The sound of reciting in the classroom came to an abrupt halt.
Everyone watched Shen Weiyue move his books, then watched him shift his chair over. Only then did it dawn on them—Sect Master Yue was going to sit with the campus belle, Zhao Qingyan!
Impressive.
Was Yue Buqun planning to reverse-train the Sunflower Manual and grow that thing back or what?
Instead of envy, the boys felt admiration for Shen Weiyue’s courage.
Zhao Qingyan was indeed the campus belle of No.1 High School, but hardly any boys dared to pursue her.
First, she was simply too beautiful, to the point that others felt inferior in comparison.
Second, she was a top-tier genius, carrying the school’s hopes for elite universities. She was under key protection, the kind of person who could walk into the dean’s office without even needing to announce her name.
On top of that, she had a bad temper. Always cold as ice, with an expression like the whole world owed her money. One wrong move, and she’d report you to the teacher, charging you with “disrespect” and making you stand on stage to write a self-criticism.
With a beauty like that, the boys of Class 6 weren’t unwilling—they simply didn’t dare.
Looking at it this way, Yue Buqun was a real man!
As Shen Weiyue calmly sat down beside Zhao Qingyan’s seat, Ye Lingtao finally snapped out of his daze and exclaimed, “Damn, Brother Yue, what are you doing? When you said you lost your freedom, you meant sitting next to Zhao Qingyan?”
“Old Demon Han arranged it. What can I do?”
“That seat’s a pain in the ass.”
“It is, but I’ll still sit. Zhao Qingyan isn’t some kind of monster.”
“You’re going to die.”
“Not that serious. Just endure it for 100 days, then I’m free.”
As the two exchanged words, the classmates all looked at Shen Weiyue with meaningful expressions. Several guys even gave him a thumbs-up.
Ye Lingtao’s concern wasn’t unfounded.
Before long, Zhao Qingyan walked back in, her brows tightly furrowed. The swing of her ponytail felt like a noose prepared just for Shen Weiyue.
Shen Weiyue stepped aside to make room. She returned to her seat and, in the next second, took out a pencil sharpener and drew a line across the desk.
“This is the boundary. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
Not only was she damaging school property, but she also threatened him with a cold face.
Sunlight streamed in through the window, illuminating the fine, soft hairs at the back of her neck beneath her high ponytail. Even in her school uniform, her elegance couldn’t be concealed.
“Alright.”
Shen Weiyue nodded in agreement.
He didn’t pay her much attention and began memorizing English words from his textbook.
Zhao Qingyan endured it for a while, her brows knitting tighter and tighter, before finally reminding him, “Can you keep your voice down? And don’t repeat the same word over and over.”
“Uh, that’s how people like me study. If I don’t repeat it, how am I supposed to remember?” Shen Weiyue replied without even looking up.
“You’re affecting me. I really don’t like having a desk mate.”
“I didn’t arrange this. Go find Old Demon Han… I mean, the teacher. He insisted you’re focused and wouldn’t be affected.”
“You…”
Zhao Qingyan was clearly irritated. Her chest rose and fell rapidly as she took a few deep breaths to calm herself.
“Are you sure you want to sit here?”
“I’m just a student. How could I go against a teacher? Especially a homeroom teacher like Old Demon Han. I have no choice.”
“…”
Hearing that, Zhao Qingyan fell silent for a moment. Perhaps she felt it was unfair to vent her anger on him, so she restrained herself and said calmly, “Fine. You can sit here for now, but I have one requirement. I hope you can follow it.”
“Go ahead.”
“Don’t disturb me in class. Don’t cross the desk line. Don’t snore during lunch break. Don’t bring breakfast to your seat. Don’t let your clothes smell like sweat. Don’t take off your shoes in class. Don’t whistle. Don’t shake your legs…”
Shen Weiyue couldn’t help but look up at her. One requirement? This was a whole list.
And some of these were way too much. Even the women he had met through matchmaking in his previous life hadn’t made such outrageous demands.
This kind of humiliating treaty—being controlled by a wife after marriage wouldn’t be much worse.
Just as he was about to object, he caught a trace of cunning in her eyes. It was subtle, but how could it escape Shen Weiyue’s sharp perception?
“That’s all?”
“For now. If you fail any one of them, I’ll report you to Teacher Han and have you punished.”
Seeing Shen Weiyue frown slightly, Zhao Qingyan pressed further, “Teacher Han told me to supervise you. I’ll watch your every move. You’d better not lose focus for even a second, or you’ll be scolded.”
After saying that, she quietly waited for his response, though the anticipation in her eyes was impossible to hide.
This girl was clearly waiting for him to complain or break down.
In the end, she was still just a young girl. Her cold exterior couldn’t hide her immature nature.
Shen Weiyue found it amusing. After deliberately pausing for a few seconds, his brows relaxed and he smiled. “Alright. Thank you for your supervision, Class Monitor. Let’s cooperate happily.”
He habitually extended his right hand.
“What are you doing? Who wants to shake hands with you!”
Zhao Qingyan froze for a moment, then smacked his hand with her pen, full of disdain. “Move it! I’ll add one more rule—you are not allowed to have any improper thoughts about me. And don’t stare at me and smile like an idiot.”
“…”
Shen Weiyue said nothing. He withdrew his hand, dropped his smile, and couldn’t be bothered with her anymore.
This campus belle was so narcissistic it was almost ridiculous. And she seemed to have a serious cleanliness obsession.
“Did you hear me?”
“…”
“Say something.”
“Mm.”
“Does that mean yes or no? Do you actually have other intentions?”
Zhao Qingyan’s gaze turned sharp. Shen Weiyue replied helplessly, “You’re too narcissistic. If it weren’t for Teacher Han’s arrangement, I wouldn’t sit with you even if something was wrong with my brain.”
Seeing her still doubtful, he added another blow, “Let me make one thing clear—I will never like you. I’ll treat you with the same respect I give my own mother.”
Zhao Qingyan hadn’t expected his words to suddenly become so sharp. The backlash hit her like internal damage.
Seeing that he lowered his head and resumed memorizing words—this time much quieter—she didn’t push further. Instead, she started her morning study in silence.
Her study method was unique. She didn’t read aloud, only memorizing silently while looking at the textbook.
Shen Weiyue felt genuine admiration.
No wonder in his previous life she first entered a top domestic university, then went on to Cambridge. A top student was truly different.
He had no intention of competing with her. A competent adult must recognize and accept his own limits.
If you’re meant for a mid-tier university, don’t delude yourself into dreaming of the very top.
For example, in his previous life, he attended an ordinary key university. In this life, if he corrected his bad habits and worked hard, perhaps with some natural ability and vague memory of exam questions, he might manage to get into a well-known 985 university.
But setting his goal as Jianghai University, part of the top C9 league, was already his limit. There was no way he could leap beyond that to the very top.
There was nothing shameful about recognizing your limits.
After signing this “treaty,” the two entered a state of peaceful coexistence.
Shen Weiyue focused on his studies, never crossing the line on the desk.
Naturally, Zhao Qingyan found no opportunity to lose her temper. She simply turned her head away with a tight expression, choosing not to look at him.
To the rest of the class, the scene somehow became harmonious.
The boys watched with complicated emotions. Only one thought echoed in their minds:
Zhao Qingyan, why aren’t you dealing with him? Aren’t you supposed to be a tigress?