Lin Yue didn’t understand what he meant at first.
It wasn’t until she noticed that the desks on both sides were covered with her practice test papers that she realized what Xie Yan Si was implying.
Was he subtly reminding her?
She never expected Xie Yan Si to have such a considerate side, one that cared about saving face for others.
Recalling where Xie Yan Si had sat in Class 10 yesterday, Lin Yue instinctively pulled the papers from the window-side desk over to her side, clearing a space for him.
As soon as she made this move, Lin Yue regretted it.
It was just that seeing Xie Yan Si’s face brought out childhood habits she didn’t even realize she still had.
When they were young, Xie Yan Si would give her whatever she liked. Gradually, she felt embarrassed and started doing the same for him.
Take those boxing gloves, for example. Who would have thought this habit would still be ingrained in her bones?
Seeing her action, Xie Yan Si curved his lips imperceptibly as he walked around behind Lin Yue.
Then, he stuffed his empty backpack into the desk drawer, sat down, slumped over the desk, and didn’t move again.
Lin Yue stared at the back of his head: “…”
She genuinely couldn’t figure out how someone as lackadaisical as Xie Yan Si had gotten into the experimental class.
Did he donate a school building or something?
Lin Yue nodded to herself.
That was the only plausible explanation.
After all, getting Xie Yan Si to study liberal arts was harder than reaching the heavens.
But as she nodded, she accidentally caught a glimpse of a glowing screen under Xie Yan Si’s desk.
He wasn’t asleep?
Lin Yue didn’t mean to invade his privacy, but the dazzling, colorful light was simply too eye-catching.
When she took a closer look:
“…”
Emmmmmm…
Pink, rainbow skirts, Barbie lipstick.
Lin Yue felt like the world had turned bizarre.
The most shocking part was that he was playing a female character!
His taste was unbelievably bad—purple lips paired with a white dress, topped off with black high heels.
Damn, even an old witch would call her “great-grandma” with that outfit.
Lin Yue wanted to criticize it.
But just as Xie Yan Si pressed the confirm button, the system displayed his score—100.
Congratulations on leveling up: Level 48
Lin Yue fell silent: “…”
That actually worked?
Lin Yue gave Xie Yan Si’s engrossed, game-addicted head a strange look.
She never would have dreamed that the rebellious Xie Yan Si would be into such sparkly dress-up games!
This was the first time she realized that in this lifetime, Xie Yan Si was into games like Shining Nikki!
Bizarre, truly bizarre.
The thing was, watching Xie Yan Si play in such an unconventional, eccentric way, she had to admit it looked pretty good.
After watching a few sets, Lin Yue felt her aesthetic sense was about to go haywire.
She quickly averted her gaze, her mind filled with flashy, gaudy outfits.
No, no, no. Lin Yue felt that if she didn’t do ten sets of practice problems to cleanse her brain today, she might end up in the neurology department for a consultation by evening.
Just as Lin Yue picked up her pen, Chen Feng, having finished explaining his course plan for the semester, called her name.
“Lin Yue.”
Lin Yue looked up.
Chen Feng said, “According to the experimental class tradition, the student with the highest score in the placement exam becomes the class monitor. Would you be willing to take on this role?”
Lin Yue had always served as class monitor at Rice, and the position came with certain privileges, so she didn’t refuse.
“I’ll give it a try, then,” Lin Yue said with a smile to her classmates and the teacher at the podium.
“If there’s anything I haven’t done well, I hope my classmates will help and remind me.”
Her tone was sincere, the dimples on her cheeks deepening. No one could resist such a sweet and gentle girl.
This reminded Chen Feng that she had just arrived at Chengbei No. 1 High School and might not be familiar with many things. To improve efficiency and not delay the students’ studies, he said, “Alright then, Fu Yi, you’ll be the vice class monitor and assist Lin Yue.”
Fu Yi had been class monitor for two years, but this was his first time serving as vice monitor. He responded with good grace, “Yes, teacher.”
Chen Feng continued, “That’s settled then. There’s not much time left in this class, so you may study on your own.”
As Chen Feng was about to leave, he remembered something and glanced toward the last row. “Fu Yi, later, take Lin Yue to the conference room to submit the class registration form. I left it on the podium. Also, show her around the senior high school area while you’re at it.”
Fu Yi replied, “Alright.”
As soon as Chen Feng left, the bell rang for the end of class within ten minutes.
Fu Yi took advantage of these few minutes to list out the responsibilities of the class monitor on a draft notebook.
Instead of immediately taking Lin Yue to the conference room, he discussed with his deskmate and moved their table closer to Lin Yue’s.
The efficiency of a top student was always impressive.
“This is the weekly duty roster for the school gate. On the second Monday of every month, the class monitors of each class must attend a meeting in the conference room. This is the library key. You can enter the library freely during designated hours, but you must clock in…”
Lin Yue hadn’t expected the class monitor of the advanced class to have so many responsibilities.
As she looked at the long list of tasks, her first thought was—how much time would this waste that she could have spent on practice exams?
If she had known earlier, she wouldn’t have agreed to be the class monitor. No salary, and exhausting work.
Fu Yi was still explaining, speaking earnestly, attentively, and patiently. His tone was gentle, carrying the slight huskiness of a teenage boy’s changing voice.
However, his peach blossom eyes seemed to linger subtly on Lin Yue’s face, noticing her increasingly troubled expression.
Fu Yi chuckled softly, “Don’t worry, I’ll help share the workload. If there’s anything you don’t understand, you can ask me.”
Lin Yue looked at him gratefully, “You’re such a good person.”
As soon as she finished speaking, a “creak” sounded beside her—the noise of a chair scraping against the floor.
The boy who had been lying motionless on the desk lazily stood up from his seat.
Lifting his thin eyelids, he glanced at Fu Yi with a sidelong look.
Xie Yan Si noticed how close he and Lin Yue were standing, and the hostility in his eyes almost overflowed, dark and unsettling.
The temperature in the entire advanced class seemed to drop five degrees because of him alone.
The classmates silently turned to watch but didn’t dare make a sound.
Xie Yan Si walked around from behind Lin Yue to the gap between the two desks. Fu Yi had just moved his desk over, aligning it neatly with Lin Yue’s and blocking the aisle in between.
However, their position was close to the back door, and anyone who wasn’t an idiot would choose to leave through it.
But the young man in front of them narrowed his eyes, standing before Fu Yi, staring down at him from above.
More striking than the boy’s outstanding looks was the sharp, menacing aura around him.
It seemed to silently say, “You’re blocking my way, damn it.”
Fu Yi had grown up in a privileged environment and had never encountered someone with this kind of personality. Though proud by nature, he knew deep down he couldn’t win a fight against him.
Fu Yi hesitated for a few seconds, moving his desk away from its alignment with Lin Yue’s.
Xie Yan Si rolled up the sleeves of his uniform, revealing pale wrists, and lazily slipped his hands into his pockets. With a sharp yet roguish air, he shot Fu Yi a dangerous, narrowed glance before walking past him and Lin Yue.
He strode out of the classroom.
Fu Yi clearly sensed that the boy’s glance carried a gloomy chill, almost as if he had coveted something that belonged to the other, revealing an aggressive edge.
Fu Yi seemed to realize something as he looked at Lin Yue in front of him.
Could it be…
A boy’s intuition told him that Lin Yue was not someone he could ever hope to possess.