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Surrounded by people, Liang Kui looked at the only gap. At the gap was the back of Su Yan's head, his excellent short hair lying smoothly against his scalp. Liang Kui found it strange. This classmate was sitting so close—why wasn't he talking to him?

Liang Kui leaned forward slightly, resting one hand on the edge of Su Yan's desk. Smiling, he said, "First place, let's get acquainted. We're desk mates, after all. Heh heh."

Su Yan raised his head and gave him a cold look, a faintly mocking smile on his face. Then he stood, hands in his pockets, and strolled leisurely out of the classroom, completely ignoring Liang Kui's beaming face.

"..." Liang Kui awkwardly withdrew his hand, disdain rising in his heart. Who the hell does he think he is? I talked to him, and he just ignored me. What a piece of work.

A girl noticed the awkward atmosphere and hurriedly explained, "Don't mind him, Liang Kui. Su Yan has always been like that. He doesn't like talking to people. He won't even talk to beautiful girls. He's so icy, but he's pretty cool. Heh heh."

Liang Kui snorted. Then another girl whispered, "Su Yan is especially different toward Chen Yan. He even took the initiative to ask to be her desk mate. Who knows what he's thinking."

Liang Kui asked blankly, "Who's Chen Yan?" The girl that a pretentious pants-wearing guy like him takes special care of must be a stunning beauty.

Everyone pointed in unison at Chen Yan, who was bent over her work. Liang Kui called tentatively, "Chen Yan?"

Chen Yan turned her head and looked at Liang Kui.

Liang Kui's face changed dramatically. He cried out exaggeratedly, "No way! She's that ugly? A total dinosaur!"

The people beside him burst into laughter and chimed in, "That's right, it's her. Being ugly would be one thing, but you don't know this—in the middle of summer, she wears the same outfit for three days without changing. She wears the same pair of shoes for months without washing them, and she smells weird all over. Su Yan may look cold on the surface, but I think he's kind-hearted. He probably just feels sorry for Chen Yan."

"She's a little crazy too. Someone heard her talking to herself. It was really creepy."

"And she's especially dumb, like a block of wood. Whenever the teacher calls on her to answer a question, most of the time she can't answer."

Liang Kui listened curiously as everyone discussed the dinosaur girl, Chen Yan, and couldn't help studying her. Her clothes looked like some rustic stuff from who knew what era. Good heavens, she was even wearing dusty old Liberation shoes! They still sold shoes like that? She was unbelievable! And those dark green trousers—he had only seen them on actresses playing educated youths sent to the countryside on TV. The more Liang Kui looked, the more shocked he became, trembling as he held back laughter. After looking her over for a while, he suddenly froze and stared at Chen Yan's profile and neck. "Her skin is really nice."

The girls watching didn't believe him and shifted their gazes to stare at Chen Yan's skin. It was fair and smooth. It really did look quite nice.

One girl said disdainfully, "That's just sickly pallor, isn't it? Look at how badly she eats every day. She must be malnourished."

Chen Wanwan, seated in the second row of the third group, turned around and looked at the crowd at the back of the classroom. Listening to the girls' lively laughter, she gritted her teeth, her face livid. A bunch of brainless fangirls. The moment they see a handsome guy, they start making a fuss and swarm around him, shameless and disgusting. Who would want girls who throw themselves at him? Liang Kui would never be interested in such shallow girls.

Chen Wanwan rolled her eyes indignantly, yet her heart felt unbearably stifled.

Her desk mate, Yu Cong, ran back in excitedly from outside and shouted, "Liang Kui totally deserves to be the school heartthrob! So many upperclassmen are asking about him. He's really popular! Our class is so lucky—we have two handsome school heartthrobs to feast our eyes on."

Chen Wanwan grew even angrier at those words and stayed silent. She took a small mirror from her schoolbag and scrutinized herself carefully. She smoothed down a stray lock of messy bangs, straightened her clothes, and checked herself from left to right. Only after confirming she was flawless did she set the mirror down with relief.

"Liang Kui, do you have a girlfriend?" a girl at the back of the classroom asked loudly.

Chen Wanwan's entire body stiffened. Then she heard Liang Kui answer with a smile, "No. The girls at my old school were all ugly—not even half as pretty as you."

The girl nearly blushed herself unconscious, blood rushing to her head. "Liang Kui, I..."

"What do you take the classroom for? Why are you making such a racket? So many students are studying hard. Don't disturb everyone else." Chen Wanwan's icy voice rang loudly through the classroom. She was the vice class monitor, so she had the authority to maintain discipline.

Although someone muttered quietly that it was currently recess, everyone still returned to their seats in frustration.

Chen Wanwan watched the group leave Liang Kui and secretly let out a breath of relief. At last, she gave Liang Kui a faint glance before turning back to continue reading her book.

That faintly charming glance was enough to captivate a whole row of hot-blooded boys. Liang Kui's heart began racing, and excitement filled him. He hurriedly tugged at the boy seated in front of him and asked, "That beauty is Chen Wanwan, right? Does she have a boyfriend?"

The boy gave a knowing smile. "Heh heh, she's the vice class monitor, this year's little school beauty. She's pretty, right? I don't think she has a boyfriend yet. Quite a few upperclassmen have pursued her, but she never paid them any attention."

Liang Kui was even more delighted upon hearing that. His gaze remained fixed on Chen Wanwan's graceful figure. She was beautiful even from behind: silky long hair, a slender figure, and from far away, he seemed to catch a faint fragrance. Coupled with that kind of personality, she was exactly his type.

After class began, Liang Kui listened to the lesson while thinking about Chen Wanwan's graceful figure, a mischievous smile spread across his face.

Sitting beside him, Su Yan could see this person's sleazy expression even out of the corner of his eye. He snorted coldly to himself. Liang Kui only pretended to listen to the lesson while secretly writing a pile of programming code.