Chapter 11: Why do you keep looking at me?

Message: Class has started.

Xie Qin exhaled smoke, his sharp eyes with shallow inner double creases staring at the phone, and a hint of softness dyed his brows and eyes.

…

After Zhao Zhouyuan came out of the restroom, she wiped her freshly washed hands with a tissue and threw it into the trash can. "Softie, where did you send the message?"

"Sent it here." Shen Li's rounded fingernails, with a crescent arc, pointed to this place.

Seeing the name on the list, even Shen Li couldn't help but be stunned.

——Xie Qin.

Zhao Zhouyuan looked at the name, and it happened to be Xie Qin. She pursed her lips: "Don't send it to them in the future. Anyway, they won't come even if you send it."

Shen Li told her: "I've already sent it."

Zhao Zhouyuan: "It's fine that you sent it today."

"By the way, what are you writing?" Zhao Zhouyuan saw her holding a pen and saw her bowing her head to do English test papers, looking at her somewhat strangely: "Are you taking the Level 4 exam?"

Shen Li didn't raise her head and continued to do the questions: "Mm, I don't have anything else to do."

"When did you sign up? How come I don't know?" Zhao Zhouyuan was with her most of the time. If she went to the teacher's office, she would definitely be the first to know.

Shen Li: "I signed up by sending a message to the teacher."

Vocational colleges didn't have endless busy project assignments, and people here did whatever they wanted.

Shen Li was very busy during high school. Besides studying, she didn't know what else she should do.

Zhao Zhouyuan took out her phone: "Then I'll sign up for one too, just to keep you company."

Shen Li: "Okay."

Zhao Zhouyuan looked at the group message, which happened to be the announcement from the head teacher about the English Level 4 exam. The exam time was September 14th, still thirteen days away.

"Softie, how were your English grades in high school before? Good?"

She thought for a while and answered truthfully: "Okay."

Her English grades couldn't be said to be very good, nor very bad. There were a few transfer students in the class who had stayed abroad for a few years. Compared to their innate advantages, Shen Li rarely got full marks. Her English level was above average; most of the time she could score around 140. Sometimes when she didn't perform well, it was below average, around 130. Thinking about it, she added: "It was average in the class before."

"Me too, every English exam I get 40 or 50 points. I don't review for exams, and that's the grade. My single-subject ranking in the class is in the middle."

Zhao Zhouyuan then finished sending the messages urging students to attend class. The head teacher also dragged a few people from the dormitory to class.

University student attendance was linked to the head teacher's salary, so the head teacher was quite diligent in this regard.

Fifteen minutes after class started, more than half of the students in the class arrived one after another.

Suddenly, the few masters who were wandering and loose appeared in the classroom corridor. The back door was kicked open.

It attracted the eyes of many people looking toward the back door. Xie Qin pulled out a chair and sat down directly. Shen Li supported her chin with her hand, indifferently moving her gaze away from him, and continued to focus on listening to the lecture.

Xu Zhouyuan and the others also walked into the classroom slowly…

"Some students who are late for class, please keep the noise down, don't affect other students' learning. Even if you don't study, a few other individual students still need to study."

Xu Zhouyuan said cheekily: "Teacher… we're already studying at Chengde. Even if we keep the noise down, this school won't become a 985 or 211."

Teacher Ma Si's face had already turned black.

Zhou Mingyu was also fanning the flames: "I don't agree with that. Not being able to get into a 985 or 211 doesn't affect you finding a 985 or 211 girl. Can you broaden your perspective?"

Xu Zhouyuan cupped his hands at him: "Yes, yes, it's small, my perspective is small."

Other people in the classroom, seeing them singing in harmony, were all giggling.

They knew these few people were used to being arrogant, and even teachers couldn't manage them.

Teacher Ma Si scolded: "You few, you simply have no desire to improve. If you come, just listen to the lecture quietly."

"Sigh, playing billiards was fine, why did we have to come to class for no reason!" Xu Zhouyuan turned his body, rested his elbows on the desk, raised his eyebrows and looked at Xie Qin, and then looked playfully at Shen Li, who was sitting in the last row with them: "Brother Qin, tell me, who exactly is in this class!"

Shen Li held her neck, lowered her head, and was doing the English Level 4 test paper. Her peripheral vision caught two lines of sight. She looked in the direction of the gaze and found that Xu Zhouyuan and Xie Qin were both looking at her.

Xie Qin was leaning on the chair with no energy, tilting his head slightly. His other leg was also spread wide. The aisle between them wasn't too far. His outstretched leg happened to rest on the edge of Shen Li's desk. His posture was arrogant, his expression loose. They looked at each other for a moment, and Xie Qin raised his eyebrows at her.

Shen Li withdrew her gaze calmly and continued doing the questions. Xie Qin took out his phone, lowered his head, and played with it. He didn't know who he was replying to, but he tucked the phone into his pocket, didn't play with it anymore, supported his head, and continued looking in her direction.

Xu Zhouyuan and Zhang Zixin were in the same class. Seeing Xie Qin like this, it was considered hopeless. He patted his shoulder and stood up to go sit with Zhang Zixin.

In the second half of the class, they watched a documentary on philosophy. The teacher turned on the multimedia, clicked on the video, and then assigned the project homework on the blackboard—again, writing an analysis report.

The chalk fell, the teacher took the book and left the classroom. The remaining few started chattering, each doing their own thing and chatting.

Shen Li felt a bit thirsty, so she took out a water cup from her bag and took a sip of water. She looked with her peripheral vision, and her drinking action slowed down. Until she really couldn't stand it, she slowly turned her head to look at him and said in a flat tone, "Why do you keep looking at me?"

"Is there something?"

He had been watching her for more than half the class.

Xie Qin shook his legs, kicking her desk from time to time to make noise, looking lazy and rogue: "If you don't look at me, how do you know I'm looking at you?"

"I know I'm handsome, but you don't have to be so special… focusing on me." He emphasized the last few words, his voice magnetic and somewhat seductive.

Shen Li: "…"

"However, I can give you a chance to add my contact information."

Xie Qin had never taken the initiative to give out his contact information; in the past, girls were always pestering him for it.

Saying this, coupled with his posture, seemed to imply to her: I'm giving you a chance, don't be ungrateful. Being able to add my contact information is your honor.

As he said this, Xie Qin took out his phone and tapped the screen twice, bringing up the QR code to add a friend.

Shen Li saw him curling his lips. She moved her eyes slightly, looked at the dimples at the corners of his mouth a few more times, and then withdrew her gaze indifferently: "…" ===== CHAPTER 12 =====

Seeing him curl his lips, Shen Li moved her gaze slightly, lingering for a few moments on the dimples at the corners of his mouth, before calmly withdrawing her eyes, "..."