Chapter 11 Just looking at him is enough to make him...
Just then, Pei Ci's phone rang.
The person making the call was Lu Ran.
She didn't know if Lu Ran had been studying hard these past few days, but he was very proactive in calling and messaging her.
Pei Ci hung up immediately.
She then put her phone back in her pocket. Seeing that Ahn Eun-woo was looking at her, she looked up and stared at Ahn Eun-woo with her pale eyes. "What was Chairman Ahn saying just now?"
An Yinyou's lips moved slightly. "It's nothing."
We remained silent the entire way.
Pei Ci soon arrived at the School of Literature.
The counselor from the School of Humanities who was specifically in charge of Pei Ci had been waiting for a long time.
"You must be Pei Ci, right? I'm your advisor, my surname is Zheng." The young advisor said, "We were all thrilled to hear you were coming, and we all really want to be your friend."
"I'm happy too," Pei Ci said politely, her tone neither warm nor cold.
Very polite.
The counselor was very satisfied and led Pei Ci into the classroom. The classroom was large, and it fell silent almost as soon as Pei Ci entered. All eyes, male and female, were on Pei Ci, looking at this person who was so beautiful that she seemed to be shining.
"Alright, Pei Ci, although everyone already knows who you are, let me give you a brief introduction anyway," the teacher inside said with a smile.
Pei Ci nodded, walked to the podium, and took the small microphone the teacher gave her. She adjusted the microphone; sunlight shone on half of her cheek, making her skin appear translucent. Pei Ci finally adjusted the microphone, stepped slightly into the shadows, and her somewhat weak voice rang out:
"Hello everyone, I'm Pei Ci, a transfer student."
After saying that, she paused for a moment, and then said, "Because of illness, I went abroad for treatment during high school. This is my first time on a university campus."
"I don't have much experience, so I hope everyone will be kind to me."
After speaking, Pei Ci bowed politely.
After these words, the entire class fell silent for a few seconds, followed by thunderous applause. Once the applause subsided, several students volunteered to sit with Pei Ci.
Well, judging from today's entourage, I initially thought she would be another arrogant young lady. But aside from her somewhat cold expression, she was surprisingly polite and easy to talk to.
She is also exceptionally beautiful.
She has a non-aggressive appearance, delicate yet fragile, like a vase that might break at any moment. So people have to look at her carefully, hold her gently, and serve her with care. Because of this inexplicable feeling, she subconsciously speaks in a softer voice.
“Pei Ci, please sit here. My place is spacious and clean.”
"Come here, you'll be closer to the teacher."
"The lighting here is great, Pei Ci, would you like to sit here?"
Many students have already volunteered, mostly girls, but there are also some boys. A few of them started arguing, their faces turning red, but they didn't speak loudly, as they were worried that Pei Ci might be offended.
The teachers who taught this class were stunned. Were these really their students?
It's worth noting that during the last special admissions student's self-introduction, some people mocked and ridiculed them.
Pei Ci was unaware of her teacher's inner thoughts. Her gaze swept over the people one by one, before settling on the area near the trash cans in the back row.
The classrooms at Antal College are naturally clean and bright. The trash cans are changed almost every half day, and they contain at most scraps of paper or snacks left by the young masters and ladies, without any odor.
However, regions are all relative, and compared to other regions, this one naturally becomes less desirable.
So this area became the seating area for the specially admitted students.
Antal College has special admissions programs, mainly open to commoners, admitting students who are exceptionally talented in a particular area or who are granted admission for political reasons.
In other words, they are specially admitted students.
There were five specially admitted students in this class. They were also wearing the uniforms of Anta Academy, but their collars were faded and white from washing. Their heads were always down, like mice curled up in the dark, nervous, reserved, and inconspicuous. They were almost immediately distinguishable from the others.
Of course, this does not include the female lead.
Ye Qingyu's temperament was completely different from these specially admitted students. She was upright and neither humble nor arrogant, like a small white poplar standing tall in barren soil.
Of course, they are different from pampered noblemen and ladies.
She was completely out of place.
Pei Ci specifically chose this class to get closer to Ye Qingyu, but unfortunately, there were no empty seats next to Ye Qingyu. As a second choice, Pei Ci could only sit in the row in front of Ye Qingyu.
"May I sit here?" Pei Ci asked as she stepped down from the podium.
The round-faced girl who was asked the question paused for a moment, her gaze falling on Pei Ci's face. She breathed a little lighter and nodded dryly.
Pei Ci sat down.
Class began, and Pei Ci temporarily put aside her task and focused on her studies. The others, however, were completely focused on Pei Ci; almost every student in the class had their eyes on her.
Is this what a young lady from a top-tier wealthy family looks like?
Her temperament seems different from others.
As people watched, some became mesmerized, while others took out their phones to take photos and videos.
But the phone seemed unable to restore the young lady's beauty.
So someone quickly created a small group, which included almost everyone except the isolated special admission students and teachers.
"Who has the camera? I have a good angle, let me take the picture."
"Yes, yes, give it to me quickly."
"I have it, the latest model from the ShuoXin company, it can capture even the smallest strand of hair clearly."
"Hurry up and hand it over."
"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"
The teacher is giving a lesson on stage, while the students are engaged in a tense multi-person relay activity below the stage; everyone has their own tasks to complete.
However, during the delivery process, something went wrong, and by some twist of fate, the camera ended up on Ye Qingyu's table.
The expressions of the other students in the class changed drastically.
I was terrified that this mentally ill guy would do something unexpected.
Ye Qingyu looked at her phone for a moment, then sat behind Pei Ci and pressed the shutter button.
A faint white light appeared, and the girl who was studying diligently seemed to sense it. She turned her head slightly, and her gaze met Ye Qingyu's again. When she saw the camera in Ye Qingyu's hand, a look of surprise appeared on her indifferent face.
At that very second, Ye Qingyu pressed the shutter.
The girl's perfect beauty was captured in the camera.
Ye Qingyu tossed the camera away uninterestedly, and the girl who took it mouthed, "Can you be quiet now?"
The atmosphere was quiet and suffocating.
But indeed, nobody does such a boring thing anymore.
Because they have already taken the most perfect photo.
The photo quickly went viral on the forum.
Because it went viral, the photo's image post exploded, with a lot of people asking for the original, undamaged version.
The person who posted the message didn't reply.
The original image is only owned by me.
The class passed quickly, and Pei Ci closed her book, rubbing her brow with her fingers. She planned to rest for a bit before going to find Ye Qingyu.
However--
"Pei Ci, would you like some water?" It was her deskmate who spoke. The girl blushed and shyly handed her a water cup. "The cup is new, and it's filled with hot water."
Pei Ci shook her head. "I don't want to drink it for now."
"Oh, okay." The round-faced girl blinked after being rejected, but continued, "Pei Ci, my name is He Li. I'm glad you chose me to be your deskmate."
Can I add an SSL certificate to your system?
Pei Ci lowered her eyelids and remained silent, but eventually took out her phone and opened her SSL account. At this moment, seeing that Pei Ci hadn't refused, a group of bold girls approached her.
“Pei Ci, I heard you were coming. This is a necklace my dad specially bought in Kenya. I hope you like it.”
"This is a hair clip I made myself, Pei Ci, please don't mind it."
"I bought this scarf while traveling. I think this color suits Pei Ci very well."
“Pei Ci, I would also like to add your SSL.”
This wasn't Pei Ci's first time transferring schools. Last time she studied abroad, perhaps due to the language barrier, not many people initially spoke to her. But gradually, within a week, almost the entire class could greet Pei Ci fluently in Anta, and slowly, more and more people started talking to her.
Unexpectedly, such a grand scene unfolded upon my return to China.
There was almost no extra space around her; everywhere she looked were girls as beautiful as flowers. Although the girls chatted like little sparrows, their voices were soft and exceptionally gentle, as if they were afraid of startling Pei Ci.
Pei Ci's table was also covered with various gifts.
Almost every family prepares a special gift for Pei Ci's arrival, which their daughters present to this young lady.
Pei Ci is slightly more patient with girls, which stems from the care she received from more than half of the women during her treatment before and after transmigrating into the book.
She also remembers meeting a girl during her hospitalization.
"A-Ci, you are so beautiful, how could you get such a disease? It's such a pity."
"If I could, I'd really like to donate my heart to you. Hmm... let's try to be a match."
Pei Ci was usually quiet and reserved. She didn't think she was familiar with the bald, always chattering girl in the ward, but she could clearly see that the girl's eyes held an even deeper sadness than her own.
She was feeling sad for herself.
But they were just strangers.
"Why?" Pei Ci looked at her in confusion, not understanding why someone would give her their own organ.
"Because Aci is very pretty," the girl said. "Girls always like pretty things. Aci probably wants to survive too, right?"
Pei Ci lowered her eyes. "I don't know."
"Then you want to live." The girl's thin hand grasped hers. "I hope you can live a wonderful life."
Pei Ci remained silent.
The girl left after that.
Pei Ci didn't even know her name when she left.
However, when the nurse was making his bed, she left behind a novel.
After each girl finished chattering away, Pei Ci rubbed her temples and said, "Okay, thank you all for the gifts. I'm sorry, I didn't prepare any return gifts for you today."
"It's alright, it's alright."
"Is Pei Ci tired?"
Pei Ci: "A little bit."
"Then Pei Ci, please take care and get some rest."
The noble ladies left reluctantly, but their eyes still lingered on her, intentionally or unintentionally.
Originally, the family members wanted to get close to this Miss Pei, but they didn't expect Pei Ci to be so nice. Although she was a bit aloof, she had a good personality and didn't have the temper of a young lady.
The key point is that it's so beautiful.
Being around her makes the air smell sweet.
On the other side, some boys were also eager to try, but Pei Ci did not treat them well, politely and distantly refusing their attempts to curry favor.
After resting for a while, Pei Ci turned to the side and faced the table behind her.
Ye Qingyu, who was doing her homework at the desk behind her, paused when she saw Pei Ci looking over. Her reddish-brown eyes stared at her quietly.
Pei Ci extended her hand to her, "My gift."
Gift?
What gift?
Does this young lady think that every girl should give her a gift?
It's so obvious.
Ye Qingyu frowned. "No."
"You promised me."
"When did I—" Ye Qingyu was taken aback, suddenly remembering their meeting at the airport, where she had indeed agreed.
"I forgot."
"Oh." Pei Ci turned around, seemingly unconcerned after receiving the answer.
Ye Qingyu, however, felt annoyed.
Why does this young lady have so many temper tantrums?
Turning around, He Li, who had been observing Pei Ci, asked, "A-Ci, are you and Ye Qingyu very familiar with each other?"
"I know him," Pei Ci said after thinking for a moment. "He's a friend of mine."
He Li's expression changed. "A Ci, you just returned to the country and don't know, this special admission student looks completely different from what you see."
"She was already entangled with Lu Ran as soon as she arrived at school, and later she got into a complicated relationship with Jing Lin. She's very scheming, and nobody at school wants to hang out with her."
Just then, a person suddenly appeared at the door.
"Hello, may I come in?"
The speaker was Jing Lin. Due to school rules, he had changed out of his trendy clothes and into his school uniform, but the once-neat uniform looked crooked and odd on him. His once-red hair had been bleached to a light pink, and he had an eyebrow piercing and several ear piercings, though this time he wasn't wearing any jewelry. A sweet smile graced his fair skin.
"Alright, I'm coming in now. I wonder if Xiaoyu has been well protected by everyone today?"
Talking to himself, Jing Lin entered the classroom. He always had an unreliable smile on his face. When he walked up to Pei Ci, Jing Lin deliberately stopped.
"Wow, sister-in-law... Miss Pei is here too."
Pei Ci didn't speak, and Jing Lin didn't care. He seemed to be just saying hello and wasn't interested in Pei Ci. Then he sent Zhou Zhe away and sat down directly next to Ye Qingyu.
"Has Xiaoyu missed me?"
"See if I love you or not? I'm here today."
He completely ignored Ye Qingyu's cold face, showering her with sweet words one after another, making He Li feel disgusted. "Look, Aci. She's already hooked up with Jinglin."
"Yes, yes, Jinglin may be a womanizer, but he never makes the first move. He always flirts with people who like him. Now that he's hanging out with Ye Qingyu, isn't that just Ye Qingyu being indecent?"
"Aci, you shouldn't play with her."
“She is not one of us.”
Pei Ci remained silent.
Soon the second class began, and the teacher who came in was a man wearing glasses.
"Huh? What's Jinglin doing here?" The male teacher looked at Jinglin with some confusion. "I remember you're in the directing department, right? What are you doing here taking my class?"
The teacher's words were tactful, mainly to remind Jinglin that he had come to the wrong classroom.
However, whether Jinglin was shameless or genuinely unaware, he stood up with a smile and said, "It's just that the teacher's lecture was so wonderful that I couldn't help but want to stay and listen."
"Sigh." Jinglin sighed to himself, looking pitiful. "Teacher, don't you want me to audit the class?"
The teacher's lips twitched. "Alright, then you can sit here for now, and we'll continue the lesson."
With Jinglin joining the class, the students paid less attention to Pei Ci during this lesson.
Jinglin's posts also appeared on the forum.
—Good heavens, I know Jinglin has a knack for all sorts of things, but this is a bit much…
Below the post was a picture of Jing Lin's sweet and energetic smile, and Ye Qingyu listening attentively beside her.
—+1, I'm really speechless. Jinglin's girlfriends in the past have all been beautiful and lovely noble ladies, so how come he has taken a fancy to a poor special student this time?
—I'm not saying this to be mean, but even if you're used to delicacies and want something simpler, Ruan Qingqing from the special admissions program is clearly better than Ye Qingyu, at least she's a pretty girl.
—Yes, Ye Qingyu is tall and strong, like a tomboy, and Jinglin isn't afraid of being ridiculed by his ex-girlfriend.
—...But then again, another great beauty in the class was right in front of them, yet she remained completely unmoved.
—I was shocked too. If I were Jinglin, I wouldn't care if it was Ye Qingyu or Wang Qingyu. No one could compare to the school beauty in front of me.
—Speaking of which, Jinglin and Lu Ran get along so well, yet he doesn't call our school beauty "sister-in-law." Doesn't that also reflect Lu Ran's attitude?
—I'm really fed up with you guys. Those two are a perfect match, no amount of guessing will change anything!
The forum was buzzing with activity. Jinglin twirled his pen in his fingers, sometimes tapping Ye Qingyu's pen handle with it, and sometimes playing with Ye Qingyu's belongings. After a while, he didn't stop, brazenly picking up his phone and browsing the forum.
Then I immediately saw my own post on the forum.
The response was lukewarm?
I?
Seeing this, Jinglin couldn't help but laugh. He had the face of a handsome young man, and his smile was sweet, making him look very well-behaved. However, in reality, there was never any real joy in his eyes when he smiled.
His peripheral vision caught sight of the girl in front of him.
The girl stood upright, her jet-black hair falling naturally. Even from a distance of several tens of centimeters, he could smell the faint fragrance emanating from her.
If he weren't a child of the Jing family, if he had anything worth mentioning, he wouldn't be in this situation, so anxious about even liking something.
Damn, why is Lu Ran better at being born into a better family than him?
Thinking about it this way, Jinglin felt irritated.
Fortunately, this outcome isn't bad. At least if he can see the young lady often after she marries Lu Ran, and given Lu Ran's low emotional intelligence, he'll definitely seek his advice.
So why don't the three of them live together?
Although she is Lu Ran's wife in name only, she is his wife in spirit.
Thinking about it this way, Jinglin felt much better.
Moreover, although he didn't know why Cici was so interested in Ye Qingyu, a special student, as long as he pursued Ye Qingyu, he could bypass Lu Ran and have contact with Cici.
How can it not be considered adultery?
Jing Lin was completely convinced by himself. He met Ye Qingyu's eerie and somewhat terrifying gaze and even revealed a disgusting smile.
The class ended quickly, and Jinglin eagerly handed the invitation to Ye Qingyu.
He smiled meaningfully and deliberately spoke in a voice that Pei Ci could hear, "Baby, you'll be coming tonight, won't you?"
Jing Lin no longer cared about Ye Qingyu's expression; he only noticed the girl in the front row who was closing her book, and his body paused for a moment.
Miss, what are you going to do next?
No matter what you do, just looking at him is enough to send him to heaven.
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