure that tortured the spirit. In ancient times, only sages who had overcome doubt, violence, anger, hatred, despair, fear, and arrogance could have accomplished such a feat.
Although the two of them had no further contact after that, the brave act had still earned her the favorable impression of some of the boys in class.
It was only a pity that her chest was simply too large. Not only was there no one in the class who could surpass her, she was a rare specimen even across the entire grade and all of Taogu.
As the proverb went: the more your shoulders ache, the farther men stay away from you.
A chest this large already counted as a third-class disability for a woman.
If it was already this big in the first year, what would it be like by the third year?
Xu Runhui had no idea she had already been given the label of third-class disability.
She only looked a little nervously toward the person she had deliberately separated from not long ago.
“Good morning, Classmate Siji.”
Wait wait wait wait wait! What did she just do? She…… she is greeting Classmate Siji?
Hey hey hey hey? What are you doing? This isn’t some temporary privilege like looking at the same textbook during class!
This is a greeting, you know? A greeting that is crucial in interpersonal relations! When strangers start greeting each other it means their relationship has taken a step forward.
In other words, this is the etiquette that comes one step before becoming friends!
Everyone couldn’t help looking toward Xu Runhui’s eyes.
What kind of eyes were those? Clear pupils that reflected fear and hesitation, yet not a single trace of retreat!
Ahh, we have no way of knowing what kind of resolve and determination she carried when she offered that one greeting. Was it deep calculation?
Or was it just hormones taking over?
But no matter what, we will forever commemorate her in our hearts.
Ahh! Beauty is the root of all disaster! Ahh! Lust clouds the mind! Ahh! Valuing beauty over friends! Ahh! Seeking one’s own destruction!
Ahh, Classmate Siji has made his move—another poor soul is about to suffer psychological trauma.
“Ah, good morning, Classmate Runhui.”
Zhong Siji responded to the greeting just like an ordinary friend.
“Did you rest well yesterday?”
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