Reborn as a Mortal Heiress Pampered by Big Shots
Chapter 89: In front of all the teachers and students of senior three...

Chapter 89: In front of all the teachers and students of senior three...

Zhou Yao glanced at her, "...Why are you still carrying a bag to the restroom?"

Xia Yourong gripped her bag strap tightly, her mind quickly spinning, "Got my period, okay? Why are you so annoying? Even this you have to ask."

Zhou Yao expressed her understanding with a smile, "Just casually asking."

"Jiang Xuan really looks sturdy in his build, not at all like those skinny dark monkeys in our class."

"Hmph, these girls really lack experience. Wait a few more years and we’ll be even sturdier than him. They ignore us now, but later they’ll find themselves out of our league!"

Hearing the people around her still talking about Jiang Xuan, Zhou Yao’s attention was immediately diverted.

Today’s lecture was only attended by senior year students, all seated towards the front in the middle of the auditorium.

So, unlike the crowded opening ceremony, you could basically hear conversations between different classes.

In the midst of the chattering, the doors of the auditorium were pushed open again, and this time Xia Ye entered.

Xia Ye had just played a round of a game in the restroom stall with Jiang Yunyang.

Since it was the weekend, that little guy was off school and particularly lively.

Mid-game, she heard people outside saying they were running out of time and hurrying out, so for the second half, she simply switched the game sound to speaker mode, which ended up being quite 3D-sounding in the stall.

Coming out of the restroom and entering the auditorium, everyone truly had already taken their seats.

Tang Tianjiao was frantically waving at her; she had specifically saved a seat for her.

Although the seat was good, she had to cross over many people to get there.

Xia Ye was the last one to come in.

At that moment, she caught a glimpse from the corner of her eye, Jiang Xuan sitting in the center of the first row, patting the empty seat next to him, his thin lips slightly parting as he mouthed two words to her, "Come over."

The seat next to him was indeed directly accessible and didn’t require anyone to stand up to make way for her.

Xia Ye hesitated for a second before she stepped over to him.

But the instant she sat down next to Jiang Xuan, the auditorium filled with a chorus of sharp intakes of breath.

Apart from Xia Ye, from everyone else’s angle, it was not possible to see Jiang Xuan patting the seat next to him, signaling her with his lips.

They all thought Xia Ye had just taken the seat herself.

Tian Hanwen, seated on Jiang Xuan’s other side, became tense, fearing this little thing would cross the line and anger Jiang Xuan. He reached out to feign anger and was about to slap Xia Ye.

However, just as his hand moved in front of Jiang Xuan, and before it even touched Xia Ye, Jiang Xuan raised his hand to stop him.

Tian Hanwen was taken aback and glanced at Shen Jing, who was still standing, "Jiang Xuan, she’s taking the seat reserved for your attendant..."

Jiang Xuan lifted his eyelids, looked at Shen Jing relaxedly.

Shen Jing immediately straightened up, very sensibly finding a spot on the side to sit, making sure he was available to observe if Jiang Xuan had any needs and yet not getting in Jiang Xuan’s way.

Competing with Miss Xia for a seat? Was he out of his mind?

But his action had really scared Tian Hanwen, "This..."

Although he was not clear on the situation, seeing Jiang Xuan not addressing it further, he dared not say more.

The other students, however, started whispering among themselves.

"Xia Ye is so shameless, taking a seat next to the president like that."

"Seductress, seductress, seductress!"

"She even pushed the assistant to the side; doesn’t she feel embarrassed? She’s really disgracing our First Middle School."

Classroom 19 was situated right in the middle, so Tang Tianjiao heard these comments most clearly.

"The president himself isn’t complaining, what are you all blabbering on about?"

"Would you refuse the seat if it was offered to you? Stop acting so high and mighty!"

"Freaks!"

Tang Tianjiao’s fighting spirit was definitely no joke. Single-handedly taking on a crowd, she managed to shut them up within a few retorts.

The girls, unable to argue against her, just turned away with flushed faces.

Pu Meilan stepped up to the lectern, prompting Tian Hanwen to remind the teachers to maintain order in the classrooms.

Tian Ye had not participated in any discussion the whole time.

As for Xia Ye’s situation, he had no interest.

What’s more important is that his idol, Night God, had just updated another short video.

Today’s copywriting was quite interesting.

[Guess where this round was played?]

Night God’s fanbase was growing larger and larger.

The new video hadn’t been up long and had already racked up just under 100 comments.

[Coffee shop?]

[Night God must be a secret account of some pro player, right? Could today’s video be a spoiler from a professional match?]

[Considering the teammates and opponents, it’s definitely not a pro game. I guess Night God isn’t a professional player, but a hidden boss. If he’s a hidden boss... could it be he’s playing in a sauna? With Azure Dragon to the left, White Tiger to the right, surrounded by a bunch of minions serving tea and water, how about that for imagery?]

Tian Ye watched the users’ wildly varied guesses and chuckled coldly.

Did they really think they could guess Night God’s identity with a few words?

The sight of Night God descending from the heavens and dominating in every video always thrilled him.

In his eyes, Night God was undoubtedly a transcendent master.

A free-spirited hero who emerged amidst chaos.

The place where Night God played games was the most sacred of sanctuaries!

Accompanied by soothing, relaxing background music, Pu Meilan’s psychology lecture began.

In the center of the auditorium hung a large white screen, intended for displaying a PowerPoint presentation shortly.

Pu Meilan had sent the teaching materials to the school authorities in advance. After a review, the school copied them onto a USB drive, which was now plugged into the machine.

At first, nobody was particularly looking forward to the psychology lecture, but they had to admit, Pu Meilan was really good at lecturing, and she was beautiful and charming as a counselor.

What was originally dull and abstruse psychological knowledge became lively and interesting through her clever examples.

Everyone’s attention was focused on Pu Meilan.

Except for one person.

Xia Yourong.

She stared fixedly at the white screen, which hadn’t displayed anything yet, her expression one of excitement.

It was unclear what she was expecting to see.

"Okay, now please follow along with the PowerPoint to understand the various types of human emotions," she said.

As she spoke, Pu Meilan turned on the machine, and the PowerPoint in the USB drive started playing automatically.

Pu Meilan stood beside the white screen, holding a laser pointer in her hand.

The red dot was especially conspicuous on the white screen.

"The first emotion, shock, is like..."

Pu Meilan’s words were cut off abruptly mid-sentence.

The PowerPoint didn’t display the educational content she had given the school, but a series of magnified photos instead.

No, not just a single photo.

Several photos played in succession.

On an open-air rooftop balcony, a man with his back to the camera and a girl facing the camera, wearing Beijing No.1 Middle School uniform trousers.

The two in the photo were very close, their expressions ambiguous.

Just as the crowd was confused about what was happening, the photos suddenly froze on the last one.

In the last photo, the girl wearing the school uniform trousers was on tiptoe, kissing the man in the suit—

The entire assembly of students and teachers burst into an uproar.

The photo was blurry after being enlarged, and everyone was discussing who the girl could be, feeling she looked somewhat familiar.

After just a few seconds, someone among the students suddenly shouted out.

"Xia Ye! It’s Xia Ye!"