Ten-Year Loyal Dog’s Road to Chasing Her Wife (GL) - Chapter 3

Chapter 3

High school life, if it can be summarized by a single word, must be “boring.”

The content of every day is class, class, and more class. Especially in a key high school, there is nothing else to do but attend class. There are course schedules for the morning, afternoon, and evening; basically, after finishing classes and homework, one doesn’t even have the extra energy to socialize.

Those who love learning spend all day and night studying; those who don’t spend all day and night sleeping. In Longting Town back in 2013, it wasn’t yet popular to equip children with mobile phones, so only the wealthy could use them. Those remaining who didn’t like listening to lectures could only pile their textbooks high on their desks and rely on the books for cover to sleep from morning self-study until the end of evening self-study.

Calculating it, this is truly a very money-saving way of not learning.

Top students review; “study-scum” like Qiao Wan can only preview. School had just started, and the workbooks ordered by the school hadn’t arrived yet. She couldn’t understand the lectures and had no practice problems, but she couldn’t just leave things be. So, Qiao Wan had to bite the bullet and preview after class, working through workbooks she bought herself while facing the textbook. She truly looked quite pitiful.

Qiao Wan’s Liberal Arts were very good, especially English; when called upon by the teacher in class, she could answer fluently. But correspondingly, the Sciences Math, Physics, Chemistry, and Biology were like “heavenly scripts” (unreadable gibberish) to her. Especially Physics; only Qiao Wan herself knew that since her third year of junior high, she completely failed to understand what on earth was being taught in Physics.

Now that she was in high school, she understood even less.

She arrived very early every day. Because she lived in the dorms, the time needed to get to the classroom wasn’t much. When she arrived, there weren’t many people in the classroom, and the lights weren’t even on. Longting No. 1 High School usually didn’t switch on the main power breaker to supply electricity until around 6:30 AM. Before that time, there were no electric lights, so coming so early meant she could only read by the light of a flashlight.

Qiao Mo also arrived very early. When she entered, the entire classroom was dark except for the light at her and Qiao Wan’s seats. The light was mostly blocked by the books, looking a bit flickering and even a little scary. Qiao Mo walked closer and saw it was her desk mate, so she greeted her in passing: “Morning.”

“Morning,” Qiao Wan replied absentmindedly. Anyone could feel she was merely being polite. In fact, if Qiao Mo hadn’t taken the initiative to greet her, Qiao Wan could have pretended not to see Qiao Mo sitting down beside her.

Qiao Wan had natural curls. Her long hair developed beautiful curves once it passed her shoulders, looking as if it had been permed. The curly long hair combined with her exquisite features made her look less like a living person and more like an exquisite Western doll.

The kind of limited edition that costs thousands or tens of thousands at every turn.

If Qiao Mo had even a shred of self-awareness, she wouldn’t tolerate sitting next to Qiao Wan, being made to look even uglier by the contrast. Unfortunately, Qiao Mo lacked such awareness. Perhaps she had grown so accustomed to being ugly that it became a habit, or she felt that being discouraged no longer mattered.

She simply wanted to sit with this person for no particular reason. If she had to give a reason, Qiao Mo felt it might be because she thought Qiao Wan was beautiful. Just as poor people always want to be friends with the wealthy, a person with an ugly face like her also wanted to stay close to good-looking people. Perhaps by looking at her, she might become good-looking too? Who is to say that’s an impossibility.

Calculated wrong again… Qiao Wan put her hand down, finding that her answer was far removed from the standard answer. She couldn’t help but feel a bit frustrated. At that moment, she turned to see Qiao Mo eating breakfast in the dark beside her. No wonder she felt there was a scent of food nearby; although Qiao Wan had already eaten breakfast, it didn’t stop her from wanting more. “Go outside to eat.”

Qiao Mo, however, unhurriedly packed up her finished food, took it to the trash can in the corridor to throw away, and then returned to say to Qiao Wan: “This problem isn’t calculated this way.”

At that moment, the light tubes in the classroom flickered twice and all lit up. Suddenly, the classroom seemed to revive, opening its eyes in the darkness to welcome a new day. The mobile phone light was concentrated and piercing, but the classroom lights were clearly softer and had a much larger range. Switching suddenly from light to dark, Qiao Wan felt her eyes were unadjusted. Physiological tears rendered the close-at-hand face of Qiao Mo into that of a great beauty.

Qiao Wan: “…”

Am I blind?

Or is it that “blurriness creates beauty”?

But even she had to admit that the contours of Qiao Mo’s face were actually quite good. If her skin wasn’t so poor, perhaps she could be dazzling. Perhaps Qiao Mo didn’t know yet, but the girls in class, especially those who didn’t like studying and preferred wagging their tongues had already given her a new nickname in private: “Frog Girl.”

To put it bluntly, they were making an issue out of her skin.

Qiao Wan had run into them several times while going to the bathroom, but she just let it pass without thinking of interfering. This person was just a desk mate, why should she care? It’s just that since Qiao Mo didn’t know, Qiao Wan didn’t plan on telling her. Anyway, those little “delinquent girls” didn’t have the guts to openly bully Qiao Mo yet, they only wagged their tongues behind her back. Who hasn’t had a few bad words said about them behind their back? Not knowing is for the best.

At least if you don’t know, you won’t feel anything.

Qiao Wan pushed her workbook toward Qiao Mo: “Do you know how to do it?” Then she realized the workbook had crossed that boundary line. She was the one who told Qiao Mo not to cross it. So, Qiao Wan pulled the book back toward herself a bit: “You come over here.”

Qiao Mo actually wanted to say it didn’t matter at all where she sat; after all, it would only take ten minutes or so.

This problem wasn’t hard for her at all. Although high school Physics was indeed much harder than junior high, for one, it was just the start of school and they hadn’t touched the truly difficult content yet; for another, Qiao Mo’s junior high Physics foundation was extremely solid. According to her entrance score and ranking, Qiao Mo could have completely entered the school’s top-tier classes, but for some reason, she had “fallen” into the regular class to “wallow in the mire” with Qiao Wan.

As a key high school in a “place of poor mountains and evil waters,” Longting No. 1 High School had a strict student stratification. At the top were the Experimental Classes, with three in total, filled with “favored children of heaven” chosen through selection. Next were the Top-Tier Classes, with two in total, also filled with people with high grades. Finally, there were the Regular Classes, which were a mixed bag; those who tested in and those who bought their way in were all here, competing simultaneously.

Qiao Wan had originally just barely made the cut-off, so it wasn’t strange at all that she appeared in a regular class. The good thing was she shouldn’t need to stay in this ghostly place for long. According to her mother, once the two of them finished handling the marriage matters, they would take Qiao Wan back. What feelings could those two possibly have left? Qiao Wan estimated she would only need to stay here for a year at most, and once the year passed, she could return to Shenzhen.

So Qiao Wan always deliberately maintained a certain distance from others, even though her face often helped her attract many unnecessary “peach blossoms” (romantic interests). Her beauty and name had spread throughout the entire Grade 10 within just one week. Then, those bored people would occasionally come to Grade 10, Class 11, leaning on the windowsill to peer inside; some didn’t just look, they liked to point and gossip.

Of course, some were more reserved and would use various reasons to visit the class. In reality, their purpose was none other than to see two people: one was the School Beauty Qiao Wan, and the other was the School Hunk Yuan Tianci.

One really wonders why these two ended up in a regular class together. Compared to them, no one in other classes could stand side-by-side with them. It was truly a case of “the drought-stricken die of thirst while the flooded die of water” (an unfair distribution of resources). If only they could be distributed more evenly.

Even if they themselves didn’t know how “beautiful skins” should be distributed to achieve a Great Harmony society where everyone is satisfied and celebrated. Humans are truly strange creatures.

Qiao Wan originally only meant to give Qiao Mo some face; after all, rejecting someone to their face when they offer to explain a problem even if no one else was present the person being rejected would likely feel awkward. She thought that since they were in the same class, their levels shouldn’t differ by much. Who knew that once Qiao Mo started explaining the problem, she was like a different person? Her logic was extremely clear and her process extremely detailed. No matter how “idiotic” the question Qiao Wan asked, she would answer with extreme patience, even helping Qiao Wan review related knowledge points.

Despite a whole summer vacation having passed without touching related Physics knowledge, she clearly remembered all the formulas learned back then. Qiao Wan reflected on the junior high knowledge in her own mind and found to her shame that she had forgotten it all.

Ashamed, truly ashamed… she felt she had let down her junior high teachers; it hadn’t even been ten or eight years yet, and she had already returned all the knowledge to them.

“Yo, morning, you two young ladies.” Yuan Tianci walked to his seat carrying a bag of breakfast. His seat was the fourth in the fifth group. If shifted horizontally to the fourth group where the “Two Qiaos” were, he would be sitting exactly in front of Qiao Mo. The seats weren’t far apart, and plus Qiao Wan was so beautiful, Yuan Tianci knew the two Qiao girls.

However, it was limited to the level of nodding and saying hello; usually, they didn’t communicate much. “Want some steamed buns? From the school gate, I heard they taste pretty good.”

Yuan Tianci was the School Hunk, and Qiao Wan was the School Beauty. The Hunk and Beauty were naturally quite a match, and since their heights were also quite suitable, rumors were actually spreading in the school that these two were dating. Over time, Yuan Tianci couldn’t help but look at Qiao Wan a few more times. This girl was truly exquisite.

The students’ evaluation of Qiao Wan was “exquisite.” Her features were like they had been finely carved; she looked beautiful no matter how a photo was taken. Every detail could withstand scrutiny, yet when combined, they didn’t appear overly “vivid” or give off an aggressive feeling.

Qiao Wan was just like her name; her beauty was exquisite, yet quiet and gentle.

Looking at her for a long time, one couldn’t help but feel that falling in love with a short girl was also a beautiful thing.