When Will My Childhood Sweetheart Marry Me?-Chapter 42 - 0: Even Prettier Than the School Belle
Last time at North Alley, many from Class 2 had witnessed firsthand how their leader acted like a whipped dog in front of Little Fairy, the girl protected by Brother Yan in Yunzhong. They had to give face.
Leading the group was no other than Chen Jin and his cohorts.
Pei Yan just sat there lazily, letting a few fools yell themselves hoarse, his gaze fixated on the figure who rose from her seat and walked up to the podium.
"Hello everyone, I am Jiang Shuyao from Senior Year Class 6, and today my topic is ’How to Use Limited Time to Solve the Maximum Number of Questions.’"
As a native of Rong City, there wasn’t a hint of local accent in Jiang Shuyao’s Mandarin, her voice clear and sweet, which captivated everyone’s ears at once.
Countless eyes turned towards the stage, and the spacious and bright auditorium finally regained its rightful silence from that moment.
Jiang Shuyao stood quietly at the microphone in her simple school uniform, one hand holding the microphone stand, the other hanging naturally at her side, holding nothing. The audience then realized she was speaking without a script.
Due to the distance, only the few front rows could clearly see the girl’s face.
Both male and female students were struggling to hide the astonishment in their eyes, internally marveling at the transfer student’s impressive aura, and that face, which was so beautiful it left them at a loss for words.
In today’s era, attractiveness certainly trumps any tangible skills. Setting aside her academic performance, after such a moment in the spotlight, Jiang Shuyao was bound to become well-known in Yunzhong.
Soon, the first few rows of the auditorium uncontrollably started buzzing with discussions, scolded several times by the head teacher before gradually quieting down.
It was easy to make out that many words in the discussion concerned the transfer student being prettier than the school beauty Xie Anyu, implying that the title of the school beauty might soon change hands.
Gossip, once it sprouts wings, spreads as fast as the Siberian cold front.
The two subjects of the gossip, one was calmly sharing her study experiences on stage while the other sat at the eye of the storm, her face on the verge of collapse.
Xie Anyu, from Liberal Arts Class 8, was feeling terrible inside, yet what truly unsettled her wasn’t just being compared unfavorably.
It was the inadvertent moment when she saw the person she had once confessed to, forsaking all pride, also focusing his attention on that girl on stage.
It was like a dense, cold wind piercing into her heart, chilling her to the bone.
Pei Yan... Does he like that type of girl?
When Jiang Shuyao finished and stepped down from the podium, she received a full round of applause.
She could feel that everyone had a good impression of her as a transfer student.
They say love is blind; probably in a few minutes, Jiang Shuyao would sudden understand the real reason behind her popularity.
The assembly was nearing its end, typically concluded by the grade group leader’s summary before dispersal, but today was an exception.
Those in the know were aware of what was coming next, naturally... cough, the main event.
After the head teacher finished his lecture, the crowd below was already boiling.
Wow, fights involving Pei Yan weren’t uncommon, but managing to have him up there to read an apology was truly once in a blue moon.
While many still doubted, that frosty figure with long legs slowly strolled onto the stage.
