[School Dominant Female Protagonist × Academic Dominant Male Protagonist]
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Lin Zhiyan was suspended from school for fighting. When school started a week later, I heard that there was a transfer student in the class?
How could we miss this? There is room for future homework!
Lin Zhiyan: "This new guy is fair and clean, how can he be mute?"
Follower: "Boss, he just doesn't like to talk..."
Lin Zhiyan worked hard to sit at the same table as this top student, and his journey of teasing the innocent little boy had just begun.
Lin Zhiyan: "New here, what's your name?"
The boy held up his glasses with his hand and said, "My name is Xia Chiye."
Lin Zhiyan: "Your name is quite nice. Did your mother give it to you or did your father give it to you?"
Xia Chiye: "..."
Follower: "Boss, if you don't know how to chat, you don't have to chat..."
The boys on the playground were beating basketballs, sweating wantonly, and full of youthful atmosphere.
Lin Zhiyan: "Primary school bully, can you play basketball?"
Xia Chiye: "No"
Lin Zhiyan: "Really stupid"
Lin Zhiyan stood up, tied up her long messy hair, and turned back to smile arrogantly at him.
Lin Zhiyan: "Look, sister will show you her skills."
The girl ran around the playground wantonly, even though she was a girl, she was no less impressive, and she won loud cheers.
This scene was planted in the young man's heart, and even he himself was not aware of it.
The exam was about to come, Lin Zhiyan bit his pen and watched his deskmate write the paper. She seemed unaware of the tension of the exam and was just minding her own business.
Xia Chiye: "Lin Zhiyan, the exam is about to come, do you want to continue playing?"
Lin Zhiyan: "What's the exam? Sister, I'm..."
Lin Zhiyan, who wanted to say something more, was stared at by him, and finally became discouraged.
Lin Zhiyan: "I just write. Really, isn't it just a test? Let me get you first place!"
After the exam, Lin Zhiyan looked at his last place in silence and asked his top student classmates to tutor him in his homework.
The wind picked up, and the girl's hair was blown by the wind. The sunshine outside the window hit the boy's delicate face, and traces of unknown feelings sprouted and took root in the dark.
Intent: Two-way secret love