A god-level beauty system? But I'm already a god-level beauty!

"Mu Jingyan, are you a bad girl?"

In the classroom early in the morning, Shen Ye asked his deskmate a serious question.

His expression was so serious, as if he were discussing an academic issue.

?

Mu Jingyan was looking down at her book when she heard this and stopped turning the pages.

She turned her head to look at him, her bright black eyes filled with confusion, a big question mark appearing above her head, as if he had just spoken some alien language.

"Are you...doing something stupid again?" She unscrewed the cap, took a sip to clear her throat, and said, "My family's hospital has a neurosurgeon. I can give you a discount since we're classmates."

Bad girl?

What do I have to do with bad girls?

"..."

Just kidding.

Shen Ye had only made a fool of himself and had even been ridiculed.

After being bombarded with Chu Cihan's message last night, Shen Ye couldn't sleep for most of the night.

Before class started, he buried his face in his crossed arms and closed his eyes for a short rest.

The others in the classroom were still talking in hushed tones, and the occasional scrape of chair legs against the floor was barely audible.

Sleepiness came quickly, like a thick blanket covering my head.

In my dream, he seemed to have grown up.

He was taller than Mu Jingyan, and when he looked down at her, he could see the cowlick on the top of her head. Lin Chunuan and Chu Cihan, standing next to him, were both a head shorter and had to look up at him when they spoke.

He was feeling smug when the background suddenly changed—it became an unfamiliar room with the curtains half-drawn, allowing light to filter through and fall on the sheets.

Then something was about to happen, but the scene was blurry, as if viewed through a layer of fogged glass.

Just as the image was about to become clear, a voice came from a great distance, piercing through the dream.

"...Parent-Teacher Conference...After the Midterm Exams..."

Half-asleep, Shen Ye heard screams and wails.

He opened his eyes and found that his homeroom teacher, Miao Yongmei, was already standing on the podium.

She seemed to have just announced something, causing widespread mourning in the class.

"I hope everyone will take this to heart. If you don't do well on the exam, it's not just you who will lose face, but also your parents."

"Especially a few people, I don't know what they've been up to lately, their condition has seriously declined!" Miao Yongmei's sharp gaze lingered on a few places, and those who met her gaze involuntarily lowered their heads.

"That's enough for now, or we'll take up class time."

The homeroom teacher tidied up the textbooks scattered on the podium and then turned to the content to be taught today.

"What just happened? Why didn't you call me when the teacher came?"

Shen Ye was still a little confused and didn't understand the current situation.

When in doubt, turn to your deskmate for advice.

Mu Jingyan is so attentive in class that she must have read every single word without missing a single one.

This is perfect for Shen Ye to use as a human repeater.

But his deskmate's situation left him a little confused—

She was half-turned, her hand holding the pen suspended in mid-air, her expression strange—

His stunned expression was tinged with horror, and mixed with something else he couldn't quite put his finger on.

A faint blush spread across her cheeks, and the tips of her ears burned hot.

Her fingers nervously twisted the hem of her dress, her shoulders tightened slightly, her breathing became soft, and the shyness surging in her heart blushed even her neck.

Shen Ye had never seen such complex emotions on her face before.

"What's wrong?" Shen Ye rubbed his eyes and got up.

But Mu Jingyan's gaze did not follow his upper body at all; instead, she kept staring intently at a certain spot.

To be precise, that spot was slightly lower than his waist and abdomen when he was sitting normally.

Shen Ye finally realized that something was wrong.

What's that feeling...?

He looked down.

.......

What the hell!

Shen Ye's lingering drowsiness instantly vanished.

The hand reacts faster than the brain.

The school uniform jacket that was hanging on the chair a second ago was now draped over his lap.

When people are in an awkward situation, they always try to find something to do.

"Hiss, why does it feel a bit cold?"

Shen Ye rubbed his shoulders as if nothing had happened.

On the surface, he appeared completely calm, but in reality, he was so embarrassed that he wanted to move to another city.

Fuck!

I was just taking a short nap of about ten minutes, how could this happen!

"Um... what did the teacher just say?" Shen Ye didn't dare to look at Mu Jingyan.

They were afraid the other party would slap them.

It’s over.

A famous name in one life is destroyed in one day.

Mu Jingyan was still in shock.

She maintained that half-turned posture, but her gaze had shifted away from a place that is best left unsaid, though she hadn't fully returned to normal.

Her gaze fell on the open book on the table, her pupils unfocused, clearly she wasn't reading.

Is that thing really something a human could possess?

That's way too exaggerated!

That's not how it's portrayed in the movie!

The girl's stunned expression was surprisingly adorable.

It's like they've attached a tiny robot face to her body.

No, they are twins. They look exactly alike, only their temperament and demeanor are different.

"oh oh."

Upon hearing Shen Ye's words, Mu Jingyan seemed to wake from a dream.

She quickly sat up straight and tidied the strands of hair hanging in front of her eyes.

Once the blush on her face had faded a little, she feigned composure and said, "Just now, the teacher said there would be a parent-teacher conference."

"Parent-Teacher Conference?"

"Mm." Mu Jingyan nodded, her expression becoming serious.

"Right after the midterm exams, the school leaders discussed that the midterm exam results would not be announced until the parents' meeting."

I scanned the code, it really was scanned.

The awkwardness and embarrassment in Shen Ye's mind were dispelled by the silence.

The school's move is too ruthless.

Announcing grades at parent-teacher meetings is just a way to put pressure on students by exploiting parents' competitive nature.

I didn't see this at the parent-teacher conference last semester.

Who came up with this QR code scanning thing?

Shen Ye suddenly realized something—

Will Mu Jingyan's mother come?

She hadn't attended any of the previous parent-teacher meetings.

"Will your mother come?" he asked.

Mu Jingyan lowered her head, and after a few seconds, she said, "It shouldn't be like that. She has a lot of things to do."

"Oh," Shen Ye responded, then added, "That's good."

There's no need to add water.

Of course, I said this in my heart.

Shen Ye pulled his coat up a little, leaned back in his chair, and stared at the edge of the blackboard.

The sunlight outside the window had already climbed to the edge of the desk, illuminating a corner of the textbook lying open on the table.

He raised his hand to rub his temples, still thinking about the parent-teacher conference, but that even more embarrassing memory clung to his mind like a shadow, impossible to shake off.

He glanced at Mu Jingyan out of the corner of his eye. The girl had already turned a page of her book and seemed to have returned to normal, but her ears were still slightly red.

Noticing Shen Ye's spying, Mu Jingyan glared at him angrily.