The school beauty is aloof? Whatever, she has a younger sister.

Chapter 126 My name is Wang Shishi

As the chill deepens, the autumn leaves on campus rustle in the wind. The disadvantages of sitting in the corner of the classroom are becoming increasingly apparent.

The tiles were cold, and the wall felt chilly. At the end of November, sitting against the wall felt like leaning against a large block of ice.

However, Zhang Muchen, being hot-tempered, didn't feel uncomfortable. But Wang Shishi, sitting in front of him, was different.

She was afraid of getting sleepy, so whenever she felt sleepy, she would press her face against the cold wall to cool herself down and drive away the drowsiness.

Most of the time, however, this guy would fall asleep against the wall, his face covered in white dust.

Zhang Muchen realized that she really had a hard time.

Despite being a rich heiress, she still has to endure the cutthroat competition of high school like any other student.

……

The bell rang, and the classroom immediately became lively.

Wang Shishi turned around groggily and leaned on Zhang Muchen's desk, rubbing her cheek against the pages of the book.

"Hmm... Dude, this table is really comfortable to sleep on," Wang Shishi murmured sleepily.

Zhang Muchen raised an eyebrow, glanced at the girl slumped over the table, and said helplessly, "You have your own table, why are you sleeping here?"

Wang Shishi buried her head in her arms and said in a muffled voice, "You're sleeping so soundly."

Zhang Muchen chuckled and casually tapped her head: "This is where I study diligently. You can pay next time before you sleep here."

"Oh……"

Wang Shishi responded with a sound, and then fell silent.

Zhang Muchen sighed and leaned back.

I recently cleaned up my desk and stuffed all the books that were previously piled up high into the storage cabinet.

Previously, Zhang Muchen had piled up books like a small mountain to make it easier to use his phone. But after deciding to study seriously, he realized that the pile of books was obstructing his view of the blackboard, so he tidied it up, making his desk neat and tidy.

But now it seems that this clean and tidy desk makes it convenient for Wang Shishi to lie down and fall asleep...

Zhang Muchen rested his chin on his hand and glanced at Chu Jiuli's seat.

empty.

She went to get water as soon as get out of class was over.

I glanced at my desk drawer again; my phone was lying there, but I wasn't really in the mood to play with it.

boring?

Zhang Muchen's gaze returned to the girl lying on his desk.

He immediately raised his eyebrows.

Bored? Not at all.

His gaze flickered slightly, and he reached out and gently pinched a strand of hair, twirling it between his fingertips.

The girl's hair was smooth and fine, and smelled of shampoo.

Just tying my hair up for fun?

Zhang Muchen suddenly had a bad idea.

A slight smile played on his lips as he silently reached for Chu Jiuli's desk drawer.

"I remember my deskmate had a box of hair ties..."

After groping around for a moment, Zhang Muchen quickly found a plastic box and took it out.

The box lid was transparent, and inside were more than a dozen hair ties neatly arranged. They were pink, blue, purple, and some were decorated with small pearls.

Zhang Muchen picked up a thin hair tie, glanced at Wang Shishi who was lying on the table, and smiled slightly.

He gently loosened her ponytail, skillfully tied it into a small bun, and then used a pink hair tie to pin a cute little ponytail on top of her head.

Zhang Muchen admired her work and felt that something was missing, so she deliberately left some strands of hair to fall beside her cheek.

Her soft hair partially obscured her face, making Wang Shishi's features appear even more delicate.

Her lips were slightly pouting, and her brows and eyes were calm and relaxed. Gone was her usual flamboyant and lively demeanor; instead, she exuded a serene beauty.

Zhang Muchen couldn't help but move closer, his gaze falling on the girl's profile.

You know what, when he's not causing trouble, he's actually quite like a gentle and well-behaved young lady.

He gently picked up a few strands of hair that were hanging down and twirled them between his fingers. The delicate fragrance of the hair, with a hint of sweetness, mingled with the warmth in the air and gradually enveloped him.

It smells so good.

Zhang Muchen was engrossed in playing with her hair when a slightly puzzled voice suddenly sounded behind her.

"What are you doing?"

Zhang Muchen was startled and slowly turned around.

Chu Jiuli stood at the back door of the classroom, holding a thermos in her hand, staring at him with a strange look in her eyes.

"Shh, I'm braiding Bro's hair."

Chu Jiuli pursed her lips and turned her gaze to Wang Shishi.

The girl was fast asleep, with wisps of hair hanging gently from her forehead. The spiky hair on her head swayed slightly, making her sleeping face look even more comically cute.

Chu Jiuli withdrew her gaze and slowly sat down.

"Are you bored?" she asked softly.

Zhang Muchen rested his chin on his hand, his tone languid: "I'm not bored, I just have an itchy hand."

"How about I make one for you too?" Zhang Muchen asked Chu Jiuli.

“No need.” Zhang Muchen raised an eyebrow, his gaze falling on her hair.

My deskmate's hair was also very smooth, black and shiny like satin.

It should feel nice to touch.

I want to touch it~
Chu Jiuli didn't notice Zhang Muchen's slightly bright eyes; her gaze was drawn to the small box on the table.

That was the plastic box where she put her hair ties.

When did this guy sneak out?
She stared for a few seconds, then said nothing more, only in a calm tone, "Put the hair tie back after you're done."

"okay."

Zhang Muchen responded, glancing furtively at Chu Jiuli out of the corner of his eye.

If I had dared to touch her things before, I probably would have been given a cold shoulder long ago.

Now she's just letting herself put it back.
It seems that the past few days of getting along have been very effective.

Zhang Muchen withdrew his gaze and continued to fiddle with Wang Shishi.

A short while later, the teacher walked in through the front door.

Zhang Muchen glanced at the clock on the wall; there were still five minutes before class started.

He reached out and gently shook Wang Shishi, who was lying on the table, and whispered, "Bro, wake up, the teacher is here."

Wang Shishi wrinkled her nose in a daze, her eyelashes trembling slightly, her eyes half-closed.

It took her a while to fully come to her senses before she was completely awake.

"Is class about to start?"

Wang Shishi habitually touched her hair and felt something on the top of her head.
The tiny, trembling little bun swayed slightly.

Zhang Muchen couldn't help but chuckle, and casually picked up the small mirror from Chu Jiuli's table and handed it to Wang Shishi.

Are you satisfied with my cooking?

Wang Shishi stared at herself in the mirror, slightly bewildered.

She had several cute little pigtails on her head, making her look like a little lion.

She blinked and smiled, "Dude, did you tie this up while I was sleeping? It looks really good. Hehehehehe."

She laughed and turned her head to shake her little pigtails, thoroughly enjoying herself.

Zhang Muchen's eyes were also curved in a smile.

He just likes Wang Shishi's personality; she can have fun and laugh easily.

Chu Jiuli sat to the side, quietly watching Wang Shishi's giggling and laughing appearance.

She sighed silently to herself.

Shishi has a really good temper.

If it were him, would Zhang Muchen dare to tie his hair into a little topknot while he was sleeping?
She gently twirled the pages of the book with her fingertips, then suddenly paused in thought: I don't think I can do anything about him either.
"Bro, help me untie this," Wang Shishi's voice rang out.

"Okay."

Wang Shishi obediently leaned her head closer, waiting for Zhang Muchen to untie her cute little bun.

But at that moment, a familiar figure was suddenly reflected in her pupils.

The head of the teaching department suddenly appeared at the back door of the classroom.

"Director Wang?" Wang Shishi was taken aback.

Zhang Muchen looked up at the sound and met Director Wang's gaze at the door.

"Director Wang, do I look good with my hairstyle?" Wang Shishi asked with a smile.

Director Wang originally came to see Zhang Muchen, but his gaze was drawn to Wang Shishi's strange hairstyle, and his eyebrows twitched involuntarily.

He paused for two seconds, then nodded dryly: "Hmm, Li, your hairstyle is very unique."

Wang Shishi: "?"

Her smile froze, and she pouted, "Director Wang, my surname is Wang, not Li."

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Director Wang coughed and looked away somewhat awkwardly.

To be honest, Director Wang can remember both the good and bad students.

But for someone like Wang Shishi, who doesn't cause trouble, doesn't stand out, and stays quietly in the class, it's good enough if he even has an impression of her.

As for the name
Uh, it does seem a bit off.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Wang Shishi pouted and stared at him for two seconds.

“Director Wang, my name is easy to remember,” Wang Shishi said earnestly.

"Remember, my name is Wang Shishi. 'Shi' as in diaper."

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The air suddenly solidified.

The expressions on the three people's faces instantly cracked.

(End of this chapter)