Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Sheng Yang looked up and saw the back of a boy. He had a buzz cut and looked cool from the back.
Sheng Yang had seen this legendary God Han before, but it was just a quick glance. After she saw a stunningly handsome man like Yi Juncheng, not many men could impress her.
“I told you that God Han had come to see Sheng Yang last time, but no one believed me. Now he’s come to see her openly,” Fang Duo murmured as she watched Sheng Yang walking outside the door. Other students were curious. “What did God Han come to see the Goddess of Studies for?”
“Who knows?” Ou Ye’s lips curled and he swung his arms. “If he dares to bully my idol, I’ll teach him a good lesson.”
Now Ou Ye kept calling Sheng Yang “idol” because in his heart, Sheng Yang was his well-deserved idol. He was filled with admiration for her.
“Cut the cr*p. Can you beat God Han? He once won the national karate championship.” Fang Duo cupped her cheek in her hand and grinned foolishly. Then she imitated the boy’s voice. “Sheng Yang, will you be my girlfriend?”
She was already writing a novel in her mind about Yangyang and God Han’s love story.
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——Woman, you managed to get my attention.
Something like that.
But outside, it was a completely different scene.
Han Jingyu stared at Sheng Yang with his deep, piercing eyes. There was a fire in his mind, eroding his normally strong rationality.
But Sheng Yang was casually leaning against the railing. The wind blew her waist-length hair and the sweet scent of a girl wafted over.
She was really beautiful with fair tender skin and delicate features, like a little fairy from heaven.
The calm lake in Han Jingyu’s heart rippled, but he didn’t notice it and asked crossly, “Why did you only score 89 in Chinese? You did it on purpose, didn’t you?”
Even though she only scored 89 points in Chinese, her total score was still one point higher than his, which was simply intolerable to him who was so competitive and confident!
Sheng Yang raised her eyes, which made Han Jingyu’s heart skip a beat. The girl’s amber eyes were as beautiful and cold as a cat’s eyes. She didn’t need to keep anything from him, so she spoke directly. “Yes.”
Han Jingyu seemed to be detonated all at once, and even the blue veins in his arms protruded. He asked, “Why?”
“I have the freedom to do so.” Sheng Yang smiled, her long legs crossing slightly. “I don’t think I need to explain it to you.”
This action added a touch of irresistible allure.
Han Jingyu was taken aback for a moment, unable to understand her at all, but the heavy frustration in his heart made him lose control and blurt out: “This is an insult to me.”
“You think too much.” Listening to Sheng Yang’s indifferent tone, Han Jingyu thought she would say something nice to comfort him. After all, he was surrounded by girls like Sheng Yue who was graceful, obedient, and sensible. However, Sheng Yang’s gaze swept across his face and she said straightforwardly, “It’s just because you’re less competent than me.”
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Although she wasn’t patronizing, there was indeed something domineering about her!
Hearing what Sheng Yang said, the students from Class 7 who were eavesdropping curiously were all startled.
They seemed to see the flames of war rising and the smoke of gunpowder permeating.
Although the Goddess of Studies was awesome, she didn’t have to be so forthright with God Han, did she?
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