This afternoon.
Ning Youguang took a nap in the dormitory at noon and was about to go to class when the first class of the afternoon was almost starting.
There were many students coming and going in the corridor of the teaching building, and the students from the experimental class were also about to enter the classroom waiting for class.
As she approached the classroom, she found two or thirty unfamiliar boys standing outside the window peering inside, seemingly looking for someone.
Feeling a little curious, she entered the classroom and found everyone in the class looking at her.
Zhang Xuan, sitting in the front row, gestured towards the classroom window for her.
She looked towards the classroom window.
Outside the window, a boy was pointing at her, quietly talking to the boy next to him, and the gaze of the boy beside him also fell on her.
She saw the lips of the boys saying: "That’s her."
Outside the experimental class, there’s a big tree, and sunlight shone through the leaves, casting a few specks of light on the face of the young girl who had just entered the classroom.
Like diamonds adorning a wedding dress, brilliant and eye-catching, enhancing the beauty of the person wearing it.
It seemed impossible to find any part not beautiful from head to toe, strikingly stunning at first glance.
When the twenty or thirty boys came, there was quite a spectacle, and their departure was swift too.
...
You Guang sat down in confusion.
Zhang Xuan immediately said to her, "Those people came to see you, they seem to be from the international class."
She nodded slightly, "Oh," then took out a textbook from the drawer and focused on reading.
A fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, in the shy period of youthful ignorance, attracts dozens of boys from other classes to watch and admire because of her beauty.
Zhang Xuan thought that if it were her, she couldn’t possibly be so composed.
What she didn’t know was that if she hadn’t been reborn, Ning Youguang, having lived only as the original Ning Youguang, truly a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, would also not be so composed when surrounded by so many boys watching and discussing her in public.
She would feel depressed, feel troubled, and very much dislike being watched like a monkey, discussed by dozens of people in public.
But now Ning Youguang has long faced challenges in life and found herself, so she is different.
She looks just like that, no different from any beautiful flower in the garden that can elicit admiration and eyes of praise.
It’s their own business if people like looking at beautiful things, it’s the crowd’s business to watch and chat excitedly, can she interfere with their thoughts and actions?
How much time and energy does she have that she would waste on such meaningless trivialities and fuss?!
...
The international class had a physical education class this afternoon.
The sky of Jincheng in September, the sun was hanging high, it was still hot outside, and even hotter on the playground.
After finishing their basic training, the students gathered in groups under the trees to cool off while eating ice cream.
The international class originally had several super "basketball fans" who were always not afraid of the blazing heat, still playing basketball or football in the middle of the playground at this moment.
Their demeanor and achievements also became a constant topic among the students in the shade.
However, today they weren’t playing basketball on the playground, nor kicking a football on the field, they were talking not about their "heroic feats" but gathered together discussing a topic about a little girl from another class.
When they got excited, their faces flushed slightly, not sure if it was from the heat or excitement.
"Why didn’t you guys play basketball today?" Just then, a sweet girl’s voice suddenly interrupted.
Zhang Xuan, holding a basketball, walked over from a distance.
Her soft long hair was tied into a ponytail with a delicate hair tie.
She was wearing sportswear from Dine, her whole body looked more powerful than usual, exuding a vibrant spiritual beauty.
"We’re eating ice cream first." The boys saw her, and the atmosphere of the small group became lively again.
"Oh, I wondered why you were acting so strangely, hiding under the trees today without playing ball." The girl tossed the basketball into the group of boys, stirring up excitement among them.
"We’ll play later, we’ll play later," the boys caught the ball.
Zhang Xuan was always the favorite among the boys; basically, when she was around, the boys were all circling her.
In the past, at moments like this, they would take the opportunity to talk more to the beauty, whether by offering her some ice cream or showing off their ball skills in front of her.