Translated by DragonChan
Edited by ochi
Chapter 4 Charming Little Milk Candy is Actually Green Tea Flavored (4)
The last class in the afternoon was a meeting to discuss patriotic behavior.
After scolding Fang Qiu, who was drooling, the teacher finally concluded his lecture, saying, “The rise and fall of nations are the responsibility of every man. We should inherit the aspirations of our predecessors and establish a new movement.” All the students were relieved since he had finally finished his spiel.
Bi Ming sat upright and looked at the teacher on the podium with bright eyes, and her little hands clapped.
The teenager, who usually would be asleep by now, had his head propped up and was fixated on the little girl’s plain white hands. Her palms, red from clapping, made him frown.
“Fool.”
The voice was rather quiet, but Bi Ming, next to him, heard it. When she turned to see him lazily propped up on the table, she couldn’t help but express her disapproval.
Pei Jingshuo narrowed his eyes and sneered.
Still a grumpy little fool.
The eyebrows of the two of them tugged at each other for a while, and the head teacher’s voice broke the delicate atmosphere—
“Our class meeting to ‘Promote Patriotism and Strive to be Promising Youth’ has officially started. We’ll start with poetry reading. Let’s welcome our first reader to the stage—”
“Ruan Xiaoan!”
One could hear warm applause, with a few strange shouts mixed in.
As a newcomer, Bi Ming seemed soft and delicate, but she had managed to steal the limelight. She was not only able to become the math class rep through solving a higher level p-set, but she also managed to win the “special favor” of the boss. No one else dared to do so.
Didn’t you see that he had abandoned his childhood sweetheart to sit next to this transfer student?
The girl didn’t seem to realize that she had become a hot topic in the class. Once she heard her homeroom teacher, she walked directly to the podium.
They saw her wearing a loose school uniform. Her slender and delicate body stood quietly behind the podium. Her doe-like eyes seemed to draw everyone’s attention like a magnet.
“It’s an honor to stand here and share a patriotic poem that I love so much.”
Her back was straight, her white-dumpling-like face slightly blushed, and her whole body exuded a dazzling light.
The poem was from Ai Qing’s “I Love This Land.”
Yin Han sneered, thinking that Bi Ming, a good student who is embarrassed yet professional, was too fake, but someone must enjoy it.
She thought about it and glanced to the side – as expected, Pei Jingshuo, who was always unable to be engaged in anything but fighting and clubbing, was now staring at the podium (rather, the person at it).
“If I were a bird, I should sing with a hoarse throat. “
The moment she spoke, Bi Ming’s voice shocked the whole class, including the head teacher.
How to describe it?
It is usually such a soft and delicate voice, but at this moment, it is as eloquent as the purest announcer, word by word. It is full of rich and moving emotions, which makes people feel the undercurrent of the still-flowing waves.
Since Bi Ming had been an award-winning media scholar, a holder of first-degree Mandarin, and an excellent TV intern, her diction was impeccable. It was a dimensional shock to these students.
…
“—Then I died, and even the feathers rotted in the ground.”
The girl paused here; her expressions were controlled very softly and mournfully as if she were the bird deeply attached to this land.
“Why are there tears in my eyes?”
“Because I love this land so much…”
There was silence in the classroom.
After a few seconds, applause roared, and this time everyone applauded earnestly, not to please the teacher.
“Damn it!” While clapping his hands, Ran Le turned to Pei Jingshuo and sighed, “What kind of immortal recitation is this, buddy? Your vision is really good!” “
“It’s definitely at the level of participating in the competition,” Ran Le’s deskmate was a student bully; shaking his head at this time, he continued, “If Ruan Xiaoan was there last semester, our class would have won the championship of the school’s Red poetry recitation competition.”
The headteacher next to Bi Ming also kept applauding at this time, and he was almost unable to close his mouth. You know, he teaches language.
The head teacher’s mind has already begun to plan what recitation competitions will be held this semester.
Pei Jingshuo paid no attention to the chatter of his friend; he only looked at the shy and proud smile in Bi Ming’s eyes.
Standing on the podium and reciting poetry aloud, she sounded very different from the quiet and soft voice she usually had.
But he still couldn’t take his eyes off her–
She was like a shining star, shining brightly in his eyes.
On the handsome and deep face of the young man, there was a soft look that even he hadn’t noticed, like a sharp blade retracting its edge, leaving only a silent gentleness.
Yin Han looked at him without blinking, gritting her teeth, and her eyes filled red with rage little by little.
She couldn’t understand how this could happen?
After being reborn, does she want to witness Pei Jingshuo and this woman uniting again?
And why is Ruan Xiaoan different from her previous life?
In her view, Ruan Xiaoan was always quiet and cowardly, and she was silent even when she was angry. How could she have such a high-profile style?
Yin Han couldn’t help but wonder if her rebirth had caused a butterfly effect.
***
This “high-grade” green tea often combines beauty and art, killing people without a trace.
In Bi Ming’s view, the effort to become a high-grade Green tea is ten times or a hundred times beyond an ordinary person’s ability to catch up.
Appearance is just the basics. It is hard to continue self-disciplined exercise and diet control for several years.
Expensive and proper medical procedures are also needed to remove any blemishes from the body.
Then, one needs to be well-read, having enough knowledge that you won’t be intimidated by the fact that you don’t have anything in your belly if you’re talking to someone.
Then there is the excellent education and resume because the platform will decide the quality of the fish to be caught. The more exceptional the fish, the higher the threshold and requirements.
There is also an essential high emotional intelligence, understanding of proportions, and knowledge of advance and retreat, but the public likes to call it “scheming.”
If an ordinary person has just one of these qualities, they’ll live an excellent life; top-grade Green Teas need all of them.
Bi Ming likes herself since she has these qualities, and she wants to see people succumb to them and let her play with them. Yes, there are not only stupid men without brains but also jealous women. They always think that women who are better and more popular than themselves are “Scheming green tea bitches”. Bi Ming is very disdainful of this “because they must be lacking somehow. Aren’t you lying to yourself when you stigmatize the excellence of others because you cannot match up to them?”
When Yin Han consciously or unintentionally hinted to her friends and classmates that Ruan Xiaoan was a “little white flower pretending to be innocent” and a “green tea girl,” Bi Ming would not stop this secret “war.”
She admires girls who are gentle and kind but also hates those who are jealous and are nothing but empty mouths.
[I took it as a formal “Declaration of war ” when she started spreading rumors.” ]
Bi Ming rubbed the 2B pencil in her hand, her eyes were fixed on the blackboard, but she was talking to her green tea system in her heart.
[Host, please focus on the exam. ] Green Tea System Z01 felt slightly sympathetic to Yin Han, who doubted her existence.
Today was the back-to-school test.
Because she was a transfer student, Bi Ming did not have the last semester’s grades and was placed in the last exam room.
As soon as she was seated, she saw a tall, slender boy with a bag strutting in with his long legs.
The other’s dark phoenix eyes drooped lazily, only slightly relaxing when they met up with hers.
When passing the first row where she was, the young man turned his head slightly, with a slight smile on his lips, “Yo, good students, you are also here.”
The girl’s innocent apricot eyes looked up, clear and clean. Like a mirror in the sun, clearly reflecting his own figure.
“I have a name, classmate Pei.”
The boy raised his eyebrows and replied, “I also have a name, good student.”
“Ehhh, why don’t you two put on a good show this time?” Ran Le said, who was in the same exam room as Pei Jingshuo, as he patted his brother’s shoulder with his arm, smiling maliciously.
“Shuoshuo, why did the math class representative fall into this exam room and be with us scumbags?”
“Shut up.” Pei Jingshuo pushed away his teasing friend in disgust, keeping his eyes fixed on Bi Ming.
He said, “Be careful later.”
“Huh?”
The girl looked at him, puzzled.
Ran Le glanced at his friend, bent down, and explained to her, “This is your first time here. Brother Shuo is reminding you to be careful with the people around you. They have a lot of tricks to look out for.”
A shallow dimple appeared on her delicate little face, like a spring pear blossom suddenly blooming.
Ran Le was stunned for a moment, but before he could react, Pei Jingshuo dragged him by his collar –
“Why are you talking so much nonsense? Go back to your seat.”
“Hey, Shuo Shuo, what are you doing? After crossing the river you are demolishing the bridge…” Ran Le was dragged away and couldn’t help crying in his heart:’ Damn, this fellow Pei Jingshuo must be jealous, right?’
Unfamiliar emotions flashed in the boy’s eyes, and his mind was shaken.
How could she smile like that at other people?
What an idiot; no vigilance at all.
Bi Ming clenched her pen, thinking about his haze-covered face just now, and her lips twitched into a broader smile.
It’s so fun; this little boy is angry even without spitting out a word.
Soon, the test proctor entered the classroom and distributed the exam papers.
Once the test bell rang, Bi Ming filled out the multiple-choice questions with a brush.
The invigilator was attracted by the sound of pencils scribbling on paper. He could not help but look at her carefully and then shook his head imperceptibly.
These students in the last exam room don’t take their grades seriously. This kid looked well-behaved, but he didn’t expect her to be so irresponsible to herself.
At the same time, many candidates were already lying on the table, looking around, thinking about doing something else.
Although the grades were not good, they were clever, and some weren’t good people.
Bi Ming felt that the back of her chair was kicked twice.
She thought it was the other person’s unintentional stretching of his leg, so she moved the chair forward a little.
However, after a few seconds, the opponent’s feet were already straight up, trying to kick her body from the gap.
Bi Ming felt that her waist and buttocks were being pushed, and she couldn’t help but look back, only to see a flat-headed and airy boy who made a five gesture to her.
The invigilator looked down at the test paper, unaware of this slight movement.
“Tell me the answer,” the other party lip-mouthed her and repeatedly kicked the edge of her chair in a demonstration.
If Bi Ming was soft-hearted and cowardly, she would be afraid that she would be too scared to say a word.
Bi Ming gave him a broad smile, and just when he thought it was a gesture of goodwill, he saw the little girl raise her hand –
“Teacher!”
The invigilator’s sharp eagle eyes glared over immediately.
The flat-headed boy stared at this petite and slender-looking girl in disbelief. Someone in their exam room would actually make a snitch to the teacher!
How dare she report him?
“B*tch,” the boy looked at the proctor walking towards him. He scolded her in a low voice in a hurry, “I’ll beat you to death when you leave the examination room.”
