Ruan Xing paid little attention to the gazes of others and walked straight into the classroom of Class One.
Under the sunlight, the girl’s brown eyes shimmered with a golden glow like polished glass. Her already fair skin took on a gentle rosy hue under the golden rays, adding a touch of softness.
The classroom had been buzzing with noise, but the moment the girl entered, the clamor ceased abruptly.
Her black hair was pulled tightly back, revealing a full forehead. Though she wore no makeup, her skin was fair and translucent, so tender it seemed one could squeeze water from it. Her face was flawless, with delicate features that were beautiful yet non-threatening. Her peach-blossom eyes held a tender affection, and her glass-like pupils were utterly pure. Her nose was both tall and exquisite, and the shape of her lips was indescribably lovely.
She wore a spotless white dress, the collar slightly open to reveal delicate collarbones. Her fair, straight calves were exposed, looking utterly beautiful, as if she were a little fairy who had descended to the mortal world to endure trials.
The moment everyone in the classroom saw the girl, their hearts couldn’t help but flutter. Some were even stunned by the sight, unable to snap out of it for a long time.
“Holy crap, a beauty!”
“Since when did our class have such a pretty little fairy?”
“Is she a new transfer student? But I don’t remember hearing about any transfers to our class.”
“Damn, she’s too beautiful. Those legs alone could keep me entertained for years.”
…
However, what happened next was enough to make every one of them drop their jaws in shock.
The next second, Ruan Xing walked directly toward her seat under everyone’s gaze, sat down naturally, and didn’t even glance at anyone else.
“What’s going on? Why did she sit in our class’s ugly freak’s seat?”
“Isn’t that Ruan Xing’s seat?”
“Oh my, this goddess must be a new transfer who came to the wrong class!”
Ruan Xing ignored the surrounding comments and stares, sitting there quietly as if it had nothing to do with her.
After a while, she felt a touch on her arm and looked up, turning around to gaze curiously at the hand resting on her arm.
“Is there something you need?” Her voice carried a slight, milky tone.
It made Wu Jiali’s heart flutter slightly, and a faint blush spread across her cheeks. She thought to herself, how could a girl’s voice be so pleasing to the ear?
Wu Jiali was momentarily stunned, suddenly recalling her deskmate Ruan Xing. Her voice had always been quite pleasant too, and she felt there was some resemblance between the two voices.
Although she had already witnessed the girl’s stunning beauty from her seat, seeing the girl’s face up close—so beautiful it nearly stole one’s breath—she was once again captivated. Even without a trace of makeup, her skin was flawless.
The girl seemed somewhat puzzled as she stared at her. Wu Jiali felt a bit embarrassed under the gaze of those glass-like eyes and nearly forgot the words she had prepared.
“C-cl… classmate, you must have come to the wrong place. The seat you’re sitting in now… is my deskmate’s seat.”
For a long moment, her voice was somewhat stammering and timid, but then, thinking of her deskmate Ruan Xing, she mustered up her courage and finished speaking completely.
Ruan Xing looked at the girl before her, her eyes gradually deepening.
She recognized the person in front of her—her name was Wu Jiali, her deskmate. But in her previous life, she had devoted all her attention to Lu Wan and Huo Jing, never noticing anyone else, and naturally, she had no friends in the class.
She hadn’t expected this person to actually care about her. A warmth spread in her heart, and she couldn’t help but feel a hint of fondness for the adorable girl before her.
The next second, she smiled gently at the slightly plump girl with lively features.
“I’m Ruan Xing.” Her voice was crisp and clear.
Boom—
Instantly, Wu Jiali’s expression froze, and her entire body seemed to turn to stone. Her face displayed a mix of shock, embarrassment, and disbelief…
She and Ruan Xing had always been deskmates, and she was well aware of Ruan Xing’s previous heavily made-up appearance. The little fairy before her now, with a fresh face and no makeup, was completely unrecognizable from the eccentric girl she used to be.
It wasn’t just Wu Jiali; the rest of the class had also heard Ruan Xing’s words, and their expressions were equally petrified.
“Damn, this little fairy is actually Ruan Xing.”
“Holy crap, that ugly freak is so pretty? How did I not know that?”
“But her features really do resemble Ruan Xing’s previous ones.”
“Ugh, so what if she’s good-looking? She’s still arrogant and domineering all day long. So annoying…”
…
Huang Yi entered the classroom and was met with this scene—the entire class sitting there as if turned to stone.
What mischief are these little rascals up to now?
Huang Yi didn’t dwell on it and was about to start the lesson when she suddenly caught sight of an exceptionally beautiful girl sitting in the second-to-last row, in the corner.
There wasn’t a girl like that in their class, was there? Had this student wandered into the wrong classroom?
Without overthinking it, Huang Yi pointed directly at Ruan Xing and said, “That student, are you in the wrong classroom?”
Ruan Xing looked at the homeroom teacher on the podium, her expression calm as she uttered a few words flatly, “Teacher, I’m Ruan Xing.”
At that moment, she wished she could burrow into a hole in the ground. She really wanted to give her past self a good scolding.
She used to listen to everything Lu Wan said. Lu Wan told her that wearing exaggerated makeup would catch Huo Jing’s attention, and Ruan Xing foolishly believed it. Looking back now, she realized how stupid she had been—believing whatever Lu Wan said without using her own brain. Who would ever like someone who made themselves up so heavily they were unrecognizable?
Hearing Ruan Xing’s words, Huang Yi discreetly studied her a few more times, feeling a wave of embarrassment. She cleared her throat lightly to mask her discomfort.
“Ruan Xing, my apologies. I almost didn’t recognize you today.” Her voice carried a hint of barely detectable guilt.
However, seeing Ruan Xing dressed like a well-behaved girl today, as her teacher, she felt genuinely pleased.
Today, seeing this student without makeup and having completely changed her style, although it was unexpected, Huang Yi felt more surprise than anything else.
This child used to always wear unbearable heavy makeup and overly eye-catching, eccentric clothes, exuding an aura of a delinquent. Now, she looked much more pleasant.
“Alright, let’s begin class!” Huang Yi was in high spirits.
This was Ruan Xing’s first class after her rebirth, and she listened attentively from start to finish. By the end of the lesson, she realized she wasn’t struggling much at all.
Ruan Xing now gazed earnestly at the textbooks before her, as if looking at some precious treasure.