What's up with 125?

  More than half a month ago, even if you beat me to death, I wouldn't believe that one day the desk mate who is a total failure in studies would pursue her.

  She was more refined and reserved when she was a boy, and her academic performance had always been the best in the class. Her deskmate Yang Zhi-xiang, on the other hand, was the exact opposite - mischievous and restless. The two had completely different ideas about campus life and didn't have much common language, so it was natural that they wouldn't have any close relationship.

  However, in her eyes, Yang Zhi-xiang's image and character were still relatively good, not to the extent of being so vicious and vulgar. Perhaps due to being indoctrinated with too many rules and frameworks by her family, which made her a bit too reserved as a person, deep down she was very envious of people who were sunny and lively. At that time, she still had a relatively good impression of Yang Zhi-xiang, uh, of course, without any impure intentions.

  Perhaps everything would have continued on a normal track, and this one-sided friendship with the sunny boy would have lasted until their desk relationship broke up, but it just so happened that she became a girl, and she had to throw away her own unsorted emotions and start a new campus life as a girl. Of course, in her opinion, her former male self was still quite qualified, never speaking ill of others or having an ugly face, but always being gentle and elegant, and she believed that her classmates' impression of herself was very good.

  Yes, she deeply believed in her former elegant and refined image.

  So, today Yang Zhi Xiang's words completely overturned her self-perception.

  Is it okay?

  Isn't it a good thing?

  She didn't know how to express the feelings in her heart, after being stunned, it was melancholy and shame, with a hint of desolation and bleakness. Of course, she understood that this wasn't important, and in just a few seconds, she let go. Yes, that's right, previously, the boy had already given up on her, but now, determined to cultivate herself into a perfect goddess, she only wanted to stir up the sense of familiarity Yang Zhi Xiang had towards her, so as to use his growing unease and suspicion to create distance in their relationship.

  Yes, she repeatedly emphasized her original intention and purpose in her heart, and tried her best to suppress the shyness and depression, squeezing out a warm smile, and raised her eyes to take in Yang Zhi Xiang's broad face with a hint of doubt and shallow confusion.

  "What's his name? That academic overachiever?"

  Yang Zhi-xiang's thick and black eyebrows suddenly raised, thinking that this girl seemed to be interested in "Ai Zi-yu", could it be that the academic tyrant really had infinite charm?

  No way, Yang Zhi Xiang decided to go all out to blacken "Ai Zi You", otherwise Mei Niu's heart hadn't been captured yet, and it would be taken away by a lost "Ai Zi You".

  He pretended to be deep in thought, and then smiled slyly: "Can't remember, heh heh, anyway I recall that guy was really uncivilized, always liked to wipe the snot he picked out of his nose on the bottom of the desk, hard as a lump... what's wrong? Your face looks a bit off."

  Her teeth clenched with a crisp sound, Liu's mouth corners twitched slightly, her eyes gleaming with a mixture of ferocity and hidden restraint. She let out a delicate cough, then lowered her head to hide her face, which had a hint of dark glow. Her two small fists were clenched tightly, and in her heart, she was seething with rage - Damn it! You're the one who picked your nose! You're the one who smeared snot on the bottom of the desk!

  "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

  Just as she was secretly venting her sorrow, indignation and shame, a shadow with a faint scent of sweat quickly covered her field of vision. All she could hear was that urgent, thick voice, subtly revealing a hint of sympathy and tenderness, which made her suddenly wake up.

  "It's okay, it's okay, I'm just picking my nose..."

  She lifted her face, with a calm and composed expression, but her left hand was clenched into a fist, with the second joint of her little finger bent at a right angle, poking into her nostril. At first glance, it seemed as if half of her finger had been inserted into her nose, leaving Yang Zhi-xiang stunned and bewildered, with a thousand wild horses galloping across his mind.

  It seems that she had managed to scrape off a decent amount, and Liu Youyou quickly stretched out her left hand under the desk, extended her slender thumb to scratch the edge of the table, then used her big thumb to pick at the gap between her thumbs while gazing calmly at Yang Zhi-xiang. Finally, as if feeling a bit embarrassed from being stared at, she rubbed her nose and sniffled before asking casually, "How many points does he usually score?"

  Yang Zhi-xiang, who was being suspected of picking his nose by the whole crowd, suddenly heard this and became a bit dazed, his eyes flashing up and down, his face still showing a look of disarray and astonishment, let out two awkward laughs, seemingly quite frightened.

  "Hundred something parts, hehe, I, I'm also not very clear..."

  "How scary!" Liu Youyou sobbed and subconsciously raised her left hand before laughing and putting it back down.

  The corners of his mouth twitched as he forced a smile, Yang Zhi-xiang quietly took back the test paper and sat up straight, pretending to study the difficult questions on his own, but in his heart, he was confused and had an urge to jump up and curse.

  The information is wrong!

  Nima isn't supposed to be a cool and gentle girl!?

  How can you pick your nose so blatantly!?

  Ah ah ah! Don't mention this kind of thing!

  Even picking your nose is better than being so blatant!

  Although I am stingy, I will absolutely not be stingy in front of others!

  Is this chick for real?!

  He swallowed hard and took a deep breath, then peeked out quietly. Suddenly his body shook violently, and both of his eyeballs nearly popped out.

  Only to see Liu's left elbow resting on the white and tender left knee, through the rice-colored floral skirt that was lifted due to the height difference, revealing a glimpse of the white and tender long legs. Her left foot, wearing white flat shoes, rested on the stool, occasionally sniffing softly as if she had caught a cold, her face calm and serene as she gazed at the test paper on the table.

  This...

  It's really great...

  Yang Zhi-xiang, who was shocked by this scene, was almost struck by the strong sense of disappointment brought about by his previous perfect goddess's imagination, and his eyes were filled with hot tears. Gradually, a surge of sadness and anger welled up in his heart, "Why?!"

  Why is the gap between ideals and reality always so despairing?!

  At this time, Liu Youyou turned around and blinked her eyes in confusion, saying: "Is there any toilet paper? I'll wipe my nose, damn it, almost swallowed it."

  Scarlet lips parted, Yang Zhi Xiang was stunned, the noise of his classmates in his ears seemed to be gradually fading away, and the distance between him and this tomboy in front of him also seemed to be slowly receding.

  After a moment of stunned silence——

  "Hmm..."

  His eyes dimmed, his face expressionless, he nodded lightly like a wooden puppet, mechanically pulled out a stack of unopened paper towel packets from the desk drawer, put them on Liu Youyou's table without looking at her again, as if numbly executing a task, his whole person was dazed and lost in thought, sitting upright with an air of being possessed.

  But didn't notice that Liu Youyou was secretly wiping her nose with a tissue and casting a playful glance at him.

  In short, Yang Zhi Xiang's ambiguous intentions towards Liu Youyou have been thoroughly declared a failure.

  He seems to be having a hard time swallowing it.

  ……

  ……

  After finishing their evening study session, Ye Cai invited Xiao Xue and Liu Youyou to go out for a meal to celebrate the end of the heavy burden that was Pianpian Le Paradise.

  On the road, Xiao Xue maintained her usual calm demeanor when there was a third person present besides her and Ye Cai. The three of them walked slowly, with the tall streetlights casting shadows on the ground. Ye Cai's delicate feet were clad in dark red boots, and she swayed gently as she carried a single-shoulder bag on her right hand, chatting lightly and cheerfully with Liu Yi, who looked slightly depressed.

  "Hey, what about Yang Zhi-xiang? Have you made any progress with him?"

  "Get out of here, I'm too lazy to bother with someone like that..."

  "You're refusing?"

  "Or what?"

  "Hehe, good one..."

  "Ugh, looking at you like this, I really can't take it... come on, just one more."

  "Ah ah, what's wrong with you..."

  Liu Youyou was taken aback, and with Ye Cai's slightly embarrassed gaze, she slightly bowed her head and looked at Xiao Xue, who was standing closest to the street. She couldn't help but curl up the corner of her mouth in annoyance. Walking between two friends with different circumstances, Ye Cai awkwardly rubbed her nose and changed the subject by asking what dishes they wanted to eat later.

  It seems that Liu Youyou has finally realized that Xiao Xue's existence will interfere with her feelings for Xiao Cai, so she rolled her eyes and looked away at the advertisement column, not responding. Meanwhile, Xiao Xue smiled awkwardly and said something casual.

  As expected, it's not easy for a tomboy and a pure maiden to get along with each other, they are two groups of people with different ideas.

  Taking Xiao Xue as an example, although being pursued by boys would be embarrassing, she wouldn't make a resentful face. Moreover, just now when she suddenly wanted to kiss Ye Cai, her behavior made Xiao Xue suspect that Liu Youyou, the new class flower, might have a different orientation.

  At this time, Ye Cai looked at Liu Youyou with a serious gaze, pulled her sleeve, and Liu Youyou turned around with a confused and impatient expression. Ye Cai gave a glance to Xiao Xue who was lowering her head on the right side.

  Liu Youyou hadn't reacted yet, when Ye Cai grabbed Xiao Xue's small hand, saying: "Xiao Xue, I'll tell you a secret, do you want to hear it?"

  "Ah?" Xiao Xue was taken aback, seemingly lost in thought as she glanced at Liu Youyou, who appeared to be tugging on Ye Cai's sleeve.

  Her heart suddenly moved, and she nodded seriously.

  She nodded, and Liu Youyou was anxious, unwillingly and shyly pulling at Ye Cai's sleeve, indicating that she shouldn't say anything. However, Ye Cai didn't budge, allowing her weak and delicate body to be pulled back and forth slightly, saying: "Actually, Liu Youyou, it's just..."

  "Leaf pick!!!"

  Under Xiao Xue's awkward and embarrassed gaze, Ye Cai helplessly twitched his mouth, his eyes shifted, looking at Liu Youyou on the left, whose face was red with anger, that 1.7-meter-tall figure, propping up her elbow, was quite intimidating.

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