"Now I just have to wait for the bounty to come in, and I can go all out," Wang Yue thought with glee. With this recipe, his milk tea shop had finally found its footing. He envisioned opening milk tea shops everywhere, on every street, in every alley. Airports, train stations, high-speed rail stations – they would all have one. Wang Yue was already dreaming of a wonderful future.
Just then, an unwelcome voice broke into his pleasant fantasy. "Little kid, lend me some money."
A man, looking utterly dejected, blocked Wang Yue's path. His hair was like a bird's nest, and his eyes were bloodshot, as if he hadn't slept in days.
"Piss off," Wang Yue said, offering no pleasantries.
"You fucking cursed me?" The man was taken aback. By the time Wang Yue had walked a distance, the man, enraged, chased after him. "You cursed me, so pay up! Otherwise, I'll show you what cruelty is."
The man pursued him, saying fiercely. However, his weakened state made him hardly intimidating. Wang Yue had put all his attribute points into height the previous night, now standing at a full 181cm. This man was half a head shorter than him.
"What are you barking about?" Wang Yue stared at the man, a sneer curling his lips. In the past, Wang Yue might have been a little scared of people who begged for money on the street. But ever since he caught the fugitive last night, his courage had grown considerably. These petty thugs who only dared to "borrow" money from students on the street, truthfully, Wang Yue looked down on them in both his past and present life.
"Little kid, are you itching for a beating?" The thug's face contorted further.
"I'll say it again, get lost!" Wang Yue's voice turned cold, his gaze becoming menacing. The thug, seeing the look in Wang Yue's eyes, grew a little scared. It seemed this student truly wasn't afraid of him, for whatever reason. The thug didn't dare to persist. Although he felt a bit embarrassed. "Uncle is in a good mood today, so I'll let you off the hook." The thug slunk away. Wang Yue let out a snort. If the thug had pushed it further, he would have truly resorted to force. Fortunately, the guy knew when to quit.
Soon, Wang Yue arrived at school, bustling with students. Seeing the vibrant energy on their faces, a warmth surged within Wang Yue. In his past life, during his lowest moments, he had stood outside the school gate, watching these young students. He would reminisce about his own student days with a sigh, wishing he could relive them. Now that he had truly returned, he was determined to live a more brilliant life.
As he entered the school gate, Wang Yue saw the imposing figure of the dean of students, his sharp eyes scanning the incoming students. Wang Yue met his gaze and gave a polite smile. "Good morning, Dean."
"Good morning." The dean returned the smile, his stern face looking somewhat amusing when he smiled. The dean's name was Li Jianghe. Wang Yue had been caught by him playing on his phone in the dormitory during his first year of high school.
Upon reaching the classroom, Wang Yue noticed Qiao Zixuan was already at her seat. "Good morning, Class Monitor," Wang Yue greeted with a smile. Qiao Zixuan shot him a glare and didn't respond, appearing to be angry. "What's up with this woman, acting so strange?" Wang Yue was puzzled and returned to his seat. As soon as he sat down, a pleasant fragrance wafted over him. Wang Yue looked up to see Qiao Zixuan standing before him.
"What is it, Class Monitor?" Wang Yue asked, looking bewildered. Qiao Zixuan grew even more annoyed. *You're asking me what's wrong? You don't even know why I'm angry!!* After a long pause, Qiao Zixuan finally replied, "Why did you disappear yesterday while we were chatting? Don't you know that's very impolite?" Qiao Zixuan had waited until midnight yesterday. She had even dreamt of chatting with Wang Yue, only to wake up to find no reply after a whole night.
"Oh! You mean the QQ messages, I forgot. I had a lot going on last night." Wang Yue smiled sheepishly. "I promise I'll tell you next time."
"Hmph, that's more like it." Qiao Zixuan felt much better. Then she felt her face flush. She had actually come to question a boy about why he hadn't replied to her messages? This wasn't like her at all. Just then, Hu Qianhao entered the classroom.
"Brother Yue, look what good stuff I brought you... Yo, Class Monitor!" Hu Qianhao trotted over, carrying a bag of xiaolongbao and two cups of soy milk. "Am I disturbing you two? Should I eat outside the classroom?" Hu Qianhao chuckled.
"No need, I was just discussing academic matters with student Wang Yue, and we're done now," Qiao Zixuan said expressionlessly before turning and leaving. In front of others, Qiao Zixuan always maintained her ice queen demeanor. Hu Qianhao sat down with a sly grin. "Brother Yue, I don't believe you were just discussing academic matters with the Class Monitor. Tell me! Is there something you're hiding from me?"
"What do you think it is?" Wang Yue asked, looking at Hu Qianhao with amusement.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, what else could it be? A gifted scholar and a beautiful lady, a perfect match, burning desire, collusion..."
"Scram!"
"Got it!"
"But before I scram, Brother Yue, this is breakfast I brought for you..."
...
The first class was Wang Yue's favorite, Chinese. One reason was his fondness for the subject, and the other was that the Chinese teacher was incredibly beautiful. The Chinese teacher, Yu Siyu, was only 26 years old and held a master's degree from a prestigious university. It was said the school had spent a fortune to recruit her. In this age of budding romance, Yu Siyu was the dream girl for many male students.
"Stand up!"
"Hello, Teacher!"
"Hello, students." Yu Siyu walked to the podium and smiled, greeting everyone. Today, Yu Siyu wore a black dress that exposed her collarbones. A silver necklace adorned her fair, swan-like neck, giving her an air of nobility and elegance. Yu Siyu wasn't only blessed with a phenomenal figure but also with breathtaking beauty. A touch of makeup was enough to outshine those internet-famous faces of later generations. Wang Yue saw Hu Qianhao stealthily swallowing. If not for his extensive experience from his past life, Wang Yue might have also been unable to resist.
"Alright, everyone, open your books. Today we will study 'Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng'."
"In the former territory of Yuzhang, a new prefecture of Hongdu. Its stars align with Yi and Zhen, its lands connect to Heng and Lu..."
Everyone paid close attention during Yu Siyu's class. Even the underperforming students who usually didn't pay attention, like Gu Zhi and Wang Yucheng, were engrossed. This was likely the effect of a charismatic teacher. After reading the entire text aloud, Yu Siyu looked at the students and smiled. "Students, which sentences in the text do you like, and why?"
In Yu Siyu's class, the male students were eager to participate. As soon as she finished speaking, five or six boys raised their hands simultaneously. Yu Siyu scanned the room and pointed to a thin, dark-skinned boy. "Chen Lei, you can answer." Chen Lei excitedly stood up and recited clearly, "Teacher, I like the sentence 'The setting sun and lonely egret fly together; the autumn water merges with the sky in one hue.'"