At this moment, Yang Ming had just thrown his bag onto the seat, preparing to sneak out for a game of billiards; however, before he even reached the classroomâs door, a sweet and yet icy voice shouted from right behind him. A chill went down his spine as he was shocked by the sudden voice.
âAh, isnât this our great study commissary? Is there anything that your humble subject can help you with?â Yang Ming turned around and said with a bright smile.
The owner of the sweet voice was the study commissary of Yang Mingâs class â Chen Mengyan of Grade 12, Class 7. Yang Ming could be considered a courageous figure who knew no fear where even the class teacherâs words would enter in one ear and out the other, and yet he was somehow afraid of this young girl.
Actually, Yang Ming wasnât really afraid of Chen Mengyan, but the main reason behind it was that he had a crush on her since Grade 10. However, he knew very clearly that it was impossible for the two of them. Birds of a feather flock together â the students who she hung around with were the top achievers in the school. While he himself would be addressed as an underachiever in more pleasant terms, if one decided to be blunt, he would be called âthe hindrance that dragged down the class performanceâ.
Even though the two of them didnât really interact much, Yang Ming had always treated Chen Mengyan gently. If it was someone else who chastised Yang Ming like that, he would have dragged the person to a corner and dealt with him or her using his fists and kicks.
âYang Ming, not considering your consistently late attendance to class, you only entered class not even a minute ago and now youâre planning to go out again?â Chen Mengyan said those cold words with a poker face.
âStudy Commissary Chen, can you please stop accusing me? Iâve only been late at most five days in a week. How could you say that I am late every single day? ⌠Moreover, I have a full bladder right now and am rushing towards the washroom!â The excuse immediately came out from his mouth, but as soon as he said it, he regretted it. He used the exact same reason to escape from Chen Mengyan yesterday and yet, he accidentally used it again today.
5 days? Chen Mengyan was stunned for a bit, but then immediately she understood what Yang Ming meant. This brat really gets on peopleâs nerves!
âFull bladder? Why do you always have a full bladder in the morning?â Apparently, it wasnât that easy to trick Chen Mengyan. Immediately, she exposed the lie and said, âYesterday morning you had a full bladder too. Hehe. Your metabolism rate is really high, right? You disappeared for a whole day after you stepped out. I even thought that you fell into the toilet bowl while peeing!â
âErm ⌠ah, we can discuss yesterdayâs issues later on, but now, let me deal with my physiological problemâŚâ Even Yang Ming himself didnât know why he took the effort to explain so many things to her. However, he had promised Li Dagang from Class 8 to go play billiards together this morning and therefore wanted to sneak away quickly. Otherwise, it would not be an easy task once the class teacher arrived.
âYou stand still!â Even though Chen Mengyan didnât really like sloppy students like Yang Ming, as the study commissary of the class, she considered this as part of her responsibilities. âYang Ming, we are already in Grade 12. The National Higher Education Entrance Examination is only half a year away from now. If you continue wasting your time like this, how are you even going to enter a university?!â
âEven a pig can enter a university. What makes you think I canât enter?â Yang Ming said with a bitter face. Asking him to strive high to enter a university? One might as well ask him to take down the moon from the sky. As of now, Yang Ming could only understand a few things during the Mandarin language classes, but other than that, the other classes like physics or chemistry were like alien languages to him.
âWho are you calling a pig!?â Chen Mengyanâs face darkened as she said solemnly.
âErm, I didnât say you are a pigâŚâ Yang Ming now understood his own words may have been a bit ambiguous. Smart students like Chen Mengyan would absolutely be able to enter a university, and yet he was saying that even a pig could enter the university; sure enough, his words would have triggered her unhappiness. Immediately he said with a smile, âWell, you know, my language literacy isnât that good and my essays are filled with broken grammar. They are almost like words written in alien languages!â
After Chen Mengyan listened to Yang Mingâs explanation, her face brightened. She knew of Yang Mingâs capabilities. Most importantly, she understood that even though Yang Ming disliked studying â always skipping classes, smoking, and fighting â and although he would joke around casually, he was a kindhearted man and did not insult others without reason.
âYang Ming, I know you are trying to skip class. You donât have to create millions and millions of weird reasons to lie to me. Do you really think that I have an IQ of 0? Today, your grandfather just entered the hospital, tomorrow your grandfather just passed away, the next day you say you are going to your grandfatherâs funeral, then the day after that you say you are celebrating a birthday with your grandfather. Did you watch too much of <Ghost Blows Out the Light>[1], or was it that your grandfather traveled through time to come back to you?â Chen Mengyan was not giving any face this round as she was preparing to really discipline Yang Ming well.
âChen Mengyan, you also know what kind of person I am. Right now I donât even know Grade 10âs course material. You want me to study. What can I actually learn?â Seeing that Chen Mengyan was not going to let him go easily, Yang Ming was going to convince her to give up completely on him through emotion and reasoning.
Ai, this girl has a pretty face and sexy body. If she can pursue him in the âother aspectsâ, that would be brilliant, Yang Ming thought to himself in a lewd manner.
âBut you shouldnât just give up like that. Now thereâs still three months until the college entrance examination. Itâs not long, but neither is it a short amount of time. As long as you put in the hard work, I believe itâs possible for you to have some results â at least, to enter an ordinary degree course,â Chen Mengyan continued to say after a few thoughts. âHavenât you heard of the saying, âWith discipline and will, even the metal rod can be milled into a needleâ?â
âA metal rod can be milled into a needle, but a wooden rod can only be milled into a toothpick. No matter how hard you work, itâs useless. The material is mismatched,â said Yang Ming as he smirked.
âYou!â Chen Mengyan ran out of breath. This Yang Ming â even though heâs stupid, heâs smart at coming up with fallacies.
âMengyan, why are you wasting your words on him. Let him do whatever he wants to do. If you have him in class, all that heâll do is disrupt the class.â At this moment, the class monitor, Wang Zhitao, walked in. He gave Yang Ming a scornful look as he spoke to Chen Mengyan.
Chen Mengyan frowned when she heard him. She didnât really like Wang Zhitaoâs superior attitude.
âAh, Wang Zhitao is right. If I stay in class, I would influence the other students!â Even though Yang Ming was not satisfied with how Wang Zhitao looked down on him, the more important thing was to escape the classroom. After he finished speaking, he turned and ran out of the classroom.
âYang Ming â-â Chen Mengyan stomped her feet while biting her lip. She glared at Wang Zhitao and said, âYou screwed it up the moment you came. I wanted to advise him to study properly!â
âMengyan, you are really naĂŻve. Donât you know what kind of person Yang Ming is? If he could study, he would have. We are a different kind of people. You shouldnât bother too much with this type of bad student!â said Wang Zhitao as he laughed.
âWith so many people in class, donât call me Mengyan.â Even though Chen Mengyan appeared cross, she wasnât really angry. In her heart, she had some good feelings toward Wang Zhitao. After all, he was handsome, had good grades, and fit the model of many girlsâ ideal prince charming. But Mengyan knew that now wasnât the time to be thinking about all these things â her studies were more important.
After Wang Zhitao noticed that Chen Mengyan wasnât really angry at him, he allowed a slight smile. Actually, he was not really against Yang Ming, it was just that he didnât like how Mengyan argued every day back and forth with this guy. He already had his heart set on Chen Mengyan to be his wife.
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