Jealous Little Girl

For the next while, Cheng Han was plagued by no end of annoyance.

His homeroom teacher, Yan Dongshan, came over as soon as he heard the news and solemnly offered his congratulations, talking at length for quite some time.

There was no need to go into the details. The core message, in any case, was to call on the entire class to learn from Cheng Han.

Every other student wore an envious look.

But before transmigrating, Cheng Han had already been an adult in his twenties. Faced with this sort of situation, he felt more than a little awkward.

And every teacher who taught a class made a point of getting to know Cheng Han again.

Especially Ye Qin, the beautiful young woman who taught Divine Banyan History. She flashed a dazzlingly charming smile and said in all seriousness, "Student Cheng Han, please guide me from now on!"

This was no joke.

By now, the entire school knew that Vice Principal Yan Dongting had personally declared that Cheng Han would definitely become a Warrior in the future. Even becoming a Colonel in the Black Armor Army was no longer out of reach.

In everyone's eyes, his future was boundlessly bright.

Wasn't it only natural for the teachers to treat him so politely? And during breaks, the stream of people outside the corridor was endless, more than ten times livelier than a Vegetable Market.

Every onlooker passing by the classroom door or window would turn to look inside. Quite a few even pointed and whispered.

Cheng Han let out a deep sigh and muttered softly, "Life's impossible like this."

He deeply regretted standing out.

Then again.

Cheng Han had never intended to be so high-profile. Unfortunately, these people were all absurdly sharp-eyed. He could not hide his abilities even if he wanted to.

His female deskmate, Qian Qingqing, asked curiously, "Cheng Han, what are you muttering about now?"

Cheng Han glanced at her, too lazy to explain. He simply picked up a book and held it in front of his face.

So annoying! Out of sight, out of mind!

The little girl looked at the crowd outside the door and immediately broke into a giggle.

After a while.

Qian Qingqing suddenly spat angrily. "Why are these fifth-year senior girls so shameless?"

Cheng Han blinked.

What had the little girl seen?

He lowered the book slightly and glanced toward the doorway.

Several pretty figures dressed to the nines were openly blocking the entrance, whispering to each other from time to time.

Compared with the flat-chested little girl, they were far more developed. Their figures could be called graceful and curvaceous, and paired with their youthful, lovely faces, they were exceptionally pleasing to the eye.

Naturally, this scene drew the attention of every boy in the class.

Cheng Han understood. No wonder the little girl felt such intense competitive pressure.

Qian Qingqing turned to him, jealousy in her voice. "Cheng Han, I heard the boys at school call them the Four Orchids of Fifteen Middle School. Which one do you like?"

Feeling like teasing her, Cheng Han said leisurely, "You're better than all of them."

Qian Qingqing's pretty face instantly turned crimson.

Cheng Han chuckled to himself and raised the book to cover his face again.

To be fair, he really did think the little girl was quite good.

Not only was she pretty, gentle, and virtuous, her family was also fairly well-off. On top of that, she was deft with her hands. A considerable portion of the snacks she usually fed him had been made by her personally.

In short, she had plenty of good qualities.

Although she was still a calm little flat board for now, time possessed the mighty power to turn vast seas into mulberry fields. Given a few more years, turning a plain into towering peaks was entirely possible.

Cheng Han sincerely felt that when he reached the age to consider marriage, marrying the little girl would be a pretty good choice.

"Ring~"

The bell rang.

The last class of the afternoon, study hall, began.

The onlookers scattered, and the Four Orchids drifted away as well.

Cheng Han breathed a sigh of relief and lowered his book.

Qian Qingqing also breathed a sigh of relief.

Thinking of her feeding plans for the next day, she asked with a smile, "Cheng Han, what do you want to eat tomorrow? I'll bring it for you!"

Cheng Han pondered for a moment, then named something. "Orchid Cake."

The little girl glared fiercely at him, her cheeks puffed up in anger. "That won't do! Pick something else!"

She hated orchids! She hated everything related to orchids!

After school, Cheng Han quickly left the school under the gazes of countless spectators.

He rode his Bicycle for a while when a Feathered Beast came charging up from behind him, its heavy footsteps thudding against the ground.

A middle-aged man and a short Boy sat atop the saddle on the Feathered Beast's back.

"Ding~ ding~"

The Boy suddenly shook an exquisite bell.

Every Feathered Beast was equipped with such a beast bell. It could communicate with the Feathered Beast and also warn pedestrians to get out of the way.

Cheng Han instinctively turned his head for a look.

The Boy waved his right hand energetically and called out enthusiastically, "Senior Cheng Han!"

The middle-aged man froze for a moment, then seemed to remember something. He immediately showed a friendly smile and waved lightly a few times.

The muzzled Feathered Beast turned its head as well, curiosity showing in its vertical pupils.

Out of politeness, Cheng Han had no choice but to wave back.

The Boy smiled even more happily.

"Thud! Thud!"

The Feathered Beast's footsteps faded into the distance.

Cheng Han shook his head helplessly. "Can't even get any peace on the way home."

Cheng Han did not return directly to Shanyi Neighborhood. Instead, he rode toward a nearby Vegetable Market.

He had once promised that as long as he dealt with the mastermind behind the Grass Hound incident, Qin Zi Cheng, he would roast a fragrant Roasted Whole Rabbit for the Black Cat.

He planned to buy some seasonings at the Vegetable Market and fulfill his promise that night.

Before long.

Cheng Han arrived at the Vegetable Market. After locking up his Bicycle, he wandered through half the market and found a stall specializing in seasonings.

He had visited this stall many times before.

But the stall owner was not a familiar face.

Instead, it was an ordinary-looking young woman with a pair of twin girls around three years old, presumably her daughters.

Cheng Han asked curiously, "Where's Uncle Chen? Did he transfer the stall?"

The Female Stall Owner froze for a moment, then gave a weary smile. "The stall hasn't been transferred. My father has been ill these past few days, so I'm temporarily helping him watch the stall."

She continued, "You're an old customer, right? What would you like to buy?"

Cheng Han smoothly listed several seasonings and the amounts he wanted.

The Female Stall Owner smiled. "Please wait a moment. I'll get them for you."

The Twins were at an age where they were lively and restless. They could not sit still at all, and while their mother was not paying attention, they secretly grabbed some seasonings.

The Female Stall Owner noticed and scolded them, "Lin Lin, Long Long, don't grab things randomly. Put them back right now."

She was picking out seasonings with both hands while trying to stop her daughters, leaving her somewhat flustered.

Cheng Han's eyes flickered as he looked at the Twins and asked, "Little ones, as long as you don't make trouble, I'll show you a magic trick. How about it?"

The Twins looked at each other and nodded together. "Okay!"

Cheng Han pointed at the stall. "Put the things back first."

The Twins obediently put the items down.

The Female Stall Owner's lips moved, but in the end, she said nothing.

Cheng Han raised his right hand and smiled. "Watch closely."

Snap!

He snapped his fingers.

A huge shower of sparks suddenly burst forth, fluttering down and vanishing.

The trick looked incredibly cool.

The Twins cried out in delight, "Wow!"

Cheng Han patted their heads. "Listen to your mother, understand?"

The Twins nodded repeatedly. "Mm!"

The Female Stall Owner was immensely surprised and said politely, "Thank you!"

She had not expected this Youth who had come to buy seasonings to possess such a unique skill.

Cheng Han waved a hand. "It's nothing."

This trick of producing sparks from his hands was naturally a minor application of the Fragmented Imprint of True Flame.

Street performers in this world also performed such little tricks. The difference was that they used some kind of flammable material, while he used extraordinary power.

After buying the seasonings, Cheng Han said goodbye to the Twins and turned to leave.

"Cough! Cough!"

Violent coughing suddenly rang out.

Cheng Han turned back and saw the Twins coughing so hard they could barely catch their breath.

The Female Stall Owner asked anxiously, "Lin Lin, Long Long, where do you feel unwell?"

Cheng Han frowned.

If only one little girl had been coughing, it could be explained as illness. After all, mornings and evenings were rather cold now, and children had weak resistance and were indeed prone to getting sick.

But for both little girls to start coughing at the same time was clearly very wrong.