Sweetheart, don't be shy (1)

"Jiang Ye, you've been lying in bed and can't get up, right?!"

"It's already so late, why don't you get up and go to class! If you don't wake up, I'll get someone to pry the lock open, believe it or not..."

The middle-aged woman's yelling and cursing voice passed through the heavy wooden door and reached Jiang Ye's ears on the bed.

The boy on the bed has a handsome face, as delicate as if he came out of a comic book, with fair and smooth skin and facial features full of clean youthfulness.

Hearing the urging voice outside the door, Jiang Ye opened his eyes impatiently, still sleepy.

He kicked the quilt in anger.

"What a sin I've been through, being woken up just after arriving in this new world."

After cursing in a muffled voice, Jiang Ye reluctantly got up from the bed.

Like a poor fellow with a strong body but a weak will, he slowly put on his shoes and stood up from the bed.

Inspire and get a group of people.

During this process, Jiang Ye quickly received the background transmission from the system's little daisy.

His original name was Jiang Ye, and he was an absolute poor student.

It would be fine if he wasn't a good student, but he was a well-known bully in school. He was fearless and often did bad things with his friends.

Even the biological parents find it difficult to accept such a naughty and "bad" child.

In particular, Jiang Ye has a childhood sweetheart who forms a sharp contrast with him——

Su Ci.

If Jiang Ye is the underground, then Su Ci is the sky.

If Jiang Ye is cow dung, then Su Ci is the flower.

Su Ci was a good student who always ranked first in his grade and was several tenths ahead of the second place.

The two parents are close friends, so Jiang's father and mother can't help but compare their two children.

Needless to say, this comparison is so obvious. Jiang Ye, who was already quite unsuccessful, became even more unsuccessful when compared with Su Ci's dazzling halo.

Because of this, the original Jiang Ye had never treated his childhood sweetheart Su Ci well.

He hated people like Su Ci, "other people's children".

In his eyes, a good student like Su Ci was just pretentious, artificial, and conservative like an old cadre in his teens.

It is conceivable that no matter how good-tempered Su Ci was, he would not have any good feelings towards people who disliked him.

So although the two of them seem to be childhood sweethearts who grew up together, they actually have very little personal relationship.

There is no emotion.

After receiving these messages, Jiang Ye also put on the black and white school uniform.

The school uniform makes the already clean Jiang Ye look even more youthful and clean, and the whole person instantly looks more youthful, like a bright star in the night sky, shining brightly.

Jiang Ye slung his schoolbag over one shoulder and opened the door in a hurry.

Jiang's mother stood at the door and glared at Jiang Ye in dismay. "Look, you're late again! Class starts at 8 o'clock now. If you hurry over, you might even be able to catch the bell. You're really promising!"

Seeing Jiang's mother's angry look, the 1.8-meter-tall Jiang Ye bent down and smiled at her cheekily.

"Mom, being angry all the time will make you old."

"You know you're still making me mad, you bastard, why don't you get back to class!"

Jiang's mother's temper has become even more irritable because of Jiang Ye's ignorance in recent years.

Looking at Jiang's mother's ferocious appearance, Jiang Ye pinched his nose awkwardly.

The next moment, he immediately fled from home and ran out.

As expected, what Jiang's mother said before was right. When Jiang Ye rushed to the classroom, the bell for the end of the first class rang.

Jiang Ye stood at the door of the classroom, his slender figure was unusually conspicuous.

The Chinese teacher stood on the podium, with several rows of chalk words written on the blackboard behind him and the book in his hand just closed.

Seeing Jiang Ye, the Chinese teacher's eyes were stunned.

The students in the audience all looked at Jiang Ye who arrived late.

Except Su Ci.

Su Ci buried his head, writing something seriously. With his slender white fingers, a jet-black pen, and his meticulous school uniform, he looked like a serious academic master at first glance.

He wore a white shirt under his school uniform with the top button fastened, but the delicate outline of a clavicle could be vaguely seen on his exposed fair skin.

Strict and distant.

The attitude is indifferent.

"Why don't you come a little later, after all your morning classes are over?" The Chinese teacher adjusted his glasses and said critically.

Jiang Ye is the school bully.

In order to fit in with his character, he said back without any politeness, "There's no other way. If I don't wake up, my mother will find someone to pick the lock."

I don’t know which student started laughing first, but the Chinese teacher looked very unhappy.

She pointed outside the door and yelled angrily, "Just stand there until the end of the second period!"

Jiang Ye shuddered helplessly.

Just stand.

It's not the first time.

It's not easy to be a school bully and do whatever I want. I can't waste this great opportunity.

He also wanted to live a free and easy life.

The bell for the second class rang soon, and Jiang Ye stood at the door as the Chinese teacher asked him to do, and never went in.

The Chinese class was boring, so Jiang Ye simply used his peripheral vision to look at Su Ci who was sitting in the audience.

Su Ci was a good-looking man, not just good-looking in the ordinary sense. His facial features could withstand the most rigorous scrutiny. Each of his facial features, viewed separately or in combination, was impeccably refined and elegant.

Especially that faint aura of strict abstinence, like a small white flower that grows out of the mud without being stained, always making people want to play with it.

Jiang Ye felt an itch in his heart.

I can't help but want to tease such a serious academic master.

Perhaps it was because Jiang Ye's gaze was too long and intense, Su Ci, who had been paying full attention in class, sensed something slightly.

Out of human instinct, Su Ci's calm dark eyes moved gently from the blackboard to the slender figure outside the door, and there was peace in his eyes.

And Jiang Ye met Su Ci's gaze without any concealment.

He even deliberately gave a wicked smile.

The golden glow of the morning sun shines on Jiang Ye's profile. That smile is dazzling and colorful under the golden light, but because of the evilness of its owner, it has a sense of being a little devil.

His gaze paused for a moment.

The next moment, Su Ci didn't care. He remained calm and continued to cast his cold gaze back at the blackboard. There was still no emotion on his calm face, and he had a kind of indifference that kept people at a distance.

He looked so cold and serious, as if he didn't take Jiang Ye's prank seriously at all.

A sense of frustration arose in Jiang Ye's heart.

Su Ci is not even willing to look at him a few more times?

Even if it was just a glance, there should at least be some emotion in the eyes. The glance just now was like looking at air, without any emotion at all.

Tsk, this man looks so boring...

"Ding ding ding ding", the bell for the end of the second class rang, and Jiang Ye's sense of frustration disappeared. He raised his shrugging head, ignored the teacher who was still emphasizing the key points, and strode to the last row in the classroom.

Jiang Ye put his schoolbag into the desk in a casual manner.

The next moment, he fell on the desk, buried his head in his arms and fell asleep.

I felt so sleepy after standing and listening to a Chinese class.

Since you are the school bully, no one will care about your sleep.

very nice.

After the second class, it was time to do eye exercises first, then radio exercises. At this time, each class would have a discipline committee to supervise everyone.

The disciplinary committee member stood on the podium and immediately saw Jiang Ye violating the rules in the corner. He swallowed timidly.

I want to wake Jiang Ye up and do eye exercises with everyone.

However, due to Jiang Ye's tyranny, he did not dare to speak.

The disciplinary committee member looked at squad leader Su Ci with embarrassment.

Su Ci followed the disciplinary committee member's gaze, slowly turned his head, and glanced coldly at Jiang Ye who was sleeping in the corner.

He stood up gracefully, stretched out his long straight legs, and walked leisurely to the corner, to Jiang Ye's position, and stopped in front of Jiang Ye.

The knuckles are distinct, and the white, slender fingers are slightly bent.

Su Ci knocked on Jiang Ye's desk with his knuckles, making a "click" sound, neither light nor heavy.

Jiang Ye woke up.

There was clearly no unusual sound, but the cold breath that came quietly was like frost covering him, suddenly waking him up.

Jiang Ye raised his head stiffly and was caught off guard and fell into Su Ci's deep eyes.

He slowly came back to his senses and asked casually,

"What?"

Su Ci lowered his long, thick eyelashes, his pupils were dark and lifeless, and he said lightly, "Do eye exercises."

The tone was businesslike, cold and distant.

Not even a word of courtesy.

Jiang Ye smiled lazily as if he had heard something funny, "Do you think I'm the kind of person who can do eye exercises?"

"Then record it, tell your class teacher, and let him notify your parents."

Obviously, it is the kind of words that students hate the most.

But because of Su Ci's incomparable beauty and charming voice, these words sounded like an unshakable sense of oppression.

Jiang Ye was stunned and frowned, "Are you bored? It's just an eye exercise, and you sued the teacher. Aren't you childish?"

His dissatisfaction did not lead to Su Ci's retreat.

Su Ci calmly took out a small notebook.

Jiang Ye saw three conspicuous words written on the outside of the notebook - Demerit Book.

As far as I can remember, this was a notebook that the homeroom teacher gave to Jiang Ye, asking him to record the names of students who violated class rules.

It must be submitted once a week.

Every week the head teacher would look for the parents of the students listed in the notebook and have interviews with them.

It can be said to be a very intimidating little notebook.

When Jiang Ye thought about the time when the head teacher would look for his parents and there was a tigress in his family, he couldn't help but get a headache.

He suddenly reached out and grabbed Su Ci's sleeve.

Two white fingers tightly grasped the sleeve of Su Ci's school uniform, and accidentally brushed Su Ci's smooth wrist.

Jiang Ye looked at Su Ci, "Don't... You know my mother's character. Since we grew up together, just turn a blind eye."

Su Ci pulled his hand out lightly and glanced at Jiang Ye expressionlessly, "Then let's do the exercises."

Jiang Ye gritted his teeth and said, bullshit Su Ci.

It's so fucking boring.

He threw his hands aside and put them on his eyes.

He muttered unhappily, "He is just taking advantage of his superiors."

Su Ci did not argue with Jiang Ye, but before leaving Jiang Ye's place, he said calmly,

"It's the third quarter."

"Your posture in the second quarter was also wrong."