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

The week-long military training has officially ended.

Shen Ye also got a new skin.

Because he didn't apply sunscreen the whole time, his exposed arms, cheeks, and neck were tanned to an even wheat color.

He himself didn't care much; the difference in skin tone didn't matter much to his face, he was still handsome.

Good morning, deskmate!

As soon as Shen Ye entered the classroom, he greeted Mu Jingyan with a grin. Before he even put down his schoolbag, he had already tilted his head and leaned over to greet her.

Mu Jingyan glanced at him sideways, her gaze lingering on his face for half a second before shifting back to the textbook lying open on the table.

Even she had to admit that Shen Ye's face was indeed perfect.

It's so perfect that even by my own standards, I would find it amazing.

"It's only the first day of formal classes, what are you looking at?" Shen Ye asked curiously.

"Study in advance," Mu Jing said succinctly.

"Oh, okay." Shen Ye nodded, knowing better than to bother him any further.

He went around to his seat, quietly sat down, and stuffed his schoolbag into the desk drawer.

"Huh? What's that?"

My fingers touched a stack of paper-like things.

He took them out and saw three letters, two pink and one white, with heart patterns printed on them.

The edges of the envelope were pressed flat and neat, clearly indicating that it had been carefully made.

"Holy crap! Brother Ye! This is a love letter!" Tang Tao, who sat at the front of the class, turned his head and glanced at it, his voice so loud that half the class turned to look at them.

This guy was also on the same side as Liu Gaoyuan. He got to know Shen Ye well during the few days of military training and was very outgoing.

"A love letter?" Shen Ye was taken aback for a moment, then realized, "Oh—"

He hadn't collected these things for several months during the summer vacation, and he had almost forgotten about them. He didn't expect them to reappear on the very first day of school.

"Here you go." In full view of everyone, he casually tossed the three letters onto Tang Tao's desk, his movements as swift and decisive as throwing away trash.

Several girls who were secretly glancing over from a distance felt their hearts shatter.

"It's no use for me if someone else wrote it to you," Tang Tao said, pushing the letter back with a troubled expression.

"Just help me get rid of it." Shen Ye waved his hand, took out a few cartons of milk from his bag, inserted a straw, and started drinking.

The cool liquid slid down my throat, and I felt much more refreshed.

He turned his head and handed a box to the side: "Do you want it?"

"No need." Mu Jingyan shook her head, then nodded her brow with a troubled expression.

"Could you please not interrupt people when they are concentrating on doing something?"

"OK." Shen Ye gave a "received" gesture, and mumbled through his straw, "Why didn't you say so earlier?"

Mu Jingyan took a deep breath, put down her pen, and turned to look at him.

His expression was very complex, like looking at a ant in a zoo.

"...What's the fundamental difference between communicating with you and communicating with a monkey?"

"Monkeys aren't as handsome as me."

Shen Ye raised his chin and traced his jawline with his finger.

Mu Jingyan was silent for two seconds, then turned away without saying anything more.

If I keep talking, I'm afraid I'll get so angry I'll die.

Shen Ye didn't provoke her any further. He took two cartons of milk, walked around her from behind, and went straight to the front row.

Mu Jinghuan was looking down at the book, her fingers gripping the edges of the pages as she flipped through them.

Shen Ye gently placed a carton of milk on her desk.

"Would you like some?"

The little robot looked up, saw it was him, and immediately smiled, revealing two shallow dimples on its cheeks. "Thank you, brother."

Shen Ye was amused by this laugh.

The little robot is definitely cuter than her sister.

Shen Ye glanced at the back row out of the corner of his eye, and Mu Jingyan instantly met his gaze as if she had a spider's sense of touch.

"Ahem." Shen Ye coughed awkwardly twice and quickly looked away.

Shen Ye placed another carton of milk on the desk of the little robot classmate: "Thank you for helping take care of my sister. Please have some milk."

The girl with the bun hairstyle was flattered and held the carton of milk in both hands as if it were a trophy.

"It's nothing, it's nothing! It's all what I should do!"

......

Halfway through the second class, Shen Ye couldn't hold on any longer.

He lay on the table, his face resting on his crossed arms, his eyelids growing heavier with each blink, the blackboard in his vision slowly turning into a blurry white mess.

The sun shone in through the window, landing on the back of my neck, warm and comforting, lulling me to sleep.

The eyelids closed completely.

Shen Ye was sleeping soundly when he suddenly felt something touch him.

He opened his eyes groggily.

"What's wrong?"

He tilted his head and saw that Mu Jingyan was holding a pen, with the end of the pen still hanging above his forearm.

"Pay attention in class and don't sleep." Mu Jingyan frowned.

"Oh, I thought it was something serious." Shen Ye yawned, turned over, and tried to go back to sleep.

Last night, that kid Liu Gaoyuan went crazy for some reason, shouting something about "seven days of military training, a lifetime of camaraderie," and insisted on dragging me and a few other people out to eat.

Shen Ye returned at 11 PM, took a shower, lingered for a while, and didn't go to sleep until midnight.

Sleep is extremely important for a teenage boy.

He glanced at Liu Gaoyuan, and sure enough, the kid was also starting to feel the strain, his head bobbing up and down like a chicken pecking at rice.

So Shen Ye lay down again.

Mu Jingyan was a little annoyed.

"If you don't listen in the second lesson, aren't you afraid you won't understand anything afterward?"

"Don't worry, you'll learn these things after just one look."

Shen Ye said indifferently.

These words sounded rather ridiculous coming from Mu Jingyan.

"Don't beg me to tutor you then."

Shen Ye turned to look at her: "Do you believe I can't beat you in the exam?"

"I don't believe it."

"What if I actually pass the exam?" Shen Ye pressed.

Mu Jingyan tilted her head slightly, raised her hand and flicked it back, her long, straight black hair sweeping across her fair chin.

She smiled confidently.

"If you can pass my test, I can grant you any request."

Shen Ye perked up and sat up slightly.

"any?"

"any."

"Heh, aren't you afraid of losing? What kind of tricky request could I possibly make?"

"You have no chance," Mu Jing said firmly, "because I won't lose."

"Clang—"

Shen Ye slammed his hand on the table. "Then it's settled."

"Hey, Shen Ye! What are you doing?!" Li Fan was speaking when he was suddenly interrupted by the sound of someone slamming the table, and his anger surged.

Shen Ye, right? She had a deep impression of that face.

But being handsome doesn't mean you can disregard classroom discipline.

"Shen Ye, you'd better stand up and listen to this lesson!"

Shen Ye himself was speechless; how could he have made such a commotion in his excitement?

However, he was indeed in the wrong, so he didn't argue and obediently stood up, supporting himself on the table.

Unexpectedly, Li Fan wasn't going to let him off so easily: "I remember you live in the faculty apartments, right? Tell me which building you live in after class, and I'll visit you when I have time."

Shen Ye's body stiffened.

Oh my god, no way!

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