Let me win you over, and you'll become a heartthrob before I even begin?

Yan Weixi stared at the scissors at her feet, her expression not exactly pleasant.

The person who lost the scissors was so frightened when he realized he had almost caused trouble that he turned pale. Only after seeing that the other person was alright did he recover and feel relieved for Yan Weixi's narrow escape.

He jogged over and repeatedly bowed in apology:

"I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry! I was cutting something and I didn't expect the scissors to suddenly slip from my hand!"

"I'm so sorry! This was my fault. To make amends, let me treat you to dinner!"

The little girl standing behind the man nervously tugged at his clothes.

She stepped forward timidly: "I'm sorry! Big sister! It's my fault... It's because I asked Dad to cut open the bag, and I accidentally put it in front of you..."

Yan Weixi glanced at the anxious and earnest man, and the timid and self-reproachful little girl, before shaking her head.

"There's no need for a meal, just apologize."

The man immediately objected: "How can that be? It was our mistake that almost hurt you!"

"It's really not necessary."

Yan Weixi saw the little girl in front of her wearing a clean, slightly faded dress and the man who was patched up in various places but was still clean, and still chose to refuse.

The little girl rummaged in her pocket for a while, then held up the only five candies she had in her hand: "Sister! Can I have some candy? It's very sweet!"

"it is good."

Yan Weixi took two candies: "I'll take two. This lady just saved me, so I'll give her one as a token of my appreciation, is that alright?"

Hearing that Yan Weixi was willing to accept her candy, the little girl smiled sincerely and kindly: "Okay!"

Yan Weixi's mood immediately improved.

But soon her mood soured again.

Along the way, she encountered all sorts of misfortunes, big and small, which tripped her up and ultimately made her gloriously late.

At this moment, she stood alone against the empty back wall.

Yan Weixi complained to herself, "Why am I so unlucky lately?"

The little panda standing at her feet kept her company while she was being punished.

The little panda scratched its head, confused: "You'll have bad luck every time you go out with your sister these next few days."

Did the original text mention that my sister was unlucky?

"No!"

"That's strange. Could it be that our sum is actually negative?"

"That's possible, after all, you've never spent time together before."

"I see!" Yan Weixi suddenly realized.

The next second, a sudden realization dawned on him: "Wait a minute, why am I always the one who's unlucky?"

Red panda: "...Because you are kind."

"Misapped formula, zero points!"

"Hehe, you'll do it again next time."

Sometimes I really want to sew your little mouth shut!

Suddenly realizing that her stomach was empty, Yan Weixi habitually touched her belly and complained with a resentful look, "I'm so hungry."

Ji Xingyi, who was lecturing on the podium, glanced at Yan Weixi out of the corner of her eye and saw her clutching her stomach. After a moment's thought, she quickly agreed:

"Go back and sit down, and listen carefully to the lesson."

"Yes!" Yan Weixi immediately replied upon hearing that she had been spared.

She slipped into her seat in a flash, as smoothly as a habitual offender.

Ji Xingyi gave him a question: "Finish this question, and we'll call someone up in a bit."

Seeing that the students below had begun to bury themselves in calculations, he calmly went out to make a phone call.

When he returned, he called Yan Weixi to the stage without the slightest hesitation.

Fortunately, Yan Weixi knew how to do this question.

*

after class.

Yan Weixi was about to go to the cafeteria when she saw her homeroom teacher walk up to her.

Yan Weixi: "?"

Ji Xingyi glanced at her: "Come out with me."

Yan Weixi followed him out of the classroom, completely bewildered.

Because she couldn't understand what her homeroom teacher meant, she started to think the worst:

"Is my homeroom teacher going to punish me?"

The little panda perched on the top of the head pondered, "Maybe so, after all, you're the only one in the class who's late."

Yan Weixi: "...My life is over!"

Just when Yan Weixi thought they were going to the office, Ji Xingyi instead led her to the dining area used for breakfast during breaks.

Upon entering the dining area, one sees a formally dressed man with meticulously combed hair standing in a prominent position, carrying a lunchbox, his back straight and his expression serious.

Upon seeing Ji Xingyi, the man strode over, his voice unhurried: "Young Master, I've brought your breakfast."

"Okay, just leave it there."

"Ok."

The man put down the lunchbox nearby, helped open it, and left after receiving a gesture of thanks.

Yan Weixi: "?"

Ji Xingyi pulled out a chair for herself: "I'll treat you to breakfast. Studying on an empty stomach is bad for your health."

"You invited me?"

"Ah."

"Then I won't be polite! Thank you, teacher!"

"You're welcome."

Yan Weixi pulled out the other chair and sat down.

Upon seeing the wide variety of dishes in the bento box, my starving appetite was instantly whetted.

She was frantically eating rice on the side.

She only remembered that her teacher was still standing there when she was halfway through her meal, and she glanced at her sideways.

At this moment, Ji Xingyi was not eating. She was sitting to the side, her long, straight legs in suit pants crossed, her posture relaxed. She rolled up a small part of her shirt, revealing her wrist with its prominent veins, which was just reaching for the coffee on the table.

With his other hand, calmly and naturally...

Playing on my phone.

He picked up his coffee, took a sip naturally, and looked relaxed yet elegant.

If Yan Weixi hadn't been at this angle and could see the abstract, funny video playing on his phone, she would have almost thought this highly intelligent, young, future CEO was reading gibberish.

Yan Weixi once again deeply understood the saying that stereotypes can be deadly.

After Yan Weixi finished breakfast, Ji Xingyi picked up her coffee and reminded her before leaving, "Eat properly usually, and don't be late next time."

Having just eaten a meal with her homeroom teacher, Yan Weixi immediately declared, "It was all on me!"

*

in the afternoon.

Ji Xingyi: "..."

Yan Weixi, who was late again, did not dare to look directly at Ji Xingyi and silently looked away.

She didn't expect her phone to run out of battery.

Given her habit of sleeping in, it would be difficult for her not to be late without an alarm clock.

Ji Xingyi remained silent for a moment, then finally said weakly, "Go stand up."

“Yes…” Yan Weixi’s voice weakened.

*

Just got out of school.

Li Yao immediately rushed over and took Yan Weixi's arm: "Xixi, let's walk to the school gate together?"

Looking at Li Yao's sweet smile and her graceful, willow-like figure, Yan Weixi almost doubted whether she had really met the wrong person last night.

Not to be outdone, Jian Luoyue hopped over with a grin: "Take me with you!"

Even the Jian Luoyue of today is completely different from the Jian Luoyue of last night.

Sheng Zhixin walked over with a relaxed and natural expression, her brows radiating confidence, showing no trace of the social anxiety she had displayed the night before.

Yan Weixi almost spoke, but ultimately chose to respect the decision.

The four of them walked together to the school gate.

When she saw her sister waiting for her at the door, Yan Weixi said goodbye to them, "I'm leaving now."

"Bye-bye, Xixi."

Just as Yan Weixi walked towards Yan Nian, a car sped towards them.