Du Xiaohui shrugged his hands, "I can’t vomit it out, but I can shit it out. If you still want it, I’ll go to the bathroom and shit it out later."
"Get lost." Lu Siyuan was grossed out by him.
Shen Mianmian watched the two with a smile in her eyes, they were a pair of live treasures, never a day without bickering—although it was called bickering, it was more like bantering.
As Du Xiaohui turned to leave, he saw Yang Xiaoxi striding over with a menacing look. He thought there was going to be a good show, so he stayed.
"Shen Mianmian, the monthly tests are in a couple of days. I want to compete with you to see who scores higher. I heard you’re good at English, so let’s compete in English—how about that?"
Yang Xiaoxi looked at Shen Mianmian as if to say that if Mianmian didn’t dare to compete, it meant she was afraid of Xiaoxi.
Her English was also very good, and her family had even hired a private English tutor for her. She did not believe she couldn’t beat Shen Mianmian.
Shen Mianmian glanced at her and responded indifferently, "I’m not interested."
Being competitive is a habit of primary school kids. Mianmian, however, had memories from two lifetimes; her soul was that of a thirty-something adult. She wouldn’t waste her time on such pointless things.
Seeing Shen Mianmian’s disdainful look, Yang Xiaoxi became angry, "Are you too scared to compete?"
"We study to enrich ourselves and contribute to our country, not to be competitive. Moreover, I’m under no obligation to accommodate your emotions and ideas. If you want to compete, just silently consider me as your rival in your heart; there’s no need to be so ostentatious about it."
Who’s good and who’s bad—won’t everyone know once the exam results are out?
This ostentation is nothing more than a stunt for attention.
"You..." Yang Xiaoxi, at a loss for words, huffed angrily after a long pause, "Shen Mianmian, what are you using as an excuse? All this talk just means you don’t dare to compete with me. If you have the guts, accept my challenge. Whoever loses has to bark like a dog in front of the whole class."
"Yang Xiaoxi is really ruthless!"
"Will Shen Mianmian agree?"
Everyone started whispering among themselves, admiring Yang Xiaoxi’s courage—after all, Shen Mianmian was the city’s top student with impressive achievements. How confident must Xiaoxi be to challenge Shen Mianmian openly?
Listening to the whispers of her classmates, Yang Xiaoxi lifted her chin proudly. She liked the feeling of being the center of attention, the thrill of being high-profile.
Since school started, everyone had been talking about how pretty Shen Mianmian was, how good her grades were, to the point where even seniors and juniors crowded by the classroom window, asking which one was Shen Mianmian.
She finally saw a chance to redress her grievances and she had no intention of letting it slip away.
She had been focusing on her English tuition for some time, and she was confident she could outdo Shen Mianmian.
"Childish," Shen Mianmian muttered under her breath, showing no intention to accept the challenge. Such a competition was meaningless. Win or lose, it was of no benefit to her, so why should she bother?
Seeing Mianmian’s nonchalant demeanor, Yang Xiaoxi grew even more annoyed, "Shen Mianmian, what will it take for you to compete? Are you afraid of losing?"
Why did Shen Mianmian not care at all about something so important to Xiaoxi?
"Yang Xiaoxi, aren’t you annoying?" Lu Siyuan, who had been silent all this time, glared at her impatiently, "Shen Mianmian has already made herself clear. She doesn’t want to compete. If you’re so keen, go find someone else, will you? Stop bothering us here and get lost."