The aloof school beauty has been reborn and is now pursuing me relentlessly.

He spoke in a cool and indifferent tone, as if it were none of his business.

But actually, he was just saying it to a few female friends.

Is it childish to compare exam scores?

In the eyes of the campus belle of Suzhou University, Su Jun was not only childish, but simply ridiculous and absurd.

But when it came to Lin Ran, the campus belle of Su University only felt that her little deskmate was really thoughtful and cute.

Does it matter who wins or loses?

It's really okay.

Regardless of whether Su Jun wins or loses, she will never give this disgusting scumbag the slightest bit of kindness again.

As for Lin Ran—

Win or lose.

None of this will affect her attitude towards her deskmate.

On Friday evening, the air on campus was stuffy and hot. The classroom was quiet except for the swishing of pens and the creaking of the ceiling fan.

After several days and nights of relentless effort and battling through mountains of books and seas of exercises, Lin Ran was starting to feel sleepy.

I dozed off for a while, lying on my desk.

When Su Qingyan, who was sitting to the side, turned her head unintentionally, she saw someone lying on their side, fast asleep.

Someone seems to be sleeping soundly.

Her fluffy, messy black hair fell lazily down, with her bangs slightly obscuring her eyes.

Half of his face was pressed against his arm, while the other half of his face was directly facing the side where the school beauty's deskmate was.

To the campus belle of Suzhou University, this sleeping appearance looked rather adorable.

It made her feel a little sorry for him.

I feel that my classmate's recent hard work is all for his own sake.

She subconsciously held her breath and carefully moved closer, observing a sleeping boy so closely and unabashedly for the first time.

My classmate's eyelashes are so long!

Her nose bridge is so straight and prominent.

Her lips were thin, yet they appeared very soft.

Her fluffy hair was a mess, almost like a bird's nest; it needed some tidying up.

But her skin looks really good.

Clean and tidy.

Her cheeks still seem soft.

It makes you want to pinch it.

Su Qingyan was so engrossed in watching that she couldn't help but feel a little tempted. She uncontrollably reached out and, as if possessed, stretched out her hand towards the other person's face.

……

Long, slender, fair fingers touched the boy's face.

Carefully and curiously, I poked the other person's cheek.

It's like having done something wrong and quickly taking it back.

Feeling the soft, bouncy touch that just came from my fingertips.

The campus belle of Soochow University was still not satisfied.

I couldn't help but reach out again.

He leaned closer and poked the other person's face with his finger again.

then.

It seems like I've become somewhat addicted.

Poke the cheek, then poke the dimple, touch the nose, or even poke the other person's slightly pursed lips.

For a moment, the campus belle of Soochow University was having so much fun that she completely forgot about her aloof campus belle persona and that she was still in the classroom for evening self-study.

So she didn't notice.

In other groups of seats in the classroom, some students who were tired from doing their homework straightened up, stretched, and loosened their stiff joints.

Then, without thinking, I turned my head and saw the scene at the back of the fourth group of seats in the classroom.

Wow!

The students who witnessed this scene were stunned and almost doubted whether there was something wrong with their eyes.

They are the class monitor of Class 10.

Their ice queen of Yuna Middle School.

What are you doing?!

Su Qingyan also failed to notice.

Just then, Liu Chun, the homeroom teacher nicknamed "Iron-Faced Spring," walked in through the back door of the classroom with a stern face, as was his habit.

Su Qingyan poked almost every inch of Lin Ran's face with her fingers, and at this point, she was no longer satisfied with just that.

They became bolder.

Reaching out again, this time with two slender, delicate fingers, they pinched someone's cheek—

I pinched it lightly.

then.

I didn't even have time to savor the sensation from my fingertips.

Then a cough came from behind:

"cough."

Su Qingyan was startled, her hand still in motion. She subconsciously turned her head and found that her teacher, Liu Chun, had somehow appeared beside her desk, looking at his beloved student with a somewhat subtle and complicated expression.

"What are you doing?"

……

Lin Ran was half asleep, lying on her desk.

I vaguely felt as if something had touched my face.

Ice and cold.

Then I was bumped again, and then I was bumped again...

At first, he subconsciously thought it was his imagination, until finally he felt as if something was pinching his face, and this light but not heavy feeling finally woke him up.

He opened his eyes drowsily.

She found her face being pinched by two fingers of a fair and slender hand, and the hand remained frozen in place.

Lin Ran: "?"

A question mark appeared above my head.

Looking ahead instinctively, what caught my eye was the familiar figure of my classmate, the school beauty, sitting next to me, along with a pair of middle-aged suit pants and a black belt...

My gaze slowly rose.

The stern-faced appearance of the homeroom teacher, Liu Chun, came into view.

Lin Ran: "!??"

Suddenly I was wide awake!

I woke up instantly!

Someone suddenly sat up straight.

At that moment, upon hearing the commotion from the back row of the fourth group, all the students in the class turned around to look.

They all clearly saw their homeroom teacher, "Iron-Faced Spring," standing in the aisle.

And in the last row of seats.

The ice queen of the school was pinching someone's cheek with two fingers.

The whole class: "???"

Under the watchful eyes of the entire class.

In front of their homeroom teacher, Liu Chun.

Su Qingyan remained calm and composed, gracefully withdrawing her finger from the person's face. She then looked at the homeroom teacher and explained in a light and natural tone:

"Lin Ran has mosquitoes on her face."

"I'll call it for him."

The entire class, especially all the boys, were filled with grief and indignation, their hearts roaring with rage:

What a load of rubbish mosquitoes!

Even if it really is a mosquito, is that how you swat mosquitoes?!

Liu Chun listened with a complex expression, glanced at his beloved disciple, and finally nodded slowly, his tone calm:

"Ah."

"Then you did the right thing."

"Classmates should help and support each other."

The entire class was completely dumbfounded, their emotions running wild like a thousand alpacas galloping through their minds.

Holy crap, Iron-Faced Spring, what are you doing?! What?!

You actually believe such nonsense about "School Beauty Su"? How can you praise and encourage her like that?!

And the next moment.

Liu Chun's gaze shifted to Lin Ran, and instantly turned stern:

"Lin Ran!"

"Do your own thing."

"Next time there are mosquitoes—swat them yourself!"

Lin Ran: "...?"

At that moment, the person felt as if a million question marks were floating above their head.