Translated by newbienoona

Edited by anks

The bell rings, and the physical education teacher walks in. Then, he leads them all to the playground. Despite being told to walk in a straight line, the girls walk out in groups of three or four, while the boys walk out one after another. The teacher urges them forward as they file out.

“Meng Xiaonan!” Fei Lixiya walks out of her circle of friends and goes back to the end of the line to be with her. “Why do I get the feeling you don't like the new girl?”

Unconsciously, Xiaonan's eyes fall on Mage. She watches her laugh and cover her mouth while talking to another girl, not knowing what's going on.

“I don't know. My instinct makes me dislike her.” Meng Xiaonan pulls back her gaze and quickly picks up her pace.

“Well, isn't this An Chuxia's composition? It's on display!” Someone exclaims as he pa.s.ses the blackboard. Shortly after, a group immediately forms around it.

Lixiya and Xiaonan walk side by side. After hearing the discussion, Lixiya asks, “Isn't this from the last composition lesson? I guess they're using her work as an example for everyone to see.”

“Composition?” Xiaonan can't remember it.

They're about to get closer to the board when the physical education teacher blows the whistle, making their ears hurt. “What are you doing here? Cla.s.s isn't over yet. You've earned five free laps for the cla.s.s!”

Each lap in a standard track is 400 meters. That makes the fifth lap two kilometers!

Everybody hurries down to the playground.

“Mage, let's go now! The P.E. teacher's mind is muddled now. He can get carried away [with punishment]!” the girl next to Mage says.

“Okay!” Mage looks away from the composition and follows the girl out.

Sure enough, the intimidation worked. One by one, the students line up and report to the playground.

“Next week, we are going to be running 800 meters. I hope everyone is ready. Today, we are going to work on posterior flexibility!” the teacher says with his throaty voice. However, since the playground is vast, the students in the rear cannot hear him.

Lixiya, who's on Xiaonan's left, says in excitement after listening to the teacher, “I can't wait to finish first in cla.s.s!”

The boys and girls have been separated. The girls are taken to a room and explained what's going to happen.

“Why can't we start now? I can't wait any longer!” As soon as Xiaonan sees Fei Lixiya's fists, she is rendered speechless.

“You're not even seven meters away. Why are you confident about being first in cla.s.s?” Meng Xiaonan asks. After all, Lixiya is slightly overweight and shorter in stature. Looking around, the other girls laughing are taller.

The girls in the cla.s.s are truly tall, and Lixiya is one of the shortest.

Lixiya says, “Don't look down on me? I will change your view of me!”

“Please, refresh me.” Meng Xiaonan takes a step back from Lixiya.

Although Lixiya acts like she's angry, she's actually happy to see a smile on Xiaonan's face. She wanted to ask if she and Mingluo had a fight, but she decided against it. It's best not to bring it up for now.

The test started quickly based on student number. Lixiya pushed herself and scored a 21.3, making her scream.

It turns out that despite being oddly shaped with long arms, the slightly pudgy girl is quite flexible. Her mother is a yoga instructor, and with the conditions set, she scored well.

Meng Xiaonan is a different story. Bending over, she only scored a 16. How could Lixiya mock her by scoring so high?

“Look, that guy is so handsome!”

“Wow, you're right. He's a second year senior! Why haven't I seen him before? Is he a transfer student like Mage?”

Two girls seem to have discovered him as the excitedly point and talk.

“Isn't he that high school senior who brought in papers?” Fei Lixiya runs up hesitatingly to look.

Meng Xiaonan has no interest regarding this matter. She walks under the tree to cool off.

“Wow, so handsome!”

“Someone help me get his number!”

“Why don't you ask him yourself? If you think about it, would he want your contact information?”

Mage is also dragged forward to take a look. At first, she has no interest; then her eyes light up as she sees him. The male G.o.d they're all looking at is her mate.

“Mage, isn't he handsome?” The girl winks at her and says, “Go get his information for us! No, no, wouldn't that be too forward? Just ask for his name. That would be enough.”

Mage freezes before shaking her head. Everyone thinks she doesn't want to do it, but she says calmly, “Zifei likes things to be tranquil.”

“What?” Everyone around her says in unison, astounded.

“Mage, you know him?” A girl asks her, confused.

“Zifei? Zifei is my male G.o.d's name?” The other girl says in surprise.

Meng Xiaonan stands on the far end of the tree, but there are so many girls standing around. She coolly glances at the direction where the soph.o.m.ore has disappeared before s.h.i.+fting her gaze to Mage to re-examine her. Mage catches her gaze before coquettishly dropping her gaze.

There is a reason why she dislikes this freshman.

It is her smile! Underneath the seemingly docile and friendly smile, there is a shadow that lays unnoticed. The gloom gives off an indescribable feeling. This is why she doesn't like her.

“How do you know Nangong Zifei?” The girls wait for Mage to open her eyes.

Mage's mouth slightly c.o.c.ks into an arc. She turns toward the direction where he left, and she raises her voice to say, “Ah, because he's my fiance… .”

“Eh?!” All of a sudden they say.

“Students who have yet to take the flexibility test need to come over. Those who are done can leave,” the teacher says after blowing the whistle.

“You're engaged?” The l.u.s.ter in the girl's eyes dulls as she asks unwillingly. “When did you meet him? How did you get engaged? When's the wedding?”

Mage looks a bit upset, but she answers with a smile, “We aren't engaged yet, but we will definitely marry. Eventually, we will marry… but what's holding it up is the fact that I'm an orphan.”

As an orphan, she was invisible to the world but once she links her ident.i.ty with Nangong Zifei, people look at her in a different light.

“I don't believe you, Mage cla.s.smate. You're just teasing us. Prove it!” A girl looks at Mage skeptically.

“How do you want me to prove it? It's true. It's so hot. Let's go under the tree and cool down. Otherwise, we'll get tanned.” Mage purses her lips as she walks toward the direction Xiaonan is located.

“I don't want to get tanned!” The girls say as they quickly go under the tree.

“Why are you all alone here?” Mage reaches Xiaonan first.

She takes the initiative to talk to her, but Xiaonan ignores her. She just answers, “It's cool here.”

The girls with Mage are bored, so they walk away to hang out elsewhere. Mage finally has time to talk to Xiaonan alone. “You have a good relations.h.i.+p with An Chuxia?”

When she hears her friend's name, her stiff expression loosens. “You know her?”

Mage smiles, showing a dimple. “I like An Chuxia very much.”

She has never heard An Chuxia mention Mage, so it gets her thinking. She, then, walks to the teacher and says, “Teacher, I'm a bit uncomfortable. I want to take time off from cla.s.s.”

“Uncomfortable? Do you need me to send you back with someone?” he asks.

“No need. I can return by myself.” She declines his kindness and walks away alone.

While everyone continues to stare at the direction the boy disappeared to, no one notices Xiaonan leave for the cla.s.sroom alone. Only Mage sees her back, trying to figure her out.

She seems to be someone difficult to decipher.

“Break up!” A girl yells out loudly, and the group of girls leave.

As they leave, the soph.o.m.ore, Daihu, sticks out his tongue and walks to where Zifei sits. “What's up with the weather today, getting hot again. Isn't it the beginning of fall?”

Nangong Zifei gives an I-don't-care look. When he sees the people around him, he says in a low voice, “What's important is not to get in a conflict with them.”

The them he's referring to is Han Qilu. Daihu says, “Boss, I'm not that dumb.”