When Li Miao walked into the class, there were already quite a few people inside. Apart from the three special admittees who had gotten in through the exam, everyone else was an old acquaintance from the junior division.
Li Miao clearly noticed that the entire class fell silent for a moment the instant he stepped through the door.
Impressive.
He had still underestimated how arrogant and overbearing his original self had been.
“Brother Li, over here.” Ji Zhou slid all the way to the very back of the class, pulled a special admittee off the seat, and sat in one chair while using his backpack to occupy the other.
“Your feng shui throne.”
With an exaggerated motion, Ji Zhou brushed the dust off the desk, pointed at the sunlight falling on it, and said, “Great sunlight!”
Perfect for sleeping.
He pointed at the window. “Great view!”
Convenient for keeping an eye on the dean.
Then he pointed at the back door. “Convenient transportation!”
Convenient for skipping class.
The two special admittees stood there nervously, at a loss what to do.
Before they had even entered A class, they had heard that this bunch of young masters and young ladies was hard to get along with. After entering the class, they had deliberately chosen the corner seats. Could it be… they still couldn’t escape the school-bullying routine?
Just when the two special admittees were utterly despairing, that noble young master with golden hair finally walked over slowly.
The backpack hung slanted behind him, his movements lazy, peach-blossom eyes slightly lowered, as if he still hadn’t woken up.
A beautiful demon.
Li Miao glanced at the seat, then lifted his head to study the two special admittees, his expression unreadable.
The two special admittees were so nervous that cold sweat was practically about to pour down. Their minds were full of the rumors they had heard about the A class bully who lorded it over the weak and treated human life lightly.
The most outrageous rumor of all said that Li Miao was actually a real demon, and that every month he had to be offered a human life as a sacrifice before he would stay calm.
“What are you afraid of? It’s not like I eat people.” Li Miao looked at the two people who were shaking like leaves and felt baffled.
“You can hear my thoughts!?” Lin Shi suddenly looked up in terror.
Li Miao: ?
Were this year’s special admittees mentally ill or something?
He pointed at the empty seats in the front row. “Go sit over there.”
“Huh?”
“Haven’t you heard?” Li Miao raised a brow. His pale hand rested casually on one special admittee’s shoulder as the corner of his mouth lifted. “The back row is reserved for ignorant and uneducated spoiled rich boys like us to sleep in. Good students like you should go study hard up front.”
Lin Shi was dazzled for a moment by Li Miao’s suddenly enlarged face. He was so good-looking… no! What did the A class bully just say? He wanted them to study hard?
Was this really the same Li Miao that everyone hated to the bone?
“Besides… we don’t study because we can go home and inherit the family fortune. Why are you competing with us for the back row? Are you waiting to graduate and pick up trash?”
In the next second, Li Miao used that angelic face of his and his most casual tone to drive a knife straight into Lin Shi’s heart.
Lin Shi: …
Confirmed. This was Li Miao.
When Shen Yu reached the doorway with a grim face, this was what he saw.
The two special admittees were terrified, their fingers tangled in the hems of their clothes. Li Miao, meanwhile, looked completely unfazed, acting like they were good friends.
Shen Yu’s gaze paused for two seconds on Li Miao’s hand resting on Lin Shi’s shoulder. It was slender and long, with clearly defined knuckles, but not rough; it was like fine warm jade.
But… flirting around. Old habits die hard.
Li Miao was sensitive to gazes and immediately noticed the one stuck on him.
Cold and damp.
The moment Shen Yu stepped into the class, he met Li Miao’s smiling eyes, which clearly spelled trouble.
He paused, then turned around and left.
He’d better come back after class started. He had no idea what bad idea Li Miao was brewing.
Li Miao raised a brow, the smile at the corner of his mouth deepening.
Just then, Shen Xingze walked in with a dark expression. The moment he looked up, he saw Li Miao smiling at him.
Hah, how about that? Shen Xingze sneered inwardly. As he’d said, how could Li Miao possibly give up so easily?
In the past, because they were classmates, he had always forgiven Li Miao. But this time, Li Miao’s behavior of trying to attract his attention had gone too far.
His expression, which had only just softened, sank again. This time, he would absolutely never forgive Li Miao!
Li Miao watched Shen Xingze’s ever-changing expression and yawned.
What was this deadbeat thinking about now?
The heroic deed Li Miao had just pulled off hadn’t spread through the class yet, so Shen Xingze walked straight to his usual seat and sat down.
Shen Xingze had been the A class monitor since the junior division, and his seat was also the best one: dead center in the third row.
Li Miao stared at his watch and counted silently, 『Three… two… one!』
The next second, exclamations broke out all over the class.
“Wow! So handsome!”
“Is that a special admittee? This year’s special admittees are this good-looking?”
Li Miao looked up at an unhurried pace. At the door stood a boy with light brown hair, a freckled round face, and a shy, timid expression, like a small cat afraid of strangers.
Li Miao sized up Jiang Luo without restraint. So this was the original novel’s bottom?
He wasn’t even as good-looking as me.
He poked Ji Zhou in front of him. “Hey, do you think he’s good-looking?”
“Who?” Ji Zhou turned to look at the doorway, then turned back, his features scrunching up. “Pretty average, I guess.”
Li Miao nodded. His brother really did have good taste.
Shen Yu’s taste, on the other hand, was no good.
Jiang Luo could hardly contain his excitement.
He had really returned to the very beginning of everything!
This time, he hadn’t saved Shen Yu. In fact, to make sure he could avoid Shen Yu, he had even taken a long detour home.
As for Shen Yu’s life or death? Jiang Luo felt a brief pang of guilt, then consoled himself… if he asked someone else to save Shen Yu, what if Shen Yu found out the truth and came looking for him again!
Every man has his fate.
If heaven had decreed that Shen Yu could live, then someone else would definitely go save him! If heaven had decreed that Shen Yu was going to die here… then there was nothing he could do.
With Shen Yu out of the way, this time he could finally be together with Brother Xingze smoothly and without any trouble!