The School Beauty from the Next Class Insisted I Confess - Chapter 57

Xue Baifan finally decided to be honest with Chen Siyu and have a good talk about their situation. Of course, she knew Chen Siyu probably wouldn’t accept it right away, but at least she was no longer avoiding the issue.

Before leaving, Xue Baifan glanced at Xu Qingfeng, who was slumped and lost in her own world, and then looked at Xia Yiqiu, who was seeing her out.

“President Xia, the friend you mentioned couldn’t possibly be her, right?” Xue Baifan pointed in Xu Qingfeng’s direction.

Xue Baifan’s tone carried a hint of surprise. She had somewhat sensed something unusual between the two, but who was Xu Qingfeng?

The “unromantic one” recognized by the whole school!

Could she have fallen for someone? It certainly seemed that way. Xue Baifan felt it was better to clarify, lest she solve her own problem only to be troubled by this gossip.

Xia Yiqiu’s eyes curved slightly, not feeling the need to deny it. She said softly, “It is her.”

Oh my god! My and Chen Siyu’s matters are nothing compared to this—these two are actually secretly in love!

Major news, major news! The gloom in Xue Baifan’s heart lifted.

However, they were an excellent match. Xu Qingfeng and Xia Yiqiu could finally be together in this life.

Noticing Xue Baifan’s eagerness to share, Xia Yiqiu felt she needed to offer a reminder.

“Student Chen, she still doesn’t know I like her, so, could you possibly keep it a secret for now?”

Xia Yiqiu’s face held a bright, captivating smile.

“No problem, President Xia. I haven’t properly thanked you two yet today. I’ll be leaving now.” Xue Baifan waved her hand away from her chest, expressing her gratitude generously.

Xue Baifan’s tone and gestures were very dashing.

It seems Xue Baifan isn’t a squeamish person. The matter with Chen Siyu must have troubled her greatly to make her act like that before, Xia Yiqiu thought.

Xu Qingfeng remained preoccupied and distracted until she got home that evening. When Xia Yiqiu asked what was wrong, she made up an excuse to brush her off.

If she really had to ask Xia Yiqiu who the person she liked was, she was honestly a little afraid. If she heard someone else’s name, Xu Qingfeng feared she wouldn’t be able to control herself and might burst into tears right there.

That evening, after returning home, she uncharacteristically didn’t write any of those sappy poems.

Xu Qingfeng finished washing up and simply fell onto her bed with a free body drop.

“Bang.”

The sound of the impact created when a person meets the bed.

Xu Qingfeng stared at the ceiling light, her eyes full of confusion.

So, who exactly was that person?

Touching her face, she found it was somewhat damp. How did she start crying?

After an hour of thinking without an answer, she decided to seek help from the almighty netizens again. She directly  (Little Tyrant) and  (First Genius) at the end of her previous post, describing what happened today and asking if she should confess first.

The time hadn’t reached midnight yet, which was when night owls were active. Little Tyrant, First Genius, and a host of other netizens were still online and replied quickly.

First Genius: Hahahahahaha, I knew it. Your feelings are extraordinary! (Poster), I’ll be honest, you are truly a blockhead.

(A Trace of Autumn Wind, Xu Qingfeng’s ID): She often calls me a blockhead. You’re quite smart.

Little Tyrant: Hold on, First Genius, just say what you mean. Why attack the Poster?

First Genius: I’m not wrong in saying that about her. Poster, I’ll be frank: Your friend likes you!

Xu Qingfeng reread the reply several times. This must be a dream, she thought, otherwise, how could I be seeing words that only exist in a dream?

Suppressing her joy and confusion, Xu Qingfeng began to reply.

A Trace of Autumn Wind: That’s impossible, right? Would she like me?

Little Tyrant: Hmm, I thought about it just now. Based on what happened before, there’s a fifty percent possibility.

First Genius: Little Tyrant, what you said is useless. Poster, listen to me. I think it’s one hundred percent. You don’t dislike the girl, do you? If so, remember to cut it off quickly and don’t hurt her feelings.

First Genius said with great confidence. She had already envisioned the scene where the girl confesses and is rejected by the straight-laced Poster.

How miserable!

I don’t like Yiqiu? How is that possible? Xu Qingfeng hurried to explain.

A Trace of Autumn Wind: No, I really like her. I’ve liked her for a long time. I just can’t believe she would like me.

Little Tyrant: Oh, come on, Poster, don’t be so self-deprecating. Love makes people humble, but you have to believe in yourself. Now I’m increasing the probability of her liking you to seventy percent. In this day and age, a person who isn’t overly confident is a huge plus point. Go for it.

First Genius: Yes, Poster, you have to believe in yourself. Even if she doesn’t like you, you can’t keep procrastinating like this. Hesitation leads to defeat; action creates a future. If you don’t confess, how will you know the result?

A Trace of Autumn Wind: But what if the person she likes isn’t me? Wouldn’t we not even be able to be friends anymore, and wouldn’t it cause her a lot of trouble?

First Genius: Wrong, wrong, wrong. Why would it be trouble? Everyone has the right to express who they like. If you just watch, the day will come when you regret it. Furthermore, if you don’t confess, and they really get together someday, you will completely lose your chance, and your jealousy will grow. You still won’t be able to be friends.

Little Tyrant: Yes, Poster. If you like each other, you should hurry up and confess so she doesn’t have to wait. Now it seems confessing is a choice that can only bring good.

First Genius: Exactly. I support you, Poster!

Little Tyrant: I support you, Poster!

Seeing everyone’s replies, Xu Qingfeng felt she still needed to think about it. However, the almighty netizens were truly almighty; at least her contemplation now had a direction.

A Trace of Autumn Wind: Thank you all!

After replying, Xu Qingfeng logged off the forum. Unbeknownst to her, her post remained popular and later even became a classic old thread for emotional inquiries.

When subsequent users searched for similar relationship troubles, they would always see the classic comments from First Genius and Little Tyrant. One look and they would be instantly enlightened—it was an unintentional great deed.

Xu Qingfeng turned off the light and closed her eyes, her mind constantly whirring.

Could it be Liu Xiao? Or Liang Hao? Or perhaps Li Tian?

None of them seem quite right.

I’m quite a good fit, Xu Qingfeng thought narcissistically.

That’s right, I am the most suitable one.

But, could there be someone else I don’t know about?

Thinking and thinking, she had a wonderful dream. In the dream, she confessed to Xia Yiqiu, and the other person accepted. She spun Xia Yiqiu around in her arms. Just as they were about to kiss, a girl appeared, forcefully pulled them apart, grabbed Xia Yiqiu, and ran, leaving a message:

“See? She left with me. The person she likes is me, you pathetic wretch.”

“No—”

Xu Qingfeng woke up with a start. Her hand, reaching out into the air, dropped. She looked out the window; it was still pitch black. It was only five in the morning.

The startled person sighed.

“It’s just a dream, thankfully.”

But the dream cast a significant shadow, making Xu Qingfeng, who had been half-heartedly considering the idea of “strike first” before sleeping, start to hesitate.

Could this dream be telling me not to confess?

But, aren’t dreams supposed to mean the opposite?

A few days later, still caught in a state of confusion, Xu Qingfeng was inexplicably surprised when she saw Xue Baifan and Chen Siyu walking hand-in-hand during lunchtime.

That fast?

She quietly asked Xue Baifan, “So, are you two together now?”

Xue Baifan was not so reserved and answered directly in front of her and Xia Yiqiu.

“Oh, Siyu and I discussed it. We’re giving each other some time to think, and we’ll talk about it after the College Entrance Exam. For that, we plan to study hard, and we’ll be in the school’s self-study room at noon.”

Xue Baifan smiled sweetly, and Xu Qingfeng subconsciously felt a hint of showing off.

“Exactly.” Chen Siyu looked at Xue Baifan with indulgence.

It can be done this way! Xu Qingfeng hadn’t thought of such a solution. It’s a pity they confirmed their mutual feelings; otherwise, if I sincerely confessed like this and Yiqiu asked me to wait, I’d be more than willing.

As the two were about to leave, Xue Baifan glanced at Xia Yiqiu, asking meaningfully,

“President Xia, how are things going with that person?”

Xue Baifan’s appetite for gossip was insatiable. She had been searching the school forum for posts and evidence these past few days.

Sure enough, she thought, there are clues, even mountains of evidence, about their relationship, only a few people are following it closely.

From now on, Xue Baifan decided, she would constantly pay attention and strive to become a qualified CP fan. Perhaps she could even create a group and become the fan leader someday.

Hahahahahahahaha.

Unfortunately, she was a step too late.

“Still the same,” Xia Yiqiu replied with a hint of grievance in her tone.

Xu Qingfeng is such a blockhead; it will take a while for her to get the hint. Xia Yiqiu thought that if Xu Qingfeng hadn’t confessed after the College Entrance Exam, she would have to do it herself. The most she could wait was until graduation.

“I think it’ll be soon.”

Xue Baifan looked at the shifty-eyed Xu Qingfeng. This is different from her previous one-sided sadness. Only the two people involved in the relationship can’t seem to notice.

“Is that so?” Xia Yiqiu didn’t think it was very likely.

“Goodbye, both Presidents. Keep up the good work!” Xue Baifan winked her big eyes, yet even Chen Siyu didn’t understand her words.

“Mhm,” Xia Yiqiu and Xu Qingfeng replied.

After they had walked far away, Chen Siyu couldn’t hold back and asked Xue Baifan for an explanation.

“Baifan, what were you telling them to ‘keep up the good work’ about?” Chen Siyu rubbed the top of her head.

“Hey, don’t rub it! What if I stop growing taller? That’s a secret.”

Xue Baifan thought that she couldn’t let anyone know about this, as she had promised President Xia. Xue Baifan was a person of honor and kept her promises.

As for the members of the Psychology Club who were shipping the couple online and whom she didn’t know—she certainly didn’t tell them herself.

“A secret, then.”

Chen Siyu didn’t press for details. As long as it didn’t endanger their relationship, it was perfectly acceptable for both parties to have small secrets, regardless of the relationship.

In fact, Chen Siyu answered that way because she figured Xue Baifan had no chance with them. She was aware of the relationship between Xia Yiqiu and Xu Qingfeng. Since it wasn’t an emotional problem concerning her and Xue Baifan, she didn’t care about knowing the truth.

Xu Qingfeng watched the scene, feeling a chill run down her spine. She kept feeling like she had missed something. She didn’t understand the meaning of the “keep up the good work” just now but politely responded out of courtesy.

Yiqiu, what did she mean?

In the preliminary and semi-finals of the essay competition, Xu Qingfeng and Liu Xiao successfully advanced to the finals. Xia Yiqiu was eliminated in the semi-finals but entered the finals through the resurrection round.

Liu Xiao was putting her all into this competition, while Xu Qingfeng and Xia Yiqiu treated it as a casual outing—one because the award was optional, the other because she felt she had no hope.

Liu Xiao was a science student and, logically, should have been preparing for the physics and math competitions later. However, the students in the competition class were not to be trifled with.

Xia Yiqiu was determined to win the physics competition later. As for why she wasn’t in the competition class, the reason was simple: there was no need. She was very confident in herself. Since childhood, her dream had been the Physics Department at Hua University, and Xia Yiqiu had prepared thoroughly for it.

Although Weicheng No. 1 High School’s competitions were excellent and the competition class’s usual scores were very good, Xia Yiqiu preferred the feeling of the ordinary class. Although the Science Zero Class wasn’t exactly an ordinary class, the curriculum schedule was.

The atmosphere in the competition class was too stifling. She felt there was no need to place all her bets on the competition and make herself unhappy. She could always get in through the College Entrance Exam.

The essay competition, by common sense, did not require daily training, so this was an advantage. Liu Xiao wanted to secure a guarantee for herself. With her usual scores, entering Hua University was very stable, but accidents happen.

What if?

Moreover, 300 people nationwide entered the finals this time. There were three first-place prizes, ten second-place, and twenty third-place.

First place was equivalent to the National First Prize and guaranteed admission to Hua University, but second and third place were also good, guaranteeing admission to other universities.

Liu Xiao’s goal was to secure second and strive for first. Xu Qingfeng and Xia Yiqiu had no specific goals.

Time flew by, and in a blink of an eye, it was the day of their departure.

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