I swallowed my saliva, began to introduce myself. Originally, I had planned to talk non-stop to give Jiang Li a good impression but before I could start I had failed.
"Hello everyone, I.....I am.......I am......." Fuck! Suddenly I could not remember my own pseudonym......what was my pseudonym? I felt embarrassed, blinked, facing dozens of pairs of eyes, could only scratch my head and ask the English teacher at the door, mumbled. "Teacher, what am I called?"
Everyone below the podium laughed, the teacher also laughed and the two girls sitting in the front row whispered in a volume high enough to let the whole class hear.
"Hey, does she have a brain problem?'
"Clothes are really immature. Nowadays, who will be wearing these and the face is a bit matured......"
"Like a silly big sister......"
"Maybe she is Sister Furong's* younger sister, ha, ha......" (The simple brainless female character in costume sitcom "Martial Arts Rumor")
Standing in front of the podium, my face began to feel hot. Nowadays, the children are smarter like the monkey, with their fiery eyes and gold pupils. I smiled at Teacher Ye and said in embarrassment. "Teacher, I am nervous, once I am nervous, I'll forget. What is my name and where do I come from?"
Teacher Ye was a beautiful lady who looked almost the same age as me, gentle and refined. She could not help but grinned and said. "Jian Mei Da, are you sure you are not trying to be funny?"
Yo.....Jian Mei Da is the name of the stupid big sister!
I bowed down ninety degrees, facing the bastards who were laughing arrogantly, I vehemently introduced myself. "Hello, everyone. My name is Jiang Mei Da. Everyone can call me Ada but do not call me Dada. There is nothing wrong with my brains and I am not Sister Furong's younger sister and not even her distant relative. That is, I hope we can become good friends, I'm a newcomer, so please everyone take care of me."
"Why can't we call you Dada?" The girl wearing glasses sitting in the front row wiped off my saliva that had sprayed on her face, timidly asked.
"Uh." I was annoyed and scratched my head. With the thirty to forty pairs of curious eyes giving me invisible suppression, I faintly said. "In ancient language, Dada means darling. Frankly, I really do not want to have too many darlings......."
Below, the little bastards who seemed to have a tacit understanding were blank for a moment before they burst into a tsunami-like laughter which made me once again deeply understand that I, Fang Liang Liang was here not as an undercover but to be a comedian.
Because I was considered tall, it was arranged by Teacher Ye that I would sit by the window, in the second row, counting backward from the window, beside a girl with a ponytail. The little bastards were obviously interested in me, scrambling to see me come down but all my attention was focused on the second row, counting backward, on that young, insufferably arrogant, handsome face.
Jiang Li.
I looked at him and he also looked at me with that pair of beautiful eyes. Mouth slightly lifted at the corner, without a smile, full of faint disdain mockery and felt his ridicule for me was even more than the others.
Before this, Xiao Meng had sent over a photo of Jiang Li when he was 18 years-old but he was now 1.8m, thin, handsome and was also outrageously fair. According to the words of Xiao Meng, a young cute boy whose hairs were not yet fully grown.* (Not yet a full-fledged young man).
But after I had seen him personally, the impression he gave me, I had only a word that could describe him: Damn!
As to Jiang Li being handsome, I did not have much thought. After seeing Kang Zixian, the matured top-notch handsome guy, my sense of aesthetics had suddenly sharpened. This Jiang Li could be considered as Kang Zixian's younger duplicated version.
I shifted my eyes away from him, smiled at the little girl next to my seat and sat down. With my heart in fragments, I pulled out my pencil bag, English books, painfully glanced at the book with its curvy toad text and angrily turned to the girl next to me, striking up a conversation.
"Hello, my name is Jiang Mei Da, what is your name?" I asked passionately.
"Song Chang Ran." The little girl timidly smiled at me. That smile was as pure as lilies and even the few faint freckles on her nose showed me her invincible youth.
"Song Chang Ran, you are really beautiful. I like to sit with beautiful girls at the same table." I flattered her and even as I heard my own voice speaking, it was like listening to a rogue dallying with a girl.
The little girl smiled slightly and whispered. "Class is on, listen.'
The reason why I did not understand the English lesson was that, in high school, my worst subject was English. As to when one should add an adverb to a sentence construction, I was never clear nor fully understood.
Originally, there would be no cure for my bad English but unexpectedly my old mother married an American. In order not to break my mother's glass heart, I bite the bullet and together with Alan, talked like a chicken and duck* (talking in two different languages to one another) language for a whole year. This made my heartbreaking spoken English leveled up a tremendous step.
Now my spoken English is fluent especially when I swear, I am the best.
But now as I listen to Teacher Ye speaking the standard London accent, the gentle voice analyzing sentence structure, I just yawned. I covered my mouth and yawned as my eyes roamed around. As a result, when I was yawning halfway, I saw to my side, the next seat and the next seat, Jiang Li was also yawning.
Our eyes met, I quickly closed my mouth, opened my eyes wide to look cute and gave him a warm smile. The result was this young boy cast me a cold glance, eyelids did not even blink, turned away coolly to listen to the lecture, leaving my warm smile instantly stiffen in mid-air.
I was embarrassed. Jiang Li 's big bear seatmate who thought I was smiling at him, turned red in his face, shyly smiled at me and flushing up to his ears, bend down his head to read his notes.
I, the overaged White Bones Witch who was lost in the cool boy's circle, almost cried out.
After class was dismissed, I sat around feeling bored. Song Chang Ran looked shy and I took the initiative to strike up a conversation with the hope of getting a little information on Jiang Li's preferences from her so that I could complete my task earlier. But this little bookworm talked only a few words, then bowed down her head to do her worksheets, making me so angry that I rolled my eyes but could not do anything.
In the class, there were a lot of bastards who intentionally or unintentionally stood around to watch me but I was only concerned about a person from the beginning.
I turned around and glanced at Jiang Li who was sitting a meter away, writing on his work papers. Red lips, white teeth, from this angle looking towards him, this side of his face looked like a young female but his dark thick eyebrows did not give him the look of a young lady.
This type of calm, cold school grass* (voted to be most handsome in school), how many people would subsidize him?
My eyelids twitched, a terrible idea quickly crossed my mind, I subconsciously slapped my hand on the table, *Pa*......attracted the attention of the whole class bastards.
Everyone turned around and stared at me, thirty to forty pairs of small and big eyes and Song Chang Ran became frightened, face full of denunciation.
Under the watchful eyes, I rubbed on the pain in the palm of my hand, looking at everyone in embarrassment, smiled and said. "That....I....I wanted to test the hardness of the table." I put my index finger on the table. "This......good quality, ah. Ha, ha, ha,This is indeed a famous school......"
Then a burst of big and small taunting laughter.
The children turned back to continue with their work. Out of the corner of my eyes, I could still see Jiang Li looking appreciatively at me. I turned around and released my most brilliant smile. In my heart, gritting my teeth, I wanted to ask him: Little Brother, you are not a homosexual, right?
This long and suffering day, other than dizziness arising from the heavenly books of Mathematical physics, Chemical biology, English lesson and other than harvesting a bunch of white flowers, I almost had no harvest.
This reality almost made me crazy. Lao Tan gave me a deadline that was tight and really assumed I was a superwoman with three-heads, six-limbs.* (a very capable woman). Still what my old mother said was correct, no matter how strong a woman, she should always pretend to be a small bird and nestled up to a man like Lin Daiyu* (the beautiful and talented heroine of Dream of Red Mansions). A strong woman was always silly, with a slight provocation, she would straighten her body to fight until death like a mother cockroach.
With regret, I cannot go back to the beginning and even began to miss the days in Meise. Fortunately, I did not have to go home and do my homework.
But probably God took pity on me. This day, when I was on class duty, I got to know the little girl wearing glasses sitting in the first row, called Ding Wu Shuang. This little girl was a bit weird and after talking to her for about half an hour later, I was pleased to find out that this little girl's gossip skill was unparalleled.
Heavens, thank you for sending me a wonderful child in my times of need.
I tossed away the reservations that I had when I first came here and went straight to the point. I directly asked about the handsome guy and of course, I still had to beat around the bush. I furtively went up to Ding Wu Shuang and whispered to her. "Wu Shuang, Wu Shuang, in our grade, is there any top grade handsome guy?"
My ultimate goal was to lead the topic of discussion to Jiang Li.
Ding Wu Shuang's cunning eyes flashed, furtively looked around the area, sneakily holding a broom, dragged me to the garbage corner.
Looks like hot news, I secretly chuckled.
The two of us, one gossipy girl, one harboring ulterior motives, muttering and chattering about women's eternal topic.......Handsome guys.
"Handsome guy? Do you want to know him? Why?"
"Yes. Do you know what they call me at my original school? A love-struck flower in a cluster of flowers! Quick tell me, tell me. In our grade, who is the top grade handsome guy? I am going to salivate."
".......top grade, well, Ning Xuan in Class 5, ah......" Ding Wu Shuang's pair of unparalleled hands clenched into fists, flashing with stars of adoration in her eyes, said. "My Xiao Xuan Xuan........"
"No more?" I almost wanted to hit her but restrained my temper and guided her along.
As expected, Ding Wu Shuang again looked around to determine no one was eavesdropping and carefully said. "And there is Jiang Li who is in our class. The two of them rotates as our school grass. This semester is Ning Xuan's turn, so I decided to like Xuan Xuan a little bit more. Anyway, Jiang Li is close by, every day I can see him and I am tired of him. Xiao Xuan Xuan behaves worse than Jiang Li and is more mysterious."
The name 'Xiao Xuan Xuan' spat from Wu Shuang's mouth made my intestines trembled. Nowadays handsome guys are quite pitiful, they eventually end up being in a girl's collection of pets. Even the nickname also sounded like a pug, no wonder his temper was also not good.
Actually, Kang Zixian was also brought up with a lot of pampering. At this time, Kang Zixian suddenly appeared in my mind, with his distinctively cold and occasional warm handsome face. I did not know why, this time I suddenly thought of him, probably because of my guilty conscience.
I shook my head and banished the thought of the disgusting Kang Zixian from my mind.
"Wu Shuang, who do you like more?" I asked the question to determine whether Wu Shuang would help me.
"Umm......" Wu Shuang was shy, small eyes concealing her love, her pupils glittering, she held her collar tightly, said in embarrassment. "I like Ning Xuan."
Little Obedient, your auntie was waiting for this answer.
I was overjoyed, took a deep breath, restrained my great excitement, pretended to be cute and asked her. "But Wu Shuang, I think our class Jiang Li is also very handsome, very cute, too."
Wu Shuang displayed an expression of disdain, waved her hand. "Mei Da, you do not know, Jiang Li's temper is very bad, always ignoring people. Although Xiao Xuan Xuan is a playboy, he is more polite."
I blinked my eyes a few times, suddenly used force to hold Wu Shuang's shoulders and painfully said. "But, Wu Shuang, what to do? I.....I think I like.....like Jiang Li.....love at first sight......"
Wu Shuang was dumbstruck. I pursued the matter, blinking at her, made a persistent effort. "Shuang Shuang, good Shuang Er, you will help me, right? I really like Jiang Li, this type of boys! ! ! !"
Seeing that Wu Shuang was dubious, I pretended to be shy, bowed my head and twisted the hem of my shirt. "Wu Shuang, Iet me tell you a secret. I was really surprised. Before this, I did not believe in love at first sight but today when I saw Jiang Li......"
I suddenly and fiercely held her shoulders which made her so scared that she widened her small eyes. "When he looked at me, I only felt a streak of lightning and thunder....*shwa, shwa, shwa*.....my heart was struck and my heartbeat quickened. Very fast, very fast, as if there is really a deer jumping in my heart. I thought I was dying, but after a long time I understood, I was.....emotionally affected."
Wu Shuang was deceived by my superb performance and for a long time did not speak.
I was getting anxious and ruthlessly said. "Shuang Shuang, my daddy (vomit) said that I could be considered a little beauty and I think Jiang Li will like me. You say, will it be okay if I chase after Jiang Li? I like his good heart and I'm eager and impatient! ! ! !"
I did not carry on. I was afraid that if I continued, Shuang Shuang would vomit and if she did not, I would be the first to vomit all over the place.
After acting out my confession in Qiong Yao-style*(a famous writer of romance stories), Wu Shuang's expression showed her dislike for my sputter and was obviously slowly digesting the whole thing.
"You son of a bitch!" Shuang Shuang suddenly mumbled, a determined light flashed in her eyes, she used her hands to wipe off the saliva from my face, resolutely and decisively said. "Get him!"
Vaguely, I seemed to see the glorious light of victory shinning over my head.