Chapter 61: Su Xiaoqiang: Liu Miaomiao, are you capable or not?

"Transfer student, Zero? What a unique name."

Thunderous applause erupted, and Lu Mingfei was jolted out of his "Flow State" by the sudden commotion.

"It's already the third year of high school, where did a transfer student come from? And it's still winter break... Are they joining the remedial classes directly?"

【Warning, electric shock countdown, three...】

Amidst the warning sound, Lu Mingfei regained his senses, preparing to bury his head back into his studies.

But the moment he prepared to lower his head—the transfer student walked into the classroom.

It was that girl he met at the breakfast shop!

【Two...】

Lu Mingfei's heart was in turmoil; he had vaguely felt something was off in the morning, but since the other party didn't intend to speak, he hadn't asked. But now... how did she become his classmate?

Great, this time a "Zero" sister really did fall from the sky!

【One...】

In the final second of the countdown, Lu Mingfei had no time to overthink; he only focused on burying his head, concentrating entirely on his studies!

He really didn't want to be shocked again.

There is a saying about forgetting the pain once the wound heals, but having been shocked three times in a row in a short period, his "wound" hadn't even healed yet!

Logically speaking, if someone else were to receive this shock, they definitely wouldn't be able to avoid it. Because the Schedule's requirement for Learning isn't "putting on a show," but genuine focus and immersion.

One second of time, braving the applause and all sorts of other noise, switching from distraction to a state of Learning? It's not like shifting gears in a car; how could it be that simple!

Yet Lu Mingfei actually spent less than a second to start learning, and even re-entered the "Flow State"!

To him, this matter that was fundamentally unrealistic was as simple as eating or drinking water.

The Schedule's warning countdown came to an abrupt halt.

If it had consciousness, it would probably be quite helpless. Everyone says its three-second countdown is too lenient... but who knows that the one who wrote this Schedule isn't even human?

The transfer student walked into the classroom.

The originally enthusiastic applause suddenly paused for an instant.

Her golden hair was so pale it was almost pure white, and her skin was like snow; the iceberg-like indifference paired with stunning beauty made her look like a girl of thirteen or fourteen, while simultaneously radiating a sense of holiness.

The applause rang out again, only this time it was much louder, coming from the heart!

"Good, it's clear everyone is very welcoming to classmate Zero... So, shall we let classmate Zero introduce herself?"

The homeroom teacher's usual sternness and rigidity had completely vanished, replaced by a beaming smile.

Who else could it be when this person was personally arranged by the principal? Transferring in when the third year of high school is already halfway over—Shilan Middle School had no such precedent before, but it was said that the woman who looked like a business elite with a powerful aura had offered to donate a building to the school the moment she spoke!

Such an overbearing act was something even Harvard University couldn't refuse, let alone Shilan Middle School.

If it were because he had messed up this building, losing his job would be the least of his worries... The homeroom teacher now wished he could worship Zero like an ancestor.

The applause paused slightly, and Zero walked onto the podium. She remained expressionless, simply grabbing a piece of chalk and writing the character "Zero" neatly on the blackboard in regular script.

"Zero, Zero."

After she finished speaking, she said nothing more, as if everything that needed to be said had already been said.

The whole room fell silent for a moment; was this... a female version of Chu Zihang?

Thinking about it carefully, it seemed there really wasn't any problem; wealthy and beautiful, with the same flat tone and expressionless face. Her academic performance was currently unknown, but it probably wouldn't be bad either.

And more people began to look frequently toward Lu Mingfei.

The matter on the campus forum just now had caused quite a stir, and even those not used to browsing the forum would have been filled in on this gossip through chats, so everyone knew that this transfer student had registered a campus forum account before even entering the school, and had even bet one hundred thousand US dollars on Lu Mingfei.

One hundred thousand! US dollars!

To say there was absolutely no connection between the two and they were strangers was something no one would believe.

Then they all gasped.

Under these circumstances, Lu Mingfei was, still, learn, ing!

He didn't even lift his head, a real-life embodiment of "ignoring the world outside the window, focusing only on the books of sages."

"As expected of the legendary Lu!"

Immediately after, they looked at Zero again, trying to see some displeasure on her face.

Zero remained expressionless, merely turning her head to look at the homeroom teacher.

"Excuse me, may I take a seat?"

"Uh... yes, of course!"

The homeroom teacher almost didn't react in time, hurriedly squeezing out a smile and scanning under the podium, "There are still empty desks in the classroom, you can change seats, where would classmate Zero like to sit?"

Zero answered with her actions; she walked straight off the podium and headed directly in one direction.

Unconcealed, completely straightforward!

At the end of that direction, Lu Mingfei was burying his head, working hard at his studies.

The classroom was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, and everyone's gaze wandered between Zero, Lu Mingfei, and Liu Miaomiao.

The "Piano" beauty Liu Miaomiao had "allegedly" gone public less than an hour ago, and now she was about to face a formidable rival?

Liu Miaomiao also became nervous... she always felt that when facing Zero, her own aura was completely crushed.

There was no hope of victory!

But Zero said nothing, did not pause, and in her eyes, Liu Miaomiao didn't even exist.

She walked straight to Lu Mingfei's side and looked at Lu Mingfei's seatmate, "Classmate, may I sit here?"

The wording was very polite, but the tone was flat and without inflection. Even though it was a question, it sounded like a statement... there was simply no possibility of refusal!

Lu Mingfei's seatmate stood up without the slightest hesitation, "Of course!"

He had been wanting to escape this whirlpool for several days.

Everyone was focused on Lu Mingfei, so their gazes easily fell on him as well; this way, he couldn't even take a nap or slack off during class, always feeling like he was being watched by countless people.

The process of changing seats was completed quickly, with the desks and chairs swapped directly.

Ling refused the help of other enthusiastic classmates, citing her own mysophobia as the reason. Her words were very polite, but she was like an iceberg, keeping people at a distance of a thousand miles.

No one knew how such a seemingly delicate and petite girl could easily lift such a large wooden desk after putting on gloves, but she did exactly that, and even set it down gently.

And throughout this entire process, Lu Mingfei still... didn't even lift his head!

At this point, everyone felt a sense of "admiration" for the god-like Lu; could it be that there really was a house of gold in the books he was reading?

After all, it was a white-haired, wealthy, beautiful girl who had clearly come up to him; just to be polite, shouldn't he pay some attention?

Yet, this "impolite" behavior from Lu Mingfei did not provoke any anger from classmate Ling; she remained expressionless, first taking a cushion out of her bag to place on the seat, then meticulously wiping down the desk again—it seemed she truly had mysophobia, and quite a severe case at that...

"Oh right, look at my memory."

The class teacher, who had been staring in a daze, came back to his senses and slapped his forehead.

"Classmate Ling doesn't have textbooks yet, right? I'll go to the academic affairs office right now to ask for help..."

"No need, thank you."

Ling said, "I'll just look at his."

His?

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ling reached out and poked Lu Mingfei in the waist.

Lu Mingfei came back to his senses in a daze and turned his head: "?"

"Lend me your book to look at," Ling said.

"Oh."

Lu Mingfei nodded, which counted as his agreement, and he buried his head back into his frantic writing.

Thus, Ling took a book at random on her own, and even took a pen from Lu Mingfei's pencil case while she was at it.

No gloves worn, no wiping of the book or pen.

She took it and used it immediately—how natural!

The crowd was left dumbfounded.

Wait, what about your severe mysophobia?

What about your previous politeness, using courteous language with everyone, and keeping people at a distance of a thousand miles?

It turns out it was just because you hadn't met the right person!

Such obvious and unmasked differential treatment... what exactly is the relationship between her and Lu Mingfei?

The classroom fell into a near-eerie silence, but in reality, everyone's inner thoughts had exploded, and quite a few people had already silently pulled out their phones to start sharing what they had seen and heard on the school forum.

Naturally, there was no shortage of embellishments, so a bunch of posts soon emerged, such as "Heaven-sent white-haired beautiful transfer student suspected of having a crush on the god-like Lu," "Piano beauty Liu Miaomiao perfectly ignored," and "God-like Lu is single-mindedly devoted to reading the books of sages, viewing women as mere pink skeletons."

Not long after, Liu Miaomiao felt her phone vibrate.

She took out her phone with a bit of a guilty conscience.

Sure enough, it was a message from Su Xiaoqiang.

Su Xiaoqiang: "?"

Su Xiaoqiang: "Liu Miaomiao, are you capable or not?"

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