"Now we can’t make it back to class on time, let’s just skip the first period." A girl suggested a bad idea.
Jiang Baochu crushed her dream: "The first class in the afternoon is with the homeroom teacher."
Everyone immediately packed up their things and ran back as fast as they could. The road was slippery, and two almost fell down.
Halfway there, the bell for class rang.
It wasn’t just Sheng Tang and her friends; many others were also rushing back to the classroom.
They made it back to the classroom ten minutes late. It was quiet inside, and the homeroom teacher was sitting at the desk grading essays, telling everyone to self-study.
Just a quick glance showed that it wasn’t only Sheng Tang and her friends who were missing, the classroom was quite empty.
The homeroom teacher wanted to lose her temper, but when she saw Sheng Tang, she forced a smile: "Go back to your seat and study on your own."
The girls all shivered together.
The homeroom teacher must have gone mad, right? How did she become so easy-going?
Given the number of absences in the class, she should have been furious.
Sheng Tang took the initiative to thank her quickly and returned to her seat.
Jiang Baochu still wanted to take out her camera to look at the photos, but Sheng Tang pressed down on her hand.
She whispered, "Read your book."
They had just sat down when a few more people came back, their feet wet, clearly having played to their heart’s content.
The homeroom teacher immediately stood up, walked to the door, and loudly scolded them, asking if they knew what time it was?
Jiang Baochu and a few other girls instinctively shrank their necks and muttered to themselves, "She didn’t scold us, the homeroom teacher must have really gone mad."
They didn’t know, it was because of Sheng Tang.
Sheng Tang had a lot of fun that day.
That evening, Jiang Baochu went home and sorted out the photos she had taken. The snowy scenery provided perfect lighting, even unedited photos looked very charming.
She made a special call to Sheng Tang: "Did you notice? Out of everyone, you look the best!"
Sheng Tang: "They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Is your taste normal?"
Jiang Baochu: "...."
If it were in person, she would have scratched Sheng Tang’s face.
She looked at the photos repeatedly, and indeed, Sheng Tang was the first one to catch the eye.
Sheng Tang’s face was small and her features were very defined. Among Asian girls, who typically have flatter features, Sheng Tang stood out.
Her eyes were especially bright, and when she looked at the camera, there was a certain sparkle that made her even more radiant.
Sheng Tang received the photos Jiang Baochu sent over and looked at the snowy scene.
She suddenly thought of Gu Shiting.
Today it snowed, he should be very excited, yet he didn’t contact her.
Sheng Tang thought, and took out her phone to message him: "Senior brother, did you build a snowman today?"
Gu Shiting always replied to her messages instantly.
This time, Sheng Tang waited a full ten minutes.
She received a long and concise reply: "No."
Sheng Tang: "...."
Something felt off.
Sheng Tang thought for a moment and called Song Chen, asking him what was going on and if Young Master Gu was unhappy today.
"....Tangtang, did you accept the roses from Gu Jiahui?" Song Chen asked her.
Sheng Tang finally realized what the problem was.
"Yes."
"Young Master is indeed not happy. He went home from school at noon without saying a word," Song Chen said, "Judging by the look on his face, he doesn’t plan to come to school tomorrow either. If you have time after school tomorrow, come over."
Sheng Tang agreed.
She messaged Gu Shiting again: "It’s late, I’m going to bed. Goodnight, senior brother."
Gu Shiting replied three minutes later: "Goodnight."
He seemed really pissed off.
Even when he was extremely angry, he still held back and replied to her message, not daring to show any dissatisfaction.
That child was really too cute.