Chapter 2 Poor Student 2 Poor Poor Student
The boy's voice was crisp and his pronunciation was clear.
The sunlight from outside the window shone on his body through the glass, his black hair was shining, and the warm light made his almond-shaped face look even whiter. His drooping long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his pink lips gently opened and closed as he spoke.
The whispers that were originally there completely quieted down the moment Wu Lan opened his mouth. Until he finished reading the paragraph and sat down, the time in the classroom seemed to have been snapped and started to flow again.
The teacher at the podium paused, coughed lightly, and then continued explaining the course.
Wu Lan was completely unaware of the unnatural feeling lingering in the classroom. His heart was still trembling because the teacher called his name, and his palms were still cold.
After pausing for a few seconds, he gently pushed the book in front of him towards Ji Li and whispered a thank you to him.
"Thank you for what I did just now, classmate."
His voice was so soft and small that it was quickly blown away by the breeze coming in from the window, but Ji Li caught it tightly in his ears.
This soft voice repeated many times in his head.
His eyes were uncontrollably locked on the boy's face. His black, round, pearly eyes smiled at him, and his small mouth was slightly pursed under his straight nose. He looked as pure as an angel in the sunlight, making people want to get closer.
Ji Li's throat rolled up and down unconsciously, the hand holding the pen suddenly tightened, and the sports watch on his wrist vibrated slightly, giving a warm reminder that his heart rate was too fast.
The gentle reminder was completely ignored.
At this time, Ji Li seemed to have finally had a legitimate opportunity to stare at Wu Lan. He stared at her seriously and carefully, not realizing that his rude stare made Wu Lan feel creepy.
Wu Lan took a deep breath in her heart.
Seeing that Ji Li did not respond to his thanks, he clenched his hands hanging at his sides nervously, not daring to meet the other party's slightly aggressive eyes. He could only lower his head like a little quail and purse his lips.
【I am indeed not likable.】
The lost tone and drooping shoulders make him look like a lost little animal.
Seeing this, 2720 said in a somewhat awkward voice, "It's just that this character is not pleasing. It has nothing to do with you."
Wu Lan said that he was barely comforted. After that, he did not look at Ji Li again, so he naturally did not notice the obvious regret on the other's face.
The next moment passed quickly and the bell rang for the end of get out of class.
The classroom became noisy again. The students who were going to use this classroom for the next class were already waiting at the door. They came in and occupied their seats as soon as the teacher announced the end of get out of class.
Wu Lan lowered his head and packed his things. He stood up and just walked out of the classroom when his wrist holding the backpack was suddenly grabbed by a big hand from the side.
The other party's movements were a little hasty, and he accidentally failed to control his strength, and a faint red mark immediately appeared on his fair wrist.
Keeping in mind the lesson learned from Ji Li in 2720, Wu Lan froze.
"Are you leaving?"
Ji Li's attitude was not as fierce as Wu Lan thought, and there was even some strange emotion in his voice. "I mean, we haven't met yet..."
"Brother Li, why don't you leave?"
"It's almost time."
Wu Lan looked in the direction of the voice and saw three tall boys walking towards them, one of them with a basketball hanging on his arm.
Taking advantage of Ji Li's pause, he wanted to pull his hand back, but was held even tighter.
Ji Li was dissatisfied with being interrupted by several people before he could finish his words. He glanced at them impatiently. He wanted to get angry but was worried that Wu Lan was right next to him.
Restraining his displeasure, he looked at Wu Lan again and found that the boy, who was only as tall as his chest, looked at him timidly. His watery eyes seemed to be filled with tears, and he looked extremely pitiful.
Ji Li subconsciously released the shackles on Wu Lan.
Holding her reddened wrist, Wu Lan looked at the tall and strong Ji Li in front of her, and then at the several tall boys who walked straight towards him and surrounded him, and her heart felt cold.
He felt like a little chicken trapped in a circle, about to be taught a lesson in the next second.
He wanted to retreat, but when he did, he bumped into Ji Li's solid body, and his warm hand naturally rested on his shoulder. In the blink of an eye, he was swept along by them, and walked a few steps forward.
There's no escape.
Several tall, handsome young men gathered around a white wall, with a petite, fair-skinned, dark-haired boy standing in the middle. Their presence and movements alone made it look like a miniature school bullying scene.
Wu Lan thought so too.
He swallowed and felt extremely regretful that he had offended Ji Li. If he could go back to the beginning, he would definitely not sit next to Ji Li.
"What are you afraid of?"
The already fair and beautiful face lost its color, and the boy's trembling body was like a piece of fragile crystal ice, so fragile that it seemed like it would break at the slightest touch.
Ji Li finally discovered the problem.
With a sullen face, he told the other three people to leave quickly, completely ignoring the reluctance on their faces.
Without those people surrounding us, even the air flowed much more freely.
But Wu Lan still didn't dare to relax. He looked up at Ji Li, almost pressing his body against the wall, and the tips of his fingers that were clenched together began to turn white.
He bit his lower lip and pleaded with the other party pitifully: "Please don't lecture me, okay."
"I won't sit next to you anymore."
The softened voice made Ji Li's ears feel weak and hot. He looked at Wu Lan's watery black eyes that reflected his own figure, and his expression changed from confusion at the beginning to sudden enlightenment.
"Who said I wanted to teach you a lesson?!"
Ji Li's voice came out from between his teeth, and he wished he could pull out the person who was talking nonsense and beat him up.
His expression looked like he was mad at someone, and his fierce look made people want to stay away from him.
The young man standing nearby holding a basketball nudged the person next to him with his elbow, confused: "What's wrong with Brother Li?"
"Don't worry about him for now. Didn't you see the little boy in front of him? He's about to cry out of fear."
The young man wearing a sweat-absorbing headband kept his eyes on Wu Lan. "Why haven't I seen him in school before? I will definitely not forget this look if I see him."
He wiped his nose with his fingers and smiled: "And he seems to have a fragrance on him, which is quite pleasant."
"I smell it too!"
This time, the person who spoke lowered his voice: "I wanted to get closer and smell it, but Brother Li saw me. He looked at me with a fierce expression, as if he wanted to eat me alive."
"So who is he?"
The three of them shook their heads to indicate they had never seen him. Seeing that Ji Li seemed to want to reach out and grab the bewildered boy, the young man holding the basketball quickly pointed out the window and shouted, "Brother Li, Yan Gui from the school team is over there. Let's go too."
"Yeah, it's game time."
Ji Li, who had just spoken a few words to Wu Lan, gritted his teeth. He casually glanced at Yan Gui outside the window and asked unnaturally, "Are you coming to see me, uh, watch us play basketball?"
It was his first time inviting someone, and his tone was stiff and awkward.
Wu Lan looked at the young man who had walked away outside the window, was stunned for a moment, and then slowly nodded.
...
The court was already packed with people.
Wu Lan was placed by Ji Li on a bench nearby. He held his backpack and silently shifted his gaze from Ji Li who was talking to his teammates to the opponent's area.
Looking at the stern young man with a red wristband on his hand, he silently recited the other person's name in his heart.
Strict return.
2720 [Yan Gui, one of the protagonists of this world, is the only heir to the Yan family and also your new roommate.]
He has a cold personality and is indifferent to everything. He doesn't usually stay in school, but his status and good looks make him very well-known in school and he has followers everywhere.
After the Wu family went bankrupt, you sought his help, but he completely ignored you. You harbored resentment and resorted to various tactics to destroy Yan Gui, but ultimately failed.
2720 added, "The system has just released the first task, which is to make Yan Gui lose the game."
Wu Lan tilted his head, his eyes somewhat blank.
【This mission is so difficult.】
Looking at the teammates surrounding Yan Gui and the coach who was repeatedly instructing him, Wu Lan felt that Yan Gui's strength should not be underestimated. With his ability, he seemed unable to affect the opponent's performance.
"You think of a solution first." 2720 said, "Because this is the first mission, there won't be any penalty even if you fail."
With the system's words, Wu Lan felt much less stressed.
He was thinking seriously about a solution, and with his head lowered, he didn't notice that almost everyone present had their eyes on him.
There was only one person sitting on the orange bench: the young boy.
He was slender, with handsome features. His black hair and fair complexion made him stand out among the tall, tanned boys. He sat quietly, his backpack in his arms, his head bowed. His two shapely, white legs pressed together beneath his knee-length shorts, looking quite well-behaved.
The huge fan next to her was turning, blowing Wu Lan's hair, revealing her slender white neck and slightly pink earlobes.
Why are you so white?
Although Ji Li was also listening to the coach, his eyes were always glancing at Wu Lan.
He has always been very sensitive to sight and soon discovered that he was not the only one staring at Wu Lan.
After looking around with a little dissatisfaction, Ji Li moved his position calmly and used the teammates around him to block other people's view of Wu Lan.
"Tsk, it's blocked again."
Song Yicheng's words caught Yan Gui's attention. He looked up at him and raised his eyebrows and asked, "What have you been looking at since just now?"
"Brother Yan, I found out they brought a new person here."
As he spoke, Song Yicheng pointed in Ji Li's direction, his excitement barely concealed: "The one surrounded in the middle is small, pale, and has a small face."
Song Yicheng's adjective made Yan Gui frown. He looked away without any interest and said calmly while adjusting his wristband, "There are three minutes left before the show starts. Let's warm up."
Song Yicheng nodded and said "hmm" in response, but his footsteps drifted towards the opposite side.
When the game officially started, Yan Gui saw Song Yicheng floating back, looking back every few steps in a daze in the direction of the orange bench.
"Brother Yan, I know who he is."
Song Yicheng walked back and leaned against Yan Gui, saying the name he had just found out.
"Wu Lan?"
I remember that my new roommate this semester also had the same name, but he was always on leave and I had never met him in person.
Thinking of this, Yan Gui finally looked over.
The young man who had been sitting with his head down happened to raise his head at this moment, and their eyes met.
The pretty, fair little face appeared clearly in Yan Gui's sight. The black hair blown by the fan covered half of the face, making the already small cheeks even smaller. Only the pair of pearl-like eyes were sparkling.
I don’t know if it’s because of the fan, but Yan Gui seemed to smell a faint and pleasant fragrance.
Wu Lan didn't expect to meet Yan Gui's eyes.
He hadn't figured out a way to make his opponent lose the game. Looking at the other party's stern eyes, he turned his head away a little nervously and looked away.
"What are you looking at?"
Ji Li, who had been paying attention to Wu Lan, suddenly raised his eyebrows. After knowing that the person who had just looked at Wu Lan was Yan Gui, he immediately felt an indescribable dissatisfaction and inexplicable sense of crisis.
Driven by this inexplicable feeling, he uttered something that even he himself couldn't understand:
"Wu Lan, you came to watch me play basketball."
"You are not allowed to look at others."
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