Chapter 3 (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The second day.

A group of students was gathering and looking on at Bin City International School’s Senior Year, Experimental Cla.s.s One.

“Is she the transfer student?”

“I heard it’s the Xue family’s long-lost daughter who’d been missing for 18 years and was eventually found in an orphanage in the countryside.”

“Country b.u.mpkin? Would she be able to understand our cla.s.ses taught by foreign teachers?”

“Would she be able to cope with our dance cla.s.ses? Also, we have piano cla.s.ses, but has she ever touched a piano before?”

Amid the taunting was an exclamation that did not fit in: “But she’s pretty beautiful.”

“…”

Everyone turned to look at the last row of the cla.s.sroom where the girl was reading a book.

She sat there obediently as she held on to a set of a.s.sessment books. Her beautiful dark hair was pulled into a ponytail, exposing her fair and full forehead. Wearing the black and white school uniform, she exuded a scholarly aura, and though she was expressionless, her eyes were silently focused on the a.s.sessment books as mist lingered in her eyes.

A few boys could not take their eyes off of her.

Those who were studying in the international school were scions of wealthy families. Even though they were used to seeing beautiful ladies and celebrities, it was rare to find someone as beautiful as Xue Xi.

Seeing the boys’ good-for-nothing reactions, a girl suddenly said in a sharp voice, “Xue Yao, why is your cousin ignoring others? Is she always so arrogant?”

Upon hearing that, Xue Yao shot a glance at a good-looking boy as her eyes fluttered. “Don’t say that, my cousin only reacts slower. Since she’s new here, I hope that everyone can help her in her studies.”

“Reacts slower? I think she’s just dumb.”

“No wonder she looks slow-witted.”

The cla.s.s monitor was unhappy as well. “If she’s dumb, she shouldn’t come to our experimental cla.s.s. There’s a pre-test today. What if she pulls down the cla.s.s’ average score?”

Cla.s.s One was the entire school’s elite cla.s.s. Everyone who could get into the cla.s.s was very arrogant.

“If she’s like this, why did she come to our cla.s.s?”

Suddenly someone speculated, “Could it be for Fan Han?”

The moment this was said, everyone turned to look at the school hunk, Fan Han.

Everyone in the social circle knew that there was infant matrimony between the Xue family and the Fan family. It was a cla.s.sic marriage alliance between the rich and powerful. Since the Xue family’s eldest young mistress was lost, the marriage arrangement fell onto Xue Yao.

Now that Xue Xi was back, could she be s.n.a.t.c.hing Fan Han back?

Someone jabbed Fan Han’s shoulder and asked, “Are you really going to marry a dumb girl?”

Fan Han became more irritable as he clenched his jaw. Although he did not point it out, he sarcastically remarked, “How is it possible for me to like a slow-witted vase?”

That person became excited instantly. “Are you going to break off the engagement?”

“Bang!”

All of a sudden, the teacher, Old Liu, entered the cla.s.sroom and slammed the papers on the desk, interrupting them. The man, who was in his forties, was frowning as he lectured them, “Look how a vacation made you guys so naughty! Are you done speaking? Let’s put this across clearly first, the last ten ranking students for this pre-test will have to clean the cla.s.sroom for a week! Right now, tidy your desks. Cla.s.s monitor, give out the papers!”

The shuffling sound of the papers instantly filled the cla.s.sroom.

The cla.s.s monitor divided the papers into different stacks and pa.s.sed down from the first row.

The student who was sitting in front of Xue Xi pa.s.sed the paper to her. “Hey!”

She only lifted her head two seconds later. She calmly took the paper and answered the questions as though she did not hear everyone’s discussion earlier.

Holding on to the question paper, Fan Han could not read a single word.

He frowned vexedly and turned around.

This was a mathematics paper, and everybody was frivolously writing on the answer paper except for Xue Xi, who stared at the questions. She wrote down an answer every ten seconds and was very disciplined. Within ten minutes, she was already on the third page…

Thirty minutes later, she actually stood up to hand in the paper.

A look of disdain surfaced in Fan Han’s eyes.