Jian Yiying shifted her body to look back and coughed awkwardly twice.
She wanted to get Guan Shengye's attention, but found that he wasn't paying attention to her at all.
Guan Shengye was resting his chin on one hand, his eyes shining as he looked at his deskmate—that incredibly handsome boy.
He possessed fair skin that Jian Yiying envied and was jealous of, as tender as pudding, and his lips were pale pink, gleaming with an alluring sheen that tempted one to kiss them.
Jian Yiying has seen many handsome men, and Guan Shengye goes without saying.
His two brothers, Song Nan and Kong Yu, are both exceptionally handsome.
But Yi Mu's beauty defied gender norms, making it impossible to feel disgust or compare oneself to him; even a glance at him would evoke feelings of inferiority.
Jian Yiying bit her lip and turned her gaze back to Guan Shengye's face.
He probably didn't realize how smitten he was.
Like honeybees finding a flower, or painters appreciating masterpieces, their eyes reveal fervor and obsession.
Jian Yiying had never seen Guan Shengye smile since she met him.
He is the heir of the elite sect, an outstanding junior who is highly regarded by the elders and seniors of the family.
From junior high school onwards, he followed his father to various occasions, and everyone called him Young Master.
He is still young, but he already has a group of fervent supporters who call him Brother Sheng.
He rarely smiled, not to intimidate his subordinates, but because he was naturally lacking in smiles. Sometimes even Song An and Kong Yu couldn't understand what he was thinking.
They told Jian Yiying not to easily test Guan Shengye's patience.
Because he had a terrible temper, he was capable of holding a gun to his father's head when he got angry.
They were all right, except for one thing: Guan Shengye wouldn't laugh.
Jian Yiying had known Guan Shengye for three months, and she had never seen him smile at anyone.
She tried everything she could, but all she got in return was Guan Shengye's cold and indifferent response. He just told her to get lost and stop bothering him.
But why is it that on the very first day that Yi Mu became Guan Shengye's deskmate, Guan Shengye showed such a gentle side?
Yi Mu felt a strong gaze fixed on him, which made him very uncomfortable.
He looked up and met Jian Yiying's eyes, which were filled with jealousy and hatred.
Jian Yiying was surprised that he would look up, so she quickly changed her expression and stared at his face with admiration and longing.
"Class monitor, your handwriting is so beautiful. Have you practiced it specifically?"
Yi Mu glanced down at his homework.
It's just ordinary regular script penmanship, something most people can write, nothing amazing about it.
However, Jian Yiying's expression just now made Yi Mu suspect that the original owner might have known Jian Yiying before.
They met for the first time today and have only exchanged three sentences so far. There's no reason for them to offend Jian Yiying.
He suppressed the probing look in his eyes and gave a gentle smile: "I just copied a couple more calligraphy books. If you're interested, I can tell you my name."
Jian Yiying noticed that Guan Shengye's face was gradually turning cold.
She turned around, picked up the homework book, and spread it out in front of Yi Mu, her attitude particularly affectionate.
"Class monitor, can you take a look at my handwriting? Is it salvageable?"
Yi Mu, unaware of her ulterior motives, scrutinized her intently for a while.
Unable to go against my conscience, I could only subtly suggest, "You need to practice more and improve your posture first."
Jian Yiying wasn't stupid; as soon as she heard Yi Mu's words, she knew that her handwriting didn't meet his standards.
She thought her handwriting was pretty good, and her teachers at school always praised it, but she never expected that Yi Mu would say that she couldn't even pass the basic form test.
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