Seeing Zhao Haii’s shrunken appearance, Lin Nianhe felt it was necessary to divert her attention.
"Haii, you were pretty fluent when you were cussing just now." Lin Nianhe leaned in close to Zhao Haii and teased her by poking her face.
Zhao Haii indeed had no energy to bicker with Lin Nianhe anymore, rubbing her hands and looking up at the sky: "Cough cough, you, you heard wrong..."
"It’s okay, it’s okay, I understand. I have two friends who are the sa. They start cussing as soon as they leave their parents, but you can fake it for a couple more days than them."
Zhao Haii: "..."
She felt that Lin Nianhe was holding up a mirror to her.
"So why is that?" Lin Nianhe walked around her, very curious.
Zhao Haii’s true nature was exposed, yet she still didn’t want to tell the truth.
What could she say?
Could she say that in the past twenty years of her life, from the streets to the battalion, she could make even the toughest ruffian and the fiercest horse gentle as lambs with her scolding?
No, that definitely wouldn’t do.
She still wanted to find a partner; she could not let the reputation for being fierce continue.
She had already co to Beijing and to Peking University, and she had made up her mind to turn over a new leaf and be a new person.
So, she absolutely couldn’t admit it!
Zhao Haii stared with wide eyes and stubbornly denied it, her voice pinched as she said: "What are you talking about? I don’t quite understand."
Lin Nianhe raised an eyebrow, suddenly pointing behind her: "There’s a rat!"
"Damn it, I’ll stomp you to death!"
Zhao Haii turned around on the spot, 180 degrees, and stomped down hard, nearly cracking the cent floor.
Lin Nianhe was incredibly shocked.
It’s normal for a girl to throw out a curse word after hearing "there’s a rat," but who has the first reaction to "I’ll stomp you to death"!
Now it was Lin Nianhe’s turn to step back three steps and distance herself from Zhao Haii.
In case she had so kind of "a kick that always draws blood" belief, turning around and giving her a kick wouldn’t be worth it.
It wasn’t easy for her to get into Peking University either.
Luckily, Zhao Haii had no such belief. After realizing she’d been tricked, she turned her head with a woeful look at Lin Nianhe: "You lied to ."
Lin Nianhe: "I didn’t, I didn’t... don’t co over here!"
Seeing that she couldn’t keep up the act any longer, Zhao Haii gave in to frustration, ruffled her hair, and then reached out with her "guilty" hand towards Lin Nianhe.
"Coming from Qing City, I shouldn’t have listened to my mother, it just made enraged in the sorghum fields."
Lin Nianhe: "...?"
She didn’t know what she was talking about, but it sounded fierce.
Lin Nianhe was confused by a phrase in Qing City dialect, and her attempt to escape slowed for a mont, allowing Zhao Haii to wrap an arm around her neck and cover her mouth.
Zhao Haii’s almond eyes glared at her, baring her teeth threateningly: "If you dare to prod aimlessly, I’ll deal with you."
Lin Nianhe didn’t struggle, blinking her innocent large eyes at her, as if she truly understood what she was saying.
Zhao Haii casually pinched Lin Nianhe’s soft cheek and let her go.
Lin Nianhe breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at the classmates in front of the Physics Building, who were as shocked as statues, and covertly reminded her: "Haii, don’t you think we have quite a few people in our physics departnt?"
Zhao Haii was startled, her neck rigidly turning to witness a host of classmates staring at her with wide eyes.
Zhao Haii: "..."
Starting a new life is even harder than getting into Peking University.
She wondered if it was still possible to transfer to Tsinghua now.
In a first-floor classroom, the male students from the physics class had received their books but were lingering.
They were leaning on the windowsill, looking out at the two girls outside, imagining fancifully:
"Our class’s two female students definitely aren’t like this."
"Actually, the girl in the woolen coat is okay, she’s the one being bullied."
"Our class’s girls must be intelligent, gentle, and beautiful..."
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"Shall we just deliver their books to the girls’ dormitory? It’s such a long way; it’d be too hard for the female students to carry them back..."
They mused and looked forward to it.
Ten minutes later, a gentle voice ca from outside the classroom door: "Hello, may I ask if the first physics class is collecting their books here?"
The boys by the window breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this soft voice.
Their lifetis of good deeds had paid off, as the only two girls in their class were smart, gentle, and beautiful — a blessing indeed.
The boys turned their heads one after another, and upon seeing the two girls by the door, they were petrified on the spot.
These two looked strikingly similar to the other two outside just monts ago!
Lin Nianhe knew from their expressions that Zhao Haii’s cover was completely blown.
She covered her mouth tightly, fearing she would burst into laughter.
The boys had complex expressions and shakily took out the two sets of books and syllabuses that were already tied up with plastic cords.
When handing Zhao Haii her books, that student didn’t dare to et her eyes.
When it was Lin Nianhe’s turn, she clearly saw a hint of pity in the eyes of the student handing her the books.
Lin Nianhe had to use all her willpower to suppress the romance-addled part of her brain and resist the urge to play out a dramatic scene and trick Zhao Haii.
"Um..."
A student with black-fra glasses quietly asked, "Can you carry them? Do you need us to deliver them for you?"
The other boys looked at him as if he were a brave warrior.
Lin Nianhe picked up the books and smiled while shaking her head: "No need, we can manage."
The boys heaved a sigh of relief, waved their hands, and said there was no need to see them off.
Lin Nianhe and Zhao Haii left, placed the books in their bike baskets, and pushed their bikes back.
The boys, who actually had nothing else to do, waited on the spot for another ten minutes before wiping their sweat and departing.
On their way back to the dorm, they ran into male students from the second physics class.
"Hey, how are the girls from your class?"
"Our class’s girls: smart and beautiful."
The smart and beautiful Lin Nianhe and Zhao Haii returned to their dormitory, where the other girls had also gone to collect their books and had not yet returned.
Lin Nianhe nudged Zhao Haii: "Actually, I could keep your secret, but you know, the gifts of fate always co at a price..."
Zhao Haii’s eyes suddenly lit up: "What price? What do you want?"
Lin Nianhe pushed her exercise book forwards: "I only have a little bit left of my reflective essay. Work hard for a bit and help finish it."
Zhao Haii looked at the draft paper that only had the words "Enrollnt Reflection" written on it and fell into deep thought.
She must have heard wrong just now, right?
What Lin Nianhe ant was "I’ve only written a little," right?
After pondering for a while, Zhao Haii looked at Lin Nianhe and said, "I feel... it’s no longer necessary."
"Hmm? Why’s that?"
"The whole class saw it; there’s no use in you keeping a secret for !"
Lin Nianhe clicked her tongue.
Those who got into Peking University really weren’t simple.
They weren’t easy to fool.
The bumps of fate weren’t so easy to circumvent; Student Xiao Lin silently picked up her fountain pen.
Three minutes later, she capped the pen and stuffed the draft paper and pen into her shoulder bag.
Zhao Haii, who had written only two lines, looked at her puzzled: "Where are you going?"
Lin Nianhe: "To fix the bike."
"Why do you take your exercise book to repair the bike?"
"I’ll ask the repairman if he can help write a reflection."
"...?"
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