Bai Qingxia, you're the face of Class 28 today.
But when Liu Wei asked Bai Qingxia whether she had ever learned to dance before, the girl only shook her head and said nothing.
At that moment, Bai Qingxia was holding the class placard again, squeezing in practice time at the back of the classroom.
Her expression was serious, and she didn't act unnatural just because Lu Yuanqiu was watching from nearby.
Lu Yuanqiu withdrew his gaze and sat quietly in his seat.
The girl, meanwhile, practiced raising the placard back and forth in the corner behind him, both arms held straight and crossed. The morning breeze blew in through the window, swaying the boy's tie left and right, and tilting the placard-holding girl's hair.
The classroom was very quiet before the main event arrived. Though it was quiet, it couldn't hide the little thoughts buried deep in some people's hearts.
In just that short while, Lu Yuanqiu had already caught several pairs of eyes in the class secretly glancing at each other.
Connecting it with his impressions from his past life, he excitedly deduced who in the class had a crush on whom.
The opening ceremony was at nine in the morning, so the students had all arrived a bit late today.
The boys who had been excited before putting on their uniforms had instead turned shy and aloof after wearing them today.
Usually they were loud and goofy, not caring about their image as they made flashy entrances in all sorts of chuunibyou poses. Today, though, they walked through the classroom door with straight backs and cold, stern expressions.
It seemed everyone had someone they cared about in their hearts.
As for those who didn't have anyone they cared about, that was probably just Zhong Jincheng...
The moment this guy came in, his gaze dropped downward, and he lecherously stared hard at the girls' absolute territory beneath their skirts.
He seemed a little disappointed, probably because the legs he saw were either a bit thick, not straight enough, a bit dark, not good enough in skin, or had leg hair longer than his.
This made Lu Yuanqiu couldn't help but think of a certain literatus surnamed Ji's diary.
Were all good students like this?
After coming to his seat and sitting down, Zhong Jincheng glanced at Bai Qingxia. Seeing the school uniform on her, he shifted his gaze away in boredom.
He was waiting for another person to arrive.
Before long, more and more people arrived, and the chatter in the classroom finally grew loud.
Hu Caiwei was escorted into the classroom by several girls, and this scene instantly drew quite a bit of attention.
Zhong Jincheng also looked over with shining eyes.
Hu Caiwei's skirt was hiked up very short. Her legs, wrapped in black thigh-high stockings, had well-proportioned curves, and her absolute territory was a stretch of creamy white. Her chest was well-developed, her curves perky, and she looked very pleasing to the eye overall.
After entering the class, Hu Caiwei immediately looked toward Lu Yuanqiu. Her eyes instantly lit up, but she quickly deliberately looked away, and along the way tossed her long hair in his direction.
Hu Caiwei believed Lu Yuanqiu would definitely sneak a look at her, so she didn't take the initiative to greet him. Although being cold-shouldered for half a month had made her desperately want to talk to Lu Yuanqiu, she still maintained her "reserve."
Lu Yuanqiu didn't even glance at her.
Before his rebirth, he had seen plenty of beauties. Hu Caiwei was just the most ordinary among a crowd of mediocre, commonplace charms.
Only Bai Qingxia could, relying purely on her outstanding looks and aura, effortlessly carve out a bloody path through the beauty list in Lu Yuanqiu's mind.
People gradually filled in. Bai Qingxia finished reviewing, and placed the class placard back in the corner. It was clear she was a little nervous, lowering her head and silently taking deep breaths.
At that moment, homeroom teacher Liu Wei walked into the classroom and patted the podium: "Everyone get ready and change into your class uniforms. When the music starts, we'll all go downstairs together, find Class 27's position, and line up behind them. Wang Haoran, organize the formation in a bit."
"Okay, teacher."
Wang Haoran stood up and shouted loudly: "Everyone who hasn't changed into their class uniform, hurry up. There's only about ten minutes left."
Hearing this, Bai Qingxia reached for the zipper of her school uniform at her collar and pulled it down.
Zzz-
Her full chest, wrapped in a white shirt, instantly squeezed out through the gap of the zipper.
Seeing the two round old friends he had met once before, Lu Yuanqiu instinctively stood at attention.
The bulky school uniform jacket was taken off by Bai Qingxia, revealing a pair of slender right-angle shoulders wrapped in the shirt, as well as a swan neck with fair, delicate skin and soft, graceful muscle lines.
For the second time in his life, Lu Yuanqiu saw what her full neck looked like.
"Why are you looking at me?"
Bai Qingxia spoke with reddened earlobes. So she had long since noticed Lu Yuanqiu's gaze.
Lu Yuanqiu answered without thinking: "You're pretty."
Bai Qingxia's face reddened too. She handed the school uniform to him: "Hold this for me."
After saying that, she put both hands inside her pants and adjusted the hem of her skirt in advance, so she wouldn't expose herself when taking them off.
Once done, she slid off her pants, revealing a dark blue pleated short skirt, and then a stretch of snow-white, delicate thigh skin-so delicate that no pores were visible.
Bai Qingxia's thighs were pressed tightly together, long and slender, yet squeezed into a fleshy fullness by the black thigh-high stockings. The tender white soft flesh dipped inward, and beneath the fine checkered black fabric, the original color of her beautiful legs was faintly visible.
"Stop looking..."
Her earlobes were so red they looked about to bleed. Her small hand pressed hard against the skirt between her legs, and she made a faint, low plea.
Lu Yuanqiu said righteously: "Didn't you tell me to hold your clothes?"
The girl was speechless. She continued taking off her school uniform pants, then gently placed them in Lu Yuanqiu's hands.
Wisp after wisp of body fragrance lingered between the two.
Bai Qingxia began bending down to untie her canvas shoes. Because of this, a gap appeared at the buttons of her upper shirt, and a stretch of snowy white rises was faintly visible.
At that moment, Lu Yuanqiu smiled and propped his head on his hand, speaking to her: "By the way, I have a 3000-meter race this morning. Want to come meet me at the finish line? I'll definitely be exhausted by then. Besides you, I don't have any other friends."
Bai Qingxia nodded without thinking.
After taking off both shoes, she left her two small feet, wrapped in black thigh-high stockings, suspended in midair. Then she took black leather shoes out of her backpack and gently placed them on the ground. Her two feet slowly swam down into the shoes.
Lu Yuanqiu inexplicably found this scene very pleasing.
Probably because the size he had chosen fit just right.
At that moment, Bai Qingxia slowly raised her arms. Her small hands froze in midair for a second or two, as if hesitating.
Then, as if making up her mind, she continued raising them and took off the black hair tie binding her single ponytail.
A head of seaweed-like black long hair instantly spread out behind her like a waterfall. The girl shook her head slightly, and her long hair swayed along. By the window, her delicate side profile was illuminated by the sunlight, her skin snow-white, every fine hair clearly visible.
Lu Yuanqiu stared blankly, his breathing pausing for a moment.
It was the first time he had seen Bai Qingxia with her hair down, and also the first time he felt this girl was not only cute, but dazzlingly beautiful.
The girl opened her backpack again and took out a pink hair clip. She clipped it onto the hair in front of her forehead by feel, then turned her head to look at Lu Yuanqiu.
The latter couldn't help but smile, helped her adjust its position, and then voiced his confusion: "You seem a little different today."
Today, Bai Qingxia seemed to be actively peeling off layer after layer of her disguise, gradually revealing her true self.
Bai Qingxia wasn't in a hurry to answer. Instead, she bent down and grabbed the class placard, as if gripping the rifle of youth.
She lifted her head and said softly, lips slightly pressed together:
"Because you said youth only comes once, and I want to try working a little hard too... so I won't leave regrets for my future self."
She had thought she couldn't do it.
But after last night, she felt that since someone had even celebrated her birthday, and something as impossible as that could happen to her.
It seemed she could also try to put in a little effort in other areas...
She wanted to live up to Lu Yuanqiu's encouragement. She didn't want the pretty black leather shoes and pink hair clip to gather dust in the corner.
The music started.
Homeroom teacher Liu Wei walked into the classroom and called out: "Get ready to assemble, Bai Qingxia!"
"...Here."
"Take the class placard. You're the face of Senior Class 28 today."
Liu Wei smiled.
Everyone turned back to look toward the corner at the back row. It was meant to be a casual glance, but one after another, their gazes froze.