Chapter 52: Lun Sang High School (4)
Song Weiyang, hearing Jia Shuang say that, also glanced at Ji Ning's face, but aside from her lipstick, which had smeared outside her lip line from his kiss and looked like a tender strawberry, he couldn't see a single other thing.
The world of girls was complicated and hard to understand, yet they were so deliciously delectable, making men uncontrollably want to explore more.
Thinking this, Song Weiyang suddenly felt a little curious about what Ji Ning was like in reality.
If he met her in reality, would he have a chance to win over this older sister?
Ji Ning was eating when, under the table, her leg was suddenly caught between Song Weiyang's and rubbed. It didn't feel like a tease or flirtation, though—more like he was playing with her, as if they'd gone back to real high school life.
It suddenly reminded her that in high school, she'd also had a secret crush on the school's heartthrob, the captain of the basketball team.
That heartthrob had had dimples too, but he hadn't been as tall as Song Weiyang, and his eyes hadn't been as good-looking as his.
Recalling the flutter of that youthful crush, Ji Ning looked up at Song Weiyang and thought, he'd once been the light in so many girls' eyes, the dream in their hearts, hadn't he?
Ji Ning reached her hand under the table and tickled the leg of this girlhood-light, only to have him catch her hand in return and refuse to let go.
Song Weiyang's deskmate couldn't bear to watch anymore and took the chance to steal the chicken leg from his bowl of big-plate chicken—the one Ji Ning had just given him.
Song Weiyang immediately stopped playing, released Ji Ning's captured hand, and snatched his precious chicken leg right back.
Only then was Ji Ning free. She cupped her bowl and continued eating.
This school's cafeteria was incredible; the food was unbelievably fragrant. It had been a long time since Ji Ning had a proper, satisfying Chinese meal with plenty of oil and steamed rice. She happily ate every grain of rice in her bowl clean before setting down her chopsticks.
She wanted another bowl, but considering her persona, she shouldn't act like she'd never eaten before in front of the Campus Heartthrob, so she had to hold back for now.
After lunch, Ji Ning followed Jia Shuang back to the girls' dormitory.
Four people to a room, three rooms per floor. The entire third floor housed the girls from Class 10 of the second year.
By now, everyone had finished lunch and returned to the dorms. As Ji Ning walked through, she saw that most of the girls were sitting at their desks, primping in front of mirrors, even more uniformly punctual than they were for class.
Among them, one real female player locked eyes with Ji Ning; each could see the confusion in the other's gaze.
What was worth everyone getting so elaborately dressed up for? A PE class? A multi-class combined session? Or was the PE teacher exceptionally handsome?
A lightbulb went off in Ji Ning's mind as she thought of one possibility. If it was because of the PE teacher, the teacher was probably, most likely, Xing Ye in disguise, right?
In that case, no matter what, she had to join the fun and properly dress up too.
Ji Ning sat down at her own desk, removed her facial makeup, and redid it.
To prevent smudging, she applied a light base and set it with setting powder a full three times. She put on her most tender lip gloss and even dabbed a milky-scented perfume onto her wrists and neck. She also styled her hair, making herself as impeccably polished as could be.
After the noon break, the Class 10 students didn't return to their classroom but went straight to the indoor gymnasium to wait for PE class.
When the class bell rang, the PE teacher, dressed in a black tank top and athletic pants, came out of the office and walked toward the Class 10 students.
His chest and abdomen were pleasingly full under the fabric, and the exposed arms rippled with strength. That surging sense of power made the imagination run wild just by looking.
Even though his two long legs moved with casual strides, because his physique was so perfect, even such a casual walk looked sexy.
Not to mention a face with sharp, chiseled features and deep, captivating eyes—a look no one could refuse.
No matter how many times the PE teacher was seen, he still managed to make a group of young girls swoon.
Ji Ning finally saw Xing Ye. Standing in the crowd, she met his eyes, and her mood lifted indescribably, with a little thrill of excitement mixed in.
After Xing Ye had the students line up in formation, he first led everyone in stretching exercises.
Ji Ning was neither tall nor short, positioned perfectly in the center of the front row, with Xing Ye right in front of her.
He called out the counts and walked to Ji Ning's side, lifting her hand higher: "Your hands need to be a little higher."
The brief touch was like an electric shock, making Ji Ning's heart quiver. She exchanged a look with Xing Ye and saw the laughter in his eyes, which, compared to their video calls, lacked that hint of regret and had become pure and profound.
Ji Ning's heartbeat quickened.
After finishing the warm-ups, the PE class reached its most popular segment: a variety of sports for students to freely choose from.
Most of the boys chose basketball or soccer, while the girls opted for tennis, badminton, or shuttlecock kicking.
Ji Ning chose badminton.
But her mind wasn't on playing at all.
"Shuangshuang, there's something wrong with my racket. You go play with someone else first; I'm going to the equipment room to swap it out," Ji Ning said, apologetically abandoning her deskmate and slipping alone into the equipment room.
Inside the equipment room, shelves lined three walls, stacked with various balls, tools, and mats for sit-ups. Because the space was large, it didn't feel cluttered.
She had just taken in the layout of the room when an arm wrapped around her waist from behind. A familiar scent enveloped her, and her body went abruptly soft.
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