In the classroom of Senior 3 (1), morning light streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting mottled shadows on the dark brown desks. Chalk dust floated gently in the beams of light, and the entire classroom was filled with the tense feeling unique to key classes.
"Good morning, class."
The crisp sound of high heels hitting the ground came from far away, and the new English teacher Zhang Meihua walked into the classroom with elegant steps.
She wore a beige slim dress today with a neckline that was just right, not too revealing, yet revealing her delicate collarbone faintly.
Her long chestnut curly hair fell on her shoulders, swaying gently with her steps.
Ye Fanshuang raised his head and saw Zhang Meihua's fingers painted with nude nail polish resting lightly on the podium, but his eyes were scanning back and forth in the classroom like a searchlight.
When her eyes swept across a certain spot near the window, her red lips rose slightly.
There sits the clear stream of night.
A young man was flipping through an English edition of Pride and Prejudice, his short black hair glistening softly in the morning light. His slender fingers gently turned the pages, his gray-blue eyes fixed intently on the text, completely immersed in his own world.
The falling sycamore leaves outside the window occasionally brushed against the glass, making a slight sound, but it could not distract his attention at all.
"Today we're studying an excerpt from Romeo and Juliet." Zhang Meihua's voice suddenly softened, her deliberately slowed tone tinged with a hint of sweetness. "Which student would like to recite Juliet's monologue?"
The classroom was silent, with only the rustling sound of flipping test papers.
Ye Fanshuang frowned slightly and glanced at Ye Qingliu out of the corner of his eye - he still had his head down, not even his eyelashes fluttering, as if he had no interest in the interaction in the classroom.
"No one's taking the initiative?" Zhang Meihua sighed in mock disappointment, her lipstick-coated lips slightly pouting, but her eyes were fixed on Ye Qingliu. "Then... Mr. Ye, why don't you try?"
The whole class suddenly became so quiet that even the breathing could be heard clearly.
Ye Qingliu finally raised his eyes, and glanced at her coldly with his gray-blue eyes: "Teacher, this is the heroine's line."
His voice was not loud, but it was like a piece of ice falling into hot oil, causing a burst of suppressed laughter.
Zhang Meihua covered her lips with her hands and chuckled softly, her fingertips caressing her collarbone intentionally or unintentionally. "Oh, of course I know, but your pronunciation is so standard, everything you read sounds good."
She took two steps forward, the scent of perfume filling the air. "Just consider it a favor, teacher?"
Ye Fanshuang's nails dug silently into his palms.
She saw Zhang Meihua's eyes glued to Ye Qingliu like a snake, and that blatant covetousness made her stomach churn.
Zhang Meihua has never concealed her preference for boys.
During the question-and-answer session, when a boy gave an incorrect answer, she would lean forward slightly and say in a voice so gentle it could drip water: "It's okay, think about it again. I believe you can do it."
When the girl answered incorrectly, she just sneered: "How did you get into the elite class if you can't even do such basic questions?"
When handing out homework, she treated the boys differently. She would hand over the boys' papers herself, her fingertips barely grazing the backs of their hands; the girls' papers would be carelessly tossed on the table, sometimes even falling to the floor.
And Ye Qingliu is her "special privilege area".
"Mr. Ye, can you help me organize the courseware after class?"
"Mr. Ye, the teacher printed an extra copy of the competition materials, just for you~"
"Mr. Ye, do you have any unique insights on this question?"
The boys in the class were not surprised by this, and during breaks they would often tease: "Qingliu, is Teacher Zhang interested in you?"
Ye Qingliu always responded with one word: "Get lost."
The voice was as cold as the Siberian wind.
By the time of Thursday's English test, the only sound in the classroom was the scraping of pens across paper.
Zhang Meihua patrolled the aisle in her high heels and finally stopped beside Ye Qingliu.
She bent down, her chest almost touching his shoulder, and a lock of curly hair fell, brushing across his test paper.
"For this question..." She lowered her voice, her red lips almost touching the tip of his ear, "Choose C..."
The whole class was in an uproar.
Ye Fanshuang stood up suddenly, and the chair made a harsh sound on the floor: "Teacher, you are cheating."
Zhang Meihua's face froze, and then she sneered, "Student Ye, watch your words."
"Isn't it?" Ye Fanshuang looked at her directly, "You just hinted at Ye Qingliu's answer."
"I was just checking in," Zhang Mei said calmly. "But you, for suddenly interrupting the class, will have ten points deducted."
Ye Qingliu suddenly closed the test paper and said in a voice as cold as ice: "No need, I'll hand it in."
He stood up and left, not even glancing at Zhang Meihua. His slender figure passed through the classroom, bringing with it a gust of cool wind.
The bell rang and Zhang Meihua just walked out of the classroom, and the girls went into an uproar.
"Does she think we're blind? She almost sat on Ye Qingliu's lap!"
"Last time I asked her a question, she ignored me and turned around to smile at the boys like a flower!"
"I heard she was transferred from her previous school because of this kind of thing..."
Ye Fanshuang was packing his books silently when he suddenly heard a chuckle from the back row.
Bai Zhiye, Ye Qingliu's girlfriend, had just recently transferred to the top student class and was currently watching the fun with her chin in her hand.
She wore her hair in a high ponytail today, with the ends curled into playful arcs. Her school uniform jacket was casually draped over her shoulders, revealing a T-shirt with cartoon patterns underneath.
"Aren't you angry?" Ye Fanshuang couldn't help but ask.
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