Union Of Enemies

After the class bell had rung, Jia Shao was still writing with tremendous speed and in front of her was a tall stack of books.

"Jia Shao, school is over, are you still not leaving?  Do you want me to accompany you?" The female student behind patted on her shoulder.

Without lifting her head, she replied. "I'll be ready in a little while."

"You don't have to call her.  Don't tell me you don't know she is waiting for someone?" Someone said jokingly and his words attracted bursts of laughter.

The information touching on affections between males and females that the students of age 12 to 13 in junior high schools could assess were vaguely understood by these youngsters.  If there was any affection that had the slightest hint of blooming possibility and if there were any intimate schoolmate relationships around, naturally the people involved would become the target of jokes.

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The sounds of laughter grew even louder and Jia Shao still had her head buried in her book, writing furiously. Today, she was reprimanded by her teacher and naturally, she did not dare to be sluggish in her work.

The classmates slowly walked out of the class in a continuous flow.  Some female students with refined manners were slowly and carefully packing up their books.  From time to time, they would quietly glance at the door and some, if they had nothing to do, they would lower their heads to slowly gather their belongings.

Suddenly there was an outburst of sighs and whisperings which made Jia Shao put down the pen in her hand.  Silently, she stuffed the books into her schoolbag and the only thing that did not change was the frown of her eyebrows and the pout on her lips.

Standing at the door was a dashing boy with a fair complexion who was smiling faintly and gently. "Jia Shao, school is over."

"Look, it's Zhen Lang."  Behind her, a girl whispered.

"Every day he will come to fetch Jia Shao." The little voice sounded envious. "Their relationship is really very good."

"What?" Someone said with disdain. "They stay close together.  Of course, they will go home together.  Zhen Lang is the Best Student of the Year.  Why will he even look at Jia Shao?"

"That is also true." The two people totally could not care less and did not mind that Jia Shao who was sitting in front of them could hear them.

Jia Shao leisurely hooked her schoolbag on one shoulder and walked towards the door, turning a deaf ear to the loud whispers behind her.

Ever since she entered junior high school she had heard these type of remarks countless times and she was already used to it.  At this age, youngsters tend to worship people who are studious and of course, first and foremost they like people who have refine manners and are clean.  For 12 to 13 years old boys, no matter how good they are at sports, they will usually end up getting dirty and such type of people will never find favor with little girls.

For example......Jia Shao.

Although she is a girl, her liveliness only caused people to shake their heads at her.  At this stage, girls already knew the meaning of being reserved and she who likes to jump up and down was definitely used as teaching material to showcase a typical example of a girl with negative qualities.

In particular when this Troublesome Little Horse was always accompanied by the person who everyone regarded as a first-grade Little White Horse Prince and the teacher's pride.