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

Chapter 3 The School Beauty Wants to Be My Deskmate? [Please Recommend and Add to Favorites]

Zhang Muchen subconsciously wanted to take out his phone to take a picture of Chu Youting as a memento, but when he reached into his pocket, he remembered that Liu Wuyang had already confiscated his phone.

"It's such a pity that we can't take a picture of you, you're so beautiful." Zhang Muchen sighed, her face full of regret.

Upon hearing this, Chu Youting's cheeks flushed instantly, and she lowered her head so much that she almost buried it in her chest. She pursed her lips, unsure how to respond.

At home, she would occasionally stand in front of the mirror with her sister to compare their figures and appearances. But every time, she felt that she was not as good as her sister, and always felt that there was an insurmountable gap between them.

Although she and Chu Jiuli had almost identical faces, deep down, she could never shake off the shadow of insecurity.

My older sister is a dazzling school beauty, while I am just a neglected shadow.

"Really……"

Chu Youting asked softly, her voice barely audible.

"Of course it's true. If you had more confidence in yourself, you'd know how beautiful you are."

These simple words stirred ripples in Chu Youting's heart, like a pebble being thrown in.

The girl raised her wrist and glanced at the time on her bracelet. "It's almost time for the dorms to wake up. There will be a lot of people soon. I need to tie my hair up."

Chu Youting skillfully took out a hair tie from her pocket and re-braided her long, black hair into a plait.

Zhang Muchen didn't say anything, just watched quietly. He had already made his own judgment.

Chu Youting usually wears her hair tied up, wears thick glasses, and dresses in unfashionable clothes; these habits were probably instilled in her by Chu Jiuli.

He had even deduced Chu Jiuli's motive for doing this: it was simply to prevent his sister from being too stunning and causing unnecessary trouble.

However, Zhang Muchen's speculations went beyond that. He believed that Chu Jiuli might have more selfish motives.

In order to keep her title as the school beauty and not let her younger sister steal her thunder, she deliberately made her younger sister appear ordinary.

Thinking about this, Zhang Muchen felt a bit conflicted. Chu Jiuli, who always had a cold face, didn't have a particularly good image in his mind to begin with, and now it was completely ruined.

He couldn't help but mutter to himself: "A school beauty would even go after her own sister for vanity. Tsk tsk, it's really speechless."

The girl tied her hair up, put her red-rimmed glasses back on, and said softly, "Let's go back quickly, class is about to start."

Zhang Muchen handed the bag of KFC to Chu Youting, saying, "There's still a lot in here, you can take it."

Chu Youting shook her head. "I'm full."

"Alright, then I'll take it back myself."

Zhang Muchen waved and went up to the fifth floor.

The two people are in different classes. One is on the 4th floor, and the other is on the 5th floor.

Chu Youting stood there, watching Zhang Muchen's departing figure, her gaze lingering for a long time. Only when Zhang Muchen's figure completely disappeared around the corner of the stairs did she lower her eyes slightly.

When Zhang Muchen arrived at the classroom, he found that Chu Jiuli was already sitting in her seat, engrossed in doing her homework.

"This guy isn't taking a nap; he's doing homework here instead?"

Zhang Muchen sighed helplessly, feeling completely unable to understand this kind of desperate studying behavior.

He carried the plastic bag containing KFC towards the last row of seats. The slight rustling sound of the plastic bag as he walked caught Chu Jiuli's attention.

Chu Jiuli raised her head, glanced at the plastic bag with the word "KFC" printed on it, and showed no extra expression on her face.

After Zhang Muchen sat down, she turned her head slightly, her gaze still cold, and said in a light tone, "15 yuan, I'll buy you a hamburger."

Zhang Muchen was a well-known peddler in the class. Whenever a classmate wanted to eat some snacks or treats, he could always climb over the wall to go out and bring them back, and then charge a delivery fee.

Seeing him carrying a KFC bag, Chu Jiuli assumed he was carrying something for someone else again. She, on the other hand, had been busy doing homework at noon, hadn't eaten lunch or taken a nap, and was now starving.

Zhang Muchen looked up at Chu Jiuli's flawless and stunningly beautiful face, but the image of Chu Youting involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

Thinking about how Chu Jiuli made her younger sister dress unfashionably, tie her hair up, and wear thick glasses, he inexplicably felt a lack of goodwill towards this older sister.

"Sorry, I won't sell it to you," Zhang Muchen replied coldly.

Chu Jiuli glanced at Zhang Muchen, her face remaining expressionless. She then turned around and began working on her problems.

Her pen moved quickly across the paper, as if the conversation had never happened.

Zhang Muchen stared at Chu Jiuli's back, snorted coldly, casually took out a hamburger from the bag, and began to chew it heartily.

Chu Jiuli's hand holding the pen paused slightly. The aroma of the hamburger unconsciously wafted into her nostrils, causing her stomach to rumble softly.

She is really hungry.

She thought there were still a few packets of instant noodles in the drawer, but it turned out she was wrong. Those packets had long been eaten.

She was starving, but she remained calm as always, silently working on her problems as if nothing had happened.

However, just as she was trying to refocus her attention on the test paper, a rich aroma of chicken wings wafted over again. Chu Jiuli's hand paused, and her brows furrowed even more.

She suppressed her hunger, gritted her teeth, and continued working on her problems, trying to ignore everything around her. But the next second, the sound of Zhang Muchen sucking his fingers completely shattered her last defense. Chu Jiuli turned around abruptly, her eyes filled with coldness, her tone indifferent yet revealing suppressed anger: "If you're going to eat, just eat, but stop sucking your fingers, okay?"

Zhang Muchen was taken aback. He looked up at her, a chicken wing still dangling from his mouth, and mumbled, "I call this thrift, don't you understand traditional virtues?"

Chu Jiuli glared at him, said nothing more, and turned her head back, but the pen in her hand was trembling slightly.

Zhang Muchen casually pulled out a tissue and slowly wiped his fingers. In his mind, Chu Jiuli had already been labeled a "little green tea."

To maintain her reputation as the school's most beautiful girl, she deliberately made her younger sister look ugly.

At this moment, Zhang Muchen noticed that Chu Jiuli might have missed lunch and was feeling unwell from hunger. But he didn't care at all, and even thought coldly: Green tea should be hungry.

Zhang Muchen was eating heartily in the back row, and the aroma wafted over, successfully distracting Chu Jiuli.

She stopped writing and kept glancing at her desk and schoolbag, trying to find something to fill her stomach.

However, after trying for a while, they still came up empty-handed.

Zhang Muchen watched all this with a secret smile. He continued to gnaw on his chicken wing while observing Chu Jiuli's every little movement.

He pulled a packet of instant noodles from his desk drawer and a pencil from his pencil case, then gently poked Chu Jiuli in the back.

"I have a bag of instant noodles here, do you want it?" Zhang Muchen asked.

Chu Jiuli paused for a moment, then turned to look at him, her gaze falling on the packet of instant noodles. She hesitated for a second, then nodded.

"Ten yuan, I'll sell it to you." Zhang Muchen grinned.

"You're selling me a pack of instant noodles that costs one yuan for ten yuan?"

Chu Jiuli's face flushed red instantly, reddened with anger at Zhang Muchen.

"If you like it, buy it or not."

Zhang Muchen leaned back lazily in his chair, looking like a big shot.

Chu Jiuli held the ballpoint pen in her hand. "You boys just love to use these little tricks to get my attention."

"I rely on!"

Hearing her confident words, Zhang Muchen couldn't help but swear.

He admitted that Chu Jiuli was beautiful, but Zhang Muchen was different from the other sycophants in the class. His goal was to make money, and he would never waste his time and energy on pointless flattery.

He rolled his eyes at Chu Jiuli, "I won't sell it to you for 10 yuan."

After saying that, he neatly took the instant noodles from the table and stuffed them directly into the table hole.

Chu Jiuli gripped the ballpoint pen in her hand, her expression slightly stiff. She had absolutely no idea what she had done to offend Zhang Muchen.

They don't usually interact much, except for small financial transactions like buying snacks.

But Zhang Muchen's attitude now left her somewhat puzzled.

"You're insane," Chu Jiuli muttered indifferently.

At this moment, the students returned to the classroom one after another, and the originally quiet classroom instantly became lively.

However, the moment Liu Wuyang stepped into the classroom, the noisy atmosphere immediately ceased. All the students' smiles vanished, and the atmosphere became serious.

Those students who couldn't stop smiling were called out by name.

"Lin Wentao, what are you grinning about?"

Liu Wuyang stared coldly at a boy who hadn't had time to adjust his expression, her tone unfriendly.

Lin Wentao, whose name was called, quickly lowered his head, his smile vanishing instantly. His deskmate, who was chatting with him, also quickly lowered his head, trying to minimize his presence and avoid being implicated.

Liu Wuyang looked around and, after confirming that the classroom was quiet again, said calmly, "I have something to say before class starts. Qi Hong has taken a leave of absence due to health reasons."

Upon hearing this, everyone's gaze immediately turned to Chu Jiuli. This was because Qi Hong was her deskmate.

Liu Wuyang then said, "Zhang Muchen, you sit with Chu Jiuli. Learn from her and brush up on your math."

There was an uproar in the classroom.

"what?!"

Some people beat their chests in frustration, while others complained in hushed tones. Many more looked at Zhang Muchen with envy and jealousy, thinking that this kid's luck was simply incredible—he actually managed to sit next to the school beauty.

However, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhang Muchen slowly stood up.

"I'm not going!"

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(End of this chapter)