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In order to catch up with Su Xingchen, the confident Cheng Kangyao studied harder during this time. Not only did he study hard at school, he was also very serious when getting tutoring at home. The slacky who never studied was completely different now. After taking it seriously, the efficiency would naturally be higher.
So several of the class Shā mǎ tè who had been following Cheng Kangyao found out that their Shā mǎ tè Emperor was recently poisoned by Su Xingchen since he didn’t skip classes with them, didn’y play with them, but stayed in class all day to solve papers.
Curly hair was very uncomfortable. He came over, grabbed Cheng Kangyao’s shoulder, and took away his book, “You only read books, let’s take a stroll together.”
Cheng Kangyao directly lifted the hand on his shoulder and took back his book, “Go, don’t you see that I was studying? Go!”
“Won’t you come with us?” Curly was unhappy.
Among the group of Shā mǎ tè, Curly Hair and Cheng Kangyao were the two who played together. During the time Cheng Kangyao was away, he wasn’t good at playing games. Some groups were too skillful and sent him to death in games.
“Are you really going to be a good student?” Curly asked incredulously.
Cheng Kangyao asked, “Do you think I am like you? I am the awakened prodigal son, understand?”
Curly didn’t understand, and didn’t want to understand. He returned to the seat with a sullen mood.
He wasn’t tall, sitting in the last row of the third group.The person behind him was about as tall as him, just fat. Her face was round and chubby. She was like Su Xingchen in the past with dark eye shadows, a powdery face and exaggerated hairstyle.
The Shā mǎ tè girl saw him come back, and asked, “Are you still going?”
Curly who wasn’t in a good mood replied, “Where should I go?”
After which he took a book and turned it irritably in his hand.
The fat-Shā mǎ tè girl sitting in the last row of the corner of the third group wasn’t angry, she opened her sketchbook, “Since you all are not going, then I will draw.”
If Su Xingchen’s score was the last in the whole school, then this girl belonged to the third from last in the school. Her temper was good, and she didn’t refute others words, nor got angry. She played with Cheng Kangyao, Curly, Su Xingchen, and other Shā mǎ tè.
She was sitting by the window, with one arm on the table and her face resting on her arm. She opened the sketchbook and drew comics.
Unlike her own exaggerated Shā mǎ tè, the characters in her sketchbook were very beautiful. Both men and women had hair, eyes like autumn water, and long eyelashes.
She was immersed in her own world. Everything around her seemed to be far away from her. Even the laziness of the original head resting on her arm faded with the sound of the brush tip, and her head straightened up unconsciously concentrating on drawing.
Soon, a man with curly yellow hair, wearing a maroon suit, tall and handsome, a mixed-race man with eyes brighter than the blue sky appeared on the paper. The background was dazzling as if there were countless blooming roses.
Because Su Xingchen came first this month, many classmates noticed her.
They had seen her studying every day. She was very serious, but they didn’t really put her in their eyes and mind.
For example, the fat Shā mǎ tè by the window, often looked like she was doing something with a pen and like she was studying hard. Wasn’t she in the top three from bottom in every exam?
But now she was really different. Not only was she different, even her deskmate Cheng Kangyao looked very serious, and the students in the class were very stressed.
In addition, class monitor Zhao Zhurun was also very serious, as well as He Ya and Zheng Yan who came back from the hospital.
With Zheng Yan losing the bet with Su Xingchen, she was stimulated. She used to do well in her class and didn’t study hard. Now it looked like she was possessed by He Ya. Also He Ya studied harder. As long as she saw Su Xingchen still studying, she gritted her teeth and studied too.
Even the teachers found that the studying atmosphere of Class 16 was better. If there weren’t so many people sitting in the back, sports students and Shā mǎ tè, they would have doubted whether they entered the regular class.
When they returned to the office, they sighed with the other teachers, “The students in Class 16 are behaving like they got a sudden enlightenment. The classroom atmosphere have been good recently, and even the group of Shā mǎ tè in the back have started studying.”
Teachers were ordinary people in the end. In public, they pay attention to their image and language. But when they talk in private, they still say what they wanted but with a lower voice.
This chapter is sponsored by Anon! Thanks for the support (⺣◡⺣)♡*
In order to catch up with Su Xingchen, the confident Cheng Kangyao studied harder during this time. Not only did he study hard at school, he was also very serious when getting tutoring at home. The slacky who never studied was completely different now. After taking it seriously, the efficiency would naturally be higher.
So several of the class Shā mǎ tè who had been following Cheng Kangyao found out that their Shā mǎ tè Emperor was recently poisoned by Su Xingchen since he didn’t skip classes with them, didn’y play with them, but stayed in class all day to solve papers.
Curly hair was very uncomfortable. He came over, grabbed Cheng Kangyao’s shoulder, and took away his book, “You only read books, let’s take a stroll together.”
Cheng Kangyao directly lifted the hand on his shoulder and took back his book, “Go, don’t you see that I was studying? Go!”
“Won’t you come with us?” Curly was unhappy.
Among the group of Shā mǎ tè, Curly Hair and Cheng Kangyao were the two who played together. During the time Cheng Kangyao was away, he wasn’t good at playing games. Some groups were too skillful and sent him to death in games.
“Are you really going to be a good student?” Curly asked incredulously.
Cheng Kangyao asked, “Do you think I am like you? I am the awakened prodigal son, understand?”
Curly didn’t understand, and didn’t want to understand. He returned to the seat with a sullen mood.
He wasn’t tall, sitting in the last row of the third group.The person behind him was about as tall as him, just fat. Her face was round and chubby. She was like Su Xingchen in the past with dark eye shadows, a powdery face and exaggerated hairstyle.
The Shā mǎ tè girl saw him come back, and asked, “Are you still going?”
Curly who wasn’t in a good mood replied, “Where should I go?”
After which he took a book and turned it irritably in his hand.
The fat-Shā mǎ tè girl sitting in the last row of the corner of the third group wasn’t angry, she opened her sketchbook, “Since you all are not going, then I will draw.”
If Su Xingchen’s score was the last in the whole school, then this girl belonged to the third from last in the school. Her temper was good, and she didn’t refute others words, nor got angry. She played with Cheng Kangyao, Curly, Su Xingchen, and other Shā mǎ tè.
She was sitting by the window, with one arm on the table and her face resting on her arm. She opened the sketchbook and drew comics.
Unlike her own exaggerated Shā mǎ tè, the characters in her sketchbook were very beautiful. Both men and women had hair, eyes like autumn water, and long eyelashes.
She was immersed in her own world. Everything around her seemed to be far away from her. Even the laziness of the original head resting on her arm faded with the sound of the brush tip, and her head straightened up unconsciously concentrating on drawing.
Soon, a man with curly yellow hair, wearing a maroon suit, tall and handsome, a mixed-race man with eyes brighter than the blue sky appeared on the paper. The background was dazzling as if there were countless blooming roses.
Because Su Xingchen came first this month, many classmates noticed her.
They had seen her studying every day. She was very serious, but they didn’t really put her in their eyes and mind.
For example, the fat Shā mǎ tè by the window, often looked like she was doing something with a pen and like she was studying hard. Wasn’t she in the top three from bottom in every exam?
But now she was really different. Not only was she different, even her deskmate Cheng Kangyao looked very serious, and the students in the class were very stressed.
In addition, class monitor Zhao Zhurun was also very serious, as well as He Ya and Zheng Yan who came back from the hospital.
With Zheng Yan losing the bet with Su Xingchen, she was stimulated. She used to do well in her class and didn’t study hard. Now it looked like she was possessed by He Ya. Also He Ya studied harder. As long as she saw Su Xingchen still studying, she gritted her teeth and studied too.
Even the teachers found that the studying atmosphere of Class 16 was better. If there weren’t so many people sitting in the back, sports students and Shā mǎ tè, they would have doubted whether they entered the regular class.
When they returned to the office, they sighed with the other teachers, “The students in Class 16 are behaving like they got a sudden enlightenment. The classroom atmosphere have been good recently, and even the group of Shā mǎ tè in the back have started studying.”
Teachers were ordinary people in the end. In public, they pay attention to their image and language. But when they talk in private, they still say what they wanted but with a lower voice.
