Ou Minglang stood on the podium and smiled slightly: "Hello everyone, my name is Ou Minglang, and I hope to study hard with you all."
Just like his name suggests, Ou Minglang's smile is like the April sunshine.
The April sun isn't actually warm.
Ning Yuan could vaguely see the cold indifference in his eyes—a kind of aloofness that kept people at arm's length.
Besides, his aviator-style jacket and military green canvas trousers were clearly imported.
His shoes were Shanghai white canvas Warrior shoes, and this outfit alone shows that he has the right to be proud.
Ning Yuan discovered that he looked a lot like Lee Jong-suk, the actor she watched in a Korean drama decades later while she was doing housework.
His individual features aren't particularly refined, but when put together, they make him handsome.
Ou Minglang was like a male swan, instantly crushing all the boys into dust cakes—the kind that are utterly sloppy.
The girls were all stunned, and then almost all of them blushed.
In this remote little county town, you'd never seen such a stylish young man before.
Ning Yuan could almost hear the gasps of those around her; she knew this was the other student who had been admitted without examination.
But she remembered that Ou Minglang seemed to be from Shanghai, and she didn't understand why someone like him would come to study in a small county!
Even if he lived in the provincial capital in his previous life, how could he have been on a blind date with an ordinary worker like her?
She couldn't help but wonder about this unusual situation.
Ou Minglang seemed to be used to this kind of attention. He remained expressionless, but his gaze was fixed precisely on Ning Yuan.
When he saw Ning Yuan staring at him like everyone else, he curled his lips into a mocking smile.
Ning Yuan, with her keen senses, immediately frowned and looked down at her textbook with a blank expression.
She knew he was mocking the girls' infatuation.
It seems the other party misunderstood her as one of the infatuated ones. After all, even with a stunningly beautiful ice queen like Rong Zhaonan sleeping right next to her, she remained unmoved.
Besides, Ou Minglang is just an "Oppa".
"Alright, Minglang, find a seat and sit down." Ye Chengxin frowned unhappily at the reactions of his classmates.
With only three months until the college entrance exam, what are these female students doing?
Ou Minglang's gaze swept across the class, and the female students instantly tensed up, their hearts pounding.
They longed for him to sit next to them, yet they were also shy.
Lin Juanzi's eyes lit up, and she raised her hand immediately: "Student Ou, there's an empty seat next to me, why don't you sit down? I'm also a new transfer student, we can help each other and make progress together."
These days, people get shy when they make eye contact with boys, and couples holding hands in public will be reprimanded by red armbands for affecting social morals!
Kissing and hugging in the street is considered extremely immoral and will get you arrested.
The students were all taken aback by Lin Juanzi's audacity in openly recruiting Ou Minglang.
Ou Minglang glanced at Lin Juanzi, picked up his bag, and walked towards her.
Ye Chengxin frowned deeply.
In the first few years after the resumption of the college entrance examination, there was no such thing as early romantic relationships.
Many high school and university students were older because of the rural educated youth movement; they were already married, and some even had children before starting high school.
But Ou Minglang and Lin Juanzi are obviously flirtatious, making it impossible for the students in the class to concentrate on their studies!
If these two butterflies get together and don't harm others, she'd actually think it's a good thing.
Lin Juanzi was extremely pleased with herself when she saw Ou Minglang approaching. She knew that no one could resist her beauty.
With a charming smile in her eyes, she patted the table to her left, indicating that he could sit down.
But……
Ou Minglang did not sit down at the table to Ning Yuan's left, but instead sat down at the table to Ning Yuan's right, leaving an empty seat between him and Lin Juanzi.
Lin Juanzi's hand froze. What did he mean by that?
Ning Yuan was also startled and instinctively looked at the extra person next to her: "Why are you sitting here?"
What's that swan guy doing? She doesn't want him to be distracted by a bunch of admirers and affect her studies.
Ou Minglang didn't expect her to have this attitude. Wasn't she just staring at him in a daze?
He raised an eyebrow, tossed his backpack aside, and said, "I can sit wherever I want. What's wrong with that? Do you own this classroom?"
Ning Yuan frowned slightly: "..."
Why did she feel that he was hostile towards her?
This is the first time they've met in this life. Has she offended him?
Then, Ning Yuan felt Lin Juanzi's angry gaze, as if she had stolen her man.
she:"……"
Well, she knew it; this male swan would incur hatred.
Ning Yuan glared back without hesitation: "What are you looking at? If you like it, tell this swan to come sit at your place. What's it to me!"
Some women are just born to compete with each other—they only know how to bully other women. If anything goes wrong, it must be the fault of the vixen, not the fault of the man they've set their sights on.
This male swan isn't Lin Juanzi's man yet!
Ning Yuan's voice was very soft, but her obvious impatience and sarcasm made Lin Juanzi and Ou Minglang's faces darken.
Ning Yuan didn't care. Anyway, these two were inexplicably hostile towards her, so it didn't matter if she offended them.
In the English that Tang Lao taught me, it's like saying—Who cares!
"Ning Yuan!" Lin Juanzi, having lost face twice in front of the boy she liked, stood up angrily and pointed at Ning Yuan, ready to curse.
"Lin Juanzi, what are you doing? If you don't want to go to class, go stand in the corridor!" Ye Chengxin coldly reprimanded.
After being humiliated for the third time in ten minutes, Lin Juanzi's face turned a deep purplish-red, but she still forced herself to sit down.
Ye Chengxin pushed up his glasses and angrily slammed his pointer on the table.
"Listen up, all of you! This is the third graduating class since the resumption of the college entrance examination. It's like a thousand soldiers crossing a single-plank bridge, with an acceptance rate of only 5%!"
"If anyone wants to come to school to date, get out of school! I don't care if you want to give birth on the street!"
"Pfft..." The sharp words made the students in the classroom burst into laughter.
Everyone knows who we're talking about.
Ou Minglang was expressionless, while Lin Juanzi's pretty and dignified face looked like it had been dyed.
Ning Yuan nodded vigorously – Teacher Ye is awesome!
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