SC Chapter 3
by VolareA handsome young man pushed the door open, his face indifferent, his school uniform shining white, looking every bit like someone who walks in with their own background music. His legs were straight and long, his lips were red and moist, quite different from the young man under the sunset that day.
Duan Sirong had already attracted the attention of many girls in Class 9 during the new student orientation, even the “Iron Tree” class monitor, Li Yu, was a little moved.
It was rare for the class to be so quiet, rare for no one to be talking. The atmosphere made the teacher from Class 8 feel a bit incredulous.
Xiao Mo looked around the class, choosing a deskmate for Duan Sirong. All the girls sat as straight as rulers.
“Some students shouldn’t be putting on an act at a time like this. If you usually perform well, I will naturally let Duan Sirong be your deskmate.”
Hearing these serious words, more than half of the girls slumped their shoulders in disappointment.
Xiao Mo wanted Duan Sirong to sit in the front row, but the six students sitting there were all top students, and the back rows…
Xiao Mo couldn’t bear to let her beloved academic go to the back, but she couldn’t let Duan Sirong sit in the back either!
Xiao Mo was caught in a dilemma, at a loss for what to do.
Duan Sirong suddenly spoke, “Teacher, I want to sit in that seat.” Duan Sirong pointed with his finger.
Everyone followed his gaze, and the person he pointed at was… me, damn it.
Yun Muye.
The person in question hadn’t noticed yet and was still playing with a pen on the desk.
Actually, Yun Muye hadn’t expected Duan Sirong to come to Class 9. He was stunned for a moment when he saw Duan Sirong.
The pen in Yun Muye’s hand was suddenly pressed down by Guo Xi. Yun Muye frowned, impatiently saying, “Are you trying to—”
Good heavens! Why are you all looking at me? With such… envious expressions?
Yun Muye looked up and found that Duan Sirong’s hand was pointing at Liu Lan’s seat.
Xiao Mo almost jumped up in shock, “Sirong, that seat is taken.”
“Even if it wasn’t, you probably wouldn’t let me sit there.”
Yun Muye raised an eyebrow. This guy had good sense. Yun Muye didn’t exactly dislike him, but he thought having a top student next to him would interfere with his slacking off.
Duan Sirong was silent, but looked a bit unhappy.
This silent, actionless scene almost scared Xiao Mo to death, and she quickly changed her tune.
“You can sit there. Yun Muye, move Liu Lan’s things to the fifth seat in the third row.” Xiao Mo looked at Liu Lan’s messy desk, “Or just switch desks.”
Yun Muye’s face darkened instantly. Xiao Mo scurried over to his ear and said, “I’ll buy you a milk tea later.”
Yun Muye switched Liu Lan’s desk with the empty one in the third row.
Liu Lan sat with Wang Xin, his friend in the class.
Duan Sirong walked to Liu Lan’s seat and sat down. A group of girls turned their heads to look.
Yun Muye looked at his still icy face and quietly asked, “You’re not strict, are you?”
Duan Sirong ignored him, putting his index finger to his lips in a gesture for silence.
Damn, he’s a bit strict.
Xiao Mo’s eyes were glued to Yun Muye, her mind automatically conjuring up an image of Yun Muye beating up Duan Sirong. If that really happened—
Xiao Mo said to Li Yu, “Keep an eye on Yun Muye.”
Li Yu nodded.
“Okay, everyone, take out your language textbooks. Let’s start the lesson.”
Yun Muye naturally wouldn’t listen. He looked at Duan Sirong, who had opened his book. As long as he didn’t interfere with him sleeping, it would be fine.
Yun Muye lay down to sleep. He was worried that Duan Sirong might wake him up while he was sleeping. He had even thought about where to hit him.
But Duan Sirong didn’t bother him at all, and Yun Muye had a very comfortable sleep.
As soon as the bell rang, Xiao Mo left the classroom. This once-in-a-millennium situation made the whole class very happy.
Yun Muye rubbed the corners of his eyes and stretched. He turned his head and saw several sheets of paper covered in writing on Duan Sirong’s desk, neatly arranged.
Duan Sirong tidied up his desk, looked at the person next to him who had already woken up, and said, “Awake? You were sleeping the whole time and didn’t listen to the lesson. These are the notes I took for you. Take a look.”
Yun Muye was stunned. This guy took notes for him? Guo Xi in front of them turned around, as if having heard a joke, and said, “Academic Duan, Brother Yun never listens to class.”
Duan Sirong tilted his head, “Is that so?”
Yun Muye cocked his head and nodded. Duan Sirong’s fair hand pulled out a simpler language arts notebook from his bag.
“Then study this.”
Yun Muye: “…”
The girls in the class didn’t dare to approach Duan Sirong because of Yun Muye and could only watch from the sidelines with longing eyes.
Let me see, handsome guy Duan Sirong picks up a piece of paper, gets close to that Yun Muye blockhead, holding a pen, what the hell… is explaining, questions, to him?
Li Yu had already stepped forward to hold down Yun Muye’s fist, but Guo Xi gestured for him to be quiet.
Li Yu was confused but still leaned in to take a look, getting closer and closer. This guy was actually listening seriously?
Did the sun rise in the west today?
Li Yu looked even closer.
My goodness, Yun Muye actually looks so handsome when he’s serious, his eyelids drooping, his face flushed, like an obedient kitten.
Yun Muye seemed to sense the gaze, and those icy, blade-like eyes looked directly over, “What are you doing?”
Li Yu was startled.
Guo Xi heavily patted Yun Muye on the shoulder, teasing, “Brother Yun, she looked like she was mesmerized just now!”
Duan Sirong’s expression flickered slightly when he heard this. He quietly organized the notes and put them into Yun Muye’s empty bag.
“Remember to bring your book tomorrow so I can explain the lesson to you and you can understand.”
Guo Xi took his girlfriend’s hand, fondling it as he said, “Academic Duan, it’s already giving you face if Brother Yun can listen to these few minutes today!”
Yun Muye warned, “I told you, do that where I can’t see it!”
“Oh, Brother Yun, are you allergic to romance!”
“It makes me sick to look at!”
The two were forced to let go of their hands again.
Yun Muye waved his hand dismissively at the panicked Li Yu, then patiently said to Duan Sirong, “Don’t explain it tomorrow.”
Duan Sirong was a little puzzled and took out a few yuan from his bag.
Yun Muye raised an eyebrow, “What are you doing? I won’t study even if you give me money!”
Duan Sirong explained word by word, “This is the money you paid for my noodles yesterday. I’m returning it to you.”
Oh, this guy’s pretty good!
“Keep it and continue to let me explain the questions to you.”
What a load of crap!
Yun Muye grabbed Duan Sirong’s collar and said with a disdainful look, “Are you sick? If you want to study, go study yourself! Don’t drag me into this, okay?”
No one in the class dared to say a word, and not only that, even the class next door was silent.
Duan Sirong, however, was not afraid of Yun Muye’s scary expression and still nodded lightly as usual.
Yun Muye angrily took a big gulp of water, and the bell rang at this moment.
This class was chemistry, and usually, the chemistry teacher, Li Dongdong, would enter the classroom a few minutes early.
Xiao Mo suddenly appeared from the back. As soon as she entered the door, she first looked at Duan Sirong to see if he was hurt.
“Today, Teacher Li has something to do. Li Yu, go to the podium for self-study.”
Guo Xi took out a deck of cards from his drawer, but Xiao Mo grabbed them, “What is this? Are you going to play Landlords again?”
Guo Xi said flatteringly, “Dear Teacher Xiao, this is Truth or Dare.” He turned the packaging over.
Xiao Mo carefully examined it before returning the cards to Guo Xi.
“Pay attention to discipline!”
Guo Xi turned his head, drew a card from the box, “Come, come, Truth or Dare.”
Yun Muye’s anger had subsided a lot, and he casually agreed, asking, “Guo Xi, who do you choose between me and Liu Lan?”
“Damn, are you sick! What kind of stupid question is that!”
Yun Muye took out a comic book. This chapter just happened to be about the protagonist fighting the villain.
Yun Muye looked at Duan Sirong, who was making him uncomfortable, and then at Guo Xi, who was muttering, and blurted out.
“Then hit Duan Sirong.”
Guo Xi continued to curse, “What kind of stupid dare is that!”
“Besides, it’s not like you haven’t played this before, what question has to be drawn!”
Guo Xi looked at Duan Sirong, anticipating his reaction, but after waiting for a minute, Duan Sirong didn’t react at all, so Guo Xi could only scratch his head awkwardly.
Yun Muye turned another page, which depicted the fierce battle between the protagonist and the villain. Yun Muye said, “You said it has to be drawn, come on, rock-paper-scissors.”
Guo Xi crossed his legs and nodded in agreement.
In the first round, Yun Muye played rock, and Guo Xi played scissors.
Yun Muye sneered, mocking, “Too weak.”
Guo Xi said, “I’ll accept my loss. I choose dare.”
Yun Muye closed the book, did a fancy shuffle with the cards, and drew five, holding them in his palm.
Guo Xi chose the second card, which caused Yun Muye to burst into laughter.
Guo Xi immediately had a bad feeling and opened it to see.
Perform the following lines in front of someone:
I am the real angel!
No, you’re not!
Then what am I?!
You are, the devil.
What… Aaaaaaah!!
Yun Muye pointed at the card, laughing as he said, “Hurry up, hahaha! Per, haha! Form, damn! Hurry up, hahahaha!”
This maniacal laughter made Guo Xi’s face darken, “Laugh at your head.”
Duan Sirong put down his pen at this moment and closed his practice questions.
Guo Xi said, “Did we disturb you?”
Duan Sirong shook his head and took out a game diagram from his bag.
It was Yun Muye’s favorite game, but the situation in the arena was obviously not good.
Yun Muye glanced at it, pointing to the monster’s health bar and saying, “With only one support left, why not restart? Do you have the blueprints for these characters’ skills? Let me see.”
Duan Sirong quickly and neatly took out the blueprints for four characters’ skills from his bag.
“What is this crappy attack? You’ve never played this before!” Yun Muye became more and more angry, completely ignoring Guo Xi’s punishment.
Duan Sirong asked, “Then what do you say we should do?”
Yun Muye began to explain.
Guo Xi: “??”
During this time, Duan Sirong could quickly pull out whichever blueprint Yun Muye needed.
Yun Muye explained seriously for ten minutes. In the middle, Duan Sirong deliberately asked a few questions, and when Yun Muye couldn’t answer, Duan Sirong would pull out a handwritten solution.
So, another ten minutes were added. Even Wang Shuai, who was inspecting, was a little taken aback when he saw this scene.
After analyzing the entire set of skills, Yun Muye clapped his hands triumphantly.
After a long while, he realized that he seemed to have been tricked?!