Zhou Linxiao’s tone made people instantly visualize a man asking, “What are you doing with my wife?”, and then the male third party replying very calmly and shamelessly, “I’m having an affair with your wife.”

Bai Jiangxin didn’t speak, only glanced at Zhou Linxiao’s abdominal muscles.

Zhou Linxiao noticed the other party’s completely indifferent gaze, as if in the other’s eyes, this was nothing more than a few pieces of bland chicken breast.

Zhou Linxiao slightly raised his eyebrows and said, “Xiang Di said my abs are handsome. Do you want to touch them too?”

——Your wife said the experience of having an affair with me was very good, do you want to join us too?

Bai Jiangxin lightly glanced at Xiang Di again.

Xiang Di felt a little guilty.

People who love fitness are never shy about showing their bodies, because this is the best proof of their self-discipline in life and good physical condition. If they can get praise from others, then even better. The abs were something Zhou Linxiao took the initiative to show to Xiang Di. He had no impure thoughts, and Xiang Di didn’t either—purely one showing, one appreciating.

If it were Liang Qianqian right now, she would definitely say, “I want to see too, I want to see too.” If it were Ye Minjia, he would definitely also say, “Bro, those abs are well-trained, let me touch them too,” and then happily admire them together with Xiang Di.

But standing in front of them now was not those two people, but Bai Jiangxin, her crush.

It didn’t feel like being caught cheating; she and Bai Jiangxin weren’t that kind of relationship.

It felt more like secretly stanning someone else and then being caught by the original idol.

Xiang Di grinned. In front of Zhou Linxiao, she couldn’t deny the compliment she had just given, and smiled a bit stiffly. “They are pretty handsome.”

“Is that so? Then you continue.” Bai Jiangxin said to Zhou Linxiao again. “I won’t. Not interested.”

He had no interest in Zhou Linxiao’s abs, and absolutely no interest in joining them.

Zhou Linxiao had a mixed-blood face kissed by God, high emotional intelligence, knew how to talk, was popular wherever he went, and had never been rejected so coldly before.

The olive-colored eyes darkened slightly. Zhou Linxiao put his clothes down, the corner of his lips still carrying a smile. “Looks like Classmate Bai isn’t very interested in fitness, but I can understand. After all, just attending classes and taking exams every day already makes people frantic. Where would you still have the mood to work out?”

Bai Jiangxin ignored him, put down his backpack, sat at his seat, and started morning self-study.

Xiang Di felt Zhou Linxiao’s words made a lot of sense and nodded in agreement. “No wonder when I scroll online and see those foreign high school boys, every single one has such good bodies, but ours here are no good, all skinny dogs.”

“That’s because high school studies abroad are relatively relaxed. They don’t have to sit in classrooms studying every day and have a lot of time to go outdoors.” Zhou Linxiao shrugged. “Can’t help it, different national conditions, different education methods. You can only say each has its own pros and cons.”

Xiang Di muttered, “But I see a lot of boys who are already in college, and their bodies aren’t that great either…”

Zhou Linxiao laughed. “Then that’s just because they’re too lazy. You can’t blame the school or the education system for that.”

As he spoke, he slightly turned his head and said to Bai Jiangxin, who was two desks away, “Classmate Bai, although your grades are good, for a man, just having good grades isn’t enough. After the college entrance exam, if you’re interested in fitness, I can recommend a gym to you, and you can bulk up a bit. I guarantee you’ll look much more handsome than you do now.”

Bai Jiangxin frowned.

Although Zhou Linxiao used a very gentle tone to suggest that he could work out after the college entrance exam, Bai Jiangxin still heard the hidden praise-and-dig in his words.

In fact, from their first meeting, he could already tell from that inner thought of Zhou Linxiao’s—Zhou Linxiao was definitely not as friendly as he appeared on the surface.

The inner voice had no automatic translation function. Zhou Linxiao’s inner voice had been in Spanish. Bai Jiangxin remembered the general pronunciation and intonation, and only after looking it up in a dictionary later did he discover that this mixed-blood guy was not only arrogant, but also extremely conceited.

He enjoyed being admired and liked being a “social emperor.” If the people around him were all inferior to him in ability, then he would naturally become the unquestioned center figure. Everyone would revolve around him, and of course he would not be stingy in releasing his goodwill toward everyone.

But Bai Jiangxin was obviously not within that category. Even though Zhou Linxiao had gained the favor of most people in such a short time, this was, after all, a domestic high school—grades were king. No matter how good you were at socializing, it was useless. When the most admired figure in Fourteenth High was mentioned, it was still the god-tier top student, Bai Jiangxin.

Bai Jiangxin was too lazy to bother with Zhou Linxiao, yet he heard Xiang Di say, moved, “You’re really too nice.”

Bai Jiangxin: “……”

A stupid marmot.

“I’m just giving a casual suggestion. Whether to work out or not still depends on Classmate Bai himself. If he doesn’t want to work out, then my suggestion is pointless anyway.” Zhou Linxiao suddenly remembered, “Oh, didn’t you still not get to touch my abs just now?”

Xiang Di also remembered. “Right.”

Just now, because Bai Jiangxin suddenly appeared, she had forgotten all about it.

Zhou Linxiao looked around. In just these few minutes, quite a few people had already arrived in the classroom.

“How about after we come back from the flag-raising ceremony? There are too many people right now, I’m a bit shy.”

Although he was very willing to show his body, he wasn’t an exhibitionist.

Anyway, her eyes had already been satisfied. Whether she touched or not really didn’t matter to Xiang Di. She said, “It’s fine, it’s fine, then forget it. Being able to look is already enough for me.”

“Just looking is already enough?” Zhou Linxiao curved his lips in a smile. “Are you sure?”

“……”

Xiang Di’s reply was suddenly drowned out by the sound of something heavy hitting the ground.

A backpack was accurately thrown onto the desk beside Bai Jiangxin, followed by a proud shout: “Perfect three-pointer! Yes!”

It was Wang Sichen, that idiot.

Bai Jiangxin looked at him unhappily.

That idiot Wang Sichen was not only talkative, but also couldn’t read the room. Seeing Bai Jiangxin staring at him, he even touched his face and asked in horror, “Why are you looking at me? I came to school without washing my face this morning. Is it that obvious?”

“……”

Bai Jiangxin withdrew his gaze and lowered his head to rub his temples hard.

So why exactly had he gone to the homeroom teacher back then to change seats, replacing Xiang Di with this idiot Wang Sichen.

Whether Wang Sichen washed his face or not had nothing to do with him, but at least Xiang Di’s face was always clean and fair, and you could even smell the fragrance of baby milk cream.

Between an unwashed-face Wang Sichen and Xiang Di, who was internally perverted but outwardly fragrant and soft, under such a stark contrast, Bai Jiangxin finally admitted that he really had done something stupid back then.

Now there was a Wang Sichen blocking between him and Xiang Di, so he could only tilt his head slightly.

Before he could see clearly, another burst of noise sounded beside his ear.

“Ah ah ah ah bro, hurry hurry hurry, let me copy your math worksheet. Damn it, I got carried away playing games last night and forgot to do it. Hurry hurry, we have to hand it in soon!”

Ye Minjia sprinted into the classroom like a hundred-meter dash, ran straight up to Bai Jiangxin, and without another word, picked up Bai Jiangxin’s backpack and started rummaging through it.

With Ye Minjia’s reminder, Wang Sichen also remembered and shouted, “Shit! I forgot to do it too. Let me copy it as well! Thanks, thanks!”

“……”

Seeing that this idiot Ye Minjia rummaged for ages and still couldn’t find it, and even messed up his backpack into chaos, Bai Jiangxin’s head started to hurt again. Irritated, he snatched the backpack back, precisely found the math worksheet inside, and threw it at him. “Hurry up and get lost.”

The value of the grade-first student’s test paper went without saying—throwing a test paper was like throwing five million.

Ye Minjia got the test paper, rolled away in satisfaction, and even took Wang Sichen with him.

“Class monitor, don’t be so selfish, let’s copy together!”

Bai Jiangxin’s ears finally became quiet.

But it was already too late. Zhou Linxiao was already chatting with someone else, and Xiang Di was reciting classical Chinese by herself.

Bai Jiangxin frowned.

So what exactly did she answer Zhou Linxiao? Did she still want to touch Zhou Linxiao’s abs or not?

─── ꒰ঌ·✦·໒꒱ ───

This question persisted until after the flag-raising ceremony ended, everyone returned to the classroom, and the first period began, and Bai Jiangxin still didn’t get an answer.

The first period was Chinese. At this stage, it was very difficult to raise scores in Chinese. Those who could get high scores would get high scores no matter what; those who couldn’t, were just like that. There was basically no need to lecture anymore. The Chinese teacher directly handed out a set of test papers to everyone and told them to do it on their own.

It was no different from self-study. Many people quietly worked on assignments from other subjects. The Chinese teacher sat at the podium, saw it, and couldn’t be bothered to care.

Doing homework from other subjects was fine—at least it still counted as studying—but playing with a phone was crossing the line.

But if the person playing with their phone was Bai Jiangxin, then what should the teacher do?

It had to be said that even when Bai Jiangxin looked at his phone, his posture was more proper than other students’. Open and aboveboard, not hiding anything. One hand held the phone, the other lightly propped his chin. He still wore his usual unsmiling expression, brows slightly knit, face serious.

The Chinese teacher hesitated for a long time, and in the end still didn’t speak.

He probably wasn’t scrolling through funny short videos. What normal person scrolls short videos with such a serious expression?

So maybe Bai Jiangxin was using his phone to look up information?

Without even verifying, the Chinese teacher just forced herself to believe this.

Anyway, she trusted Bai Jiangxin. He definitely wasn’t the type of student who ignored classroom discipline.

Bai Jiangxin’s phone had a privacy screen protector. Even Wang Sichen didn’t know what he was looking at. He only knew that Bai Jiangxin looked extremely focused and serious.