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During the break between classes,

Han Ruila and Hwang Tsui-i leaned against the corridor and chatted.

Hwang Tsui-i took out a few gem-like chocolates from her pocket and handed them to Han Ruila.

Han Ruila casually picked one up and popped it into her mouth. She looked out of the corridor of Class 2.

Her gaze fell into the eyes of others.

"Ah, the class belle of Class 3 is looking at you ~"

Kim Dong-hyung turned his head in the direction of the boy next to him.

He immediately saw the two girls chatting outside the corridor of Class 3.

"Is the chocolate delicious?"

"Yes."

"It's imported ~"

Kim Dong-hyung turned his head and asked, "Are you talking about the girl with the ponytail?"

"Yes.

She's the class belle of Class 2, excluding Sung Hee-young. If you ask me, she's much prettier than the one in our class, right? "

Kim Dong-hyung chuckled. "If Xu Mengling hears this, you'll be done for."

"Tsk ~ I'm not afraid of her."

Hwang Tsui-i nudged Han Ruila.

"Ah, ah.

The class belle of Class 2 seems to be looking at you just now. "

Han Ruila followed her gaze and turned her head.

She looked in the direction of Kim Dong-hyung.

She asked curiously, "Is he the class belle of Class 2?"

Hwang Tsui-i revealed a strange smile. "You can tell at a glance. Who else could it be other than him?"

"His name is Kim Dong-hyung.

I heard that he's also a trainee of an entertainment company.

He seems to be a little more handsome than Jin Bi. "

Jin Bi was the class belle chosen by their class. The boy with the highest number of votes.

Because his name easily reminded people of "Jin Bi,"

Therefore, the girls gave him the nickname "Money" in private.

Money

She had heard that he was interested in their school belle, but Hwang Tsui-i felt that although he was handsome, he was not qualified to be with the fairy-like school belle.

In this world, beauty was justice. Even though Sung He e-young was a cold beauty, she still had a lot of supporters.

"Do you know him well?"

"I'm fine.

He had heard a little about it from others.

Li Changrui from our class has a good relationship with him.

We often play together. "

"Then do you know if he has a girlfriend?"

"I know.

I heard from Li Changrui that a lot of girls like this guy. Changing girlfriends is like changing clothes.

But I heard that he's a nice guy. He shouldn't be a jerk who plays with girls. Maybe he doesn't know how to reject others. "

"Does he treat his girlfriend well?"

"This … I don't know. You'll have to ask Li Changrui."

If she were to answer this question in her previous life, she would definitely say 'very good' without any hesitation.

But now, he seemed to be as arrogant as other boys in front of their girlfriends.

Was it because … she wasn't really moved?

Or was it because he was young?

In fact, she had thought about the possibility that Kim Dong-hyung had come back with her. But when she saw him again, she was sure that he hadn't been reborn.

If it weren't for the unforgettable memories, she would have suspected that everything was just a dream.

After feeling disappointed, she thought that she was already very lucky to have such an opportunity. What more could she ask for?

There weren't so many things in the world that were perfect.

Kim Dong-hyung looked in that direction again and whispered, "Ya, do you know what that girl's name is?"

"What?

You want to hit on her?

You just got dumped and you're not willing to be left out? "

Kim Dong-hyung raised his elbow.

"Okay, okay, okay, I was wrong, I was wrong.

I don't dare anymore, big brother!

Her name is Han Ruila, Han, Rui, La ~ "

"Han, Rui, La …" Jin Uheng repeated the same words as her.

He rubbed his chin and pondered. "I feel like I've heard it somewhere before."

"Ya, seriously, you were really dumped by Jiang Hye-min?"

"Why are you asking this?"

"Are you kidding me? What kind of girl can capture your heart?"

"…" Kim Dong-hyung couldn't help but kindly remind him. "I'm the one who was dumped, thank you."

"Isn't it because you're never serious when you're in a relationship? Anyway, even if she doesn't dump you, you'll dump her in less than a week."

"… That's true."

"F * ck, you shameless person, you actually dare to admit it!!"

"Ah, dating is so troublesome. I don't want to date anymore." Kim Dong-hyung scratched his head in annoyance.

"You!" The boy shook his head and clicked his tongue.

"You always say that you've never been in a real relationship. Could it be that none of the girls you've met so far have moved your heart?"

"…"

The boy turned his head strangely. "Ya, I'm asking you a question."

Kim Dong-hyung secretly looked in the direction of Class 2. This time, he coincidentally met Han Ruila's gaze.

In that instant, it was as if they were electrocuted. Both of them quickly retracted their gazes.

"Ruila, do you want to go in?"

"Uh, okay."

When he saw Han Ruila turn around and enter the classroom, Kim Dong-hyung felt an inexplicable sense of irritation.

"Ah, I don't know, I don't know!"

The boy was speechless. "You rascal … What's wrong with you?"

*

There were many classes in Chengdong Yigao High School that needed to occupy a public space. For example, Class 2, Class 1, and Class 3 had many classes together.

In the afternoon, there was a physical education class on the indoor basketball court. The students changed into uniform sportswear and waited in the gymnasium.

Han Ruila was talking and laughing with a few girls when she suddenly heard Sung Hee-young calling her from behind.

"Wow!"

The moment the school belle appeared, it caused a wave of exclamations.

She was wearing the same indoor sportswear, but for some reason, she looked exceptionally sexy. Her curves were on full display.

Han Ruila walked towards her and said, "You tied your hair up?"

"Uh … It's more convenient this way."

Sung Hee-young tied her hair into a ponytail like Han Ruila's. She looked fresh and neat.

When she stood next to Han Ruila, they looked like a pair of beautiful sisters. Regardless of whether they were from the same class or from other classes, all the boys were intentionally or unintentionally looking at them.

"Ah, Sung Hee-young is actually smiling!"

The girls who were talking and laughing with Han Ruila earlier whispered among themselves.

"Wow, this is the first time I've seen her smile in so many days."

"A beauty is a beauty. My knees go weak when I see her smile."

"Ah, are the two of them very close?

This afternoon, Sung Hee-young even moved her desk next to Ruila's. "

"Who knows? It seems like they're not bad."

"I thought Sung Hee-young was too proud to be interested in other people."

"Ah, Han Ruila has a good personality and is pretty too. Sung Hee-young can't possibly not like her!"

"That's true.

Ah, as expected, good-looking children will always be good-looking children around them. A beauty's relative is still a beauty. "

"Birds of a feather flock together."

The bell rang and the physical education teacher arrived. The students from several classes gathered together and prepared for class.

Han Ruila and Sung Hee-young stood together. She mixed in with the group and whispered to her, "Hee-young, what's wrong with your knee?

Why are you wearing a band-aid? "

"I accidentally fell while dancing and scraped my skin. It's fine."

Because they were gathering to report their numbers, Han Ruila didn't say anything else.

After the group disbanded, Sung Hee-young said, "Ruila, are you going to play basketball?"

Han Ruila asked, "What about you?"

"I don't want to play basketball. I want to sit on the side for a while."

"Then I'll chat with you."

"Okay." Sung Hee-young smiled.

The two of them sat on the side of the basketball court. Several students from Class 2 were playing badminton in front of them. Kim Dong-hyung was also among them.

As long as he was there, Han Ruila couldn't help but look over.

"It must be tough being a trainee, right?

How long do you practice every day? "

"Erm, until I'm satisfied."

"Do you often get injured?"

"It's common. Sometimes, when I use too much force, I'll inexplicably get bruises all over my body.

But scraping my skin is only a minor injury. The worst thing is ligament strain, muscle strain, and sprain.

There was a time when I practiced so hard in junior high that it resulted in a fatigue fracture in my left leg and blisters all over the soles of my feet. "

Han Ruila was dumbfounded. "Why do you work so hard?"

"Because I want to prove myself to someone." Sung Hee-young flipped her hair. "I don't want to be a vase that can't take hardships."

Han Ruila was a bit speechless. It seemed that Beauty Cheng had her own insistence.

But why didn't she shine in the entertainment industry?

"How long have you been a trainee?"

Sung Hee-young was about to answer when a badminton flew from the sky and bounced off Han Ruila's forehead.

Han Ruila let out a short "ah" and covered her head with her hands.

"Are you okay?" Sung Hee-young asked nervously.

Suddenly, there was a commotion. She looked up and saw the boys from Class 2 who were playing badminton looking over.

There was no other reason. They just wanted to watch a good show when they saw that the beauty of Class 3 was in trouble.

"Hey, Kim Dong-hyung, hurry up and get the ball back."

"Remember to apologize to Class 3's beauty!

Be sincere ~ "

A boy shouted, "I'm sorry!

Our beauty is too bad at playing badminton! "

His roar attracted the attention of the people who hadn't been paying attention to them.

Jin Nieheng thawed out of his frozen state and kicked the boy with his leg.

"Uh, that …"

The word "sorry" was still stuck in his throat when Sung Hee-young, who was next to Han Ruila, suddenly stood up and rushed over. Before anyone could react, she grabbed his arm and threw him over her shoulder.

There was an orderly exclamation in the stadium. The boys from Class 2 who were closest to them dropped their jaws to the ground.

Han Ruila was stunned. She didn't care about the injury on her head and rushed over.

"Are … are you okay?"

Jin Uheng was dizzy from the fall and opened his eyes in a daze. Suddenly, he saw a pair of watery eyes in his line of sight.

Her eyes were filled with worry as she stared at him without blinking.

Kim Dong-hyung slowly came back to his senses and opened his eyes in surprise.

Was she … worried about him?

Sung Hee-young was stunned after throwing him. When she realized what she had done, her face turned red with embarrassment.

She really!

She was so angry that she lost her mind!

As soon as she saw Han Ruila being bullied, she subconsciously stood up for her.

But she didn't need anyone to tell her that she went overboard with the throw.

At this moment, Han Ruila was worried about Kim Dong-hyung. She could only stand on the side helplessly with her head down and pretend that she didn't exist.

The PE teacher watched silently from the other side of the basketball court and coughed uncomfortably.

Although the girl from Class 3 threw the boy from Class 2 to the ground, the two didn't have a fierce conflict. As long as the conflict didn't erupt, he could just treat it as a game between classmates.

If he rashly went up to deal with it, he was afraid that the girl would be embarrassed …

So the PE teacher, who was always protective of girls, pretended not to see it and looked at the other students with a serious face.

Just casually playing with her phone was quite pleasing to the eye.

Her Highness symbolically urged her to update on Kakaotalk. Although her update speed had been quite stable, it was nothing compared to those giants who updated tens of thousands of times a day.

Her Highness was the best editor in H country. Although she had read countless novels, when she encountered a really good one, she would scratch her head and anxiously read the follow-up.

She used her position to get some content from the writers under her or coerce them to update. It was simply too satisfying.

Han Ruila also didn't keep her in suspense. When she couldn't make up her mind, she would often discuss it with her.

After all, the editor was a professional "reader" who had read countless novels. She definitely knew what the readers wanted to read better than the writers.

Her opinions were often referred to by Han Ruila.

It had been a few days since school started, but she was still busy reading comments, writing, and chatting with the editor. Most of the students in the class were not familiar with her.

This was the bad habit of being a full-time writer in her previous life. Her phone was always with her. Two days ago, many girls came to talk to her. These two days, even Hwang Tsui-i didn't want to play with her. She was probably already stereotyped as an internet addict in the eyes of outsiders.

Although it was true …

But she couldn't care less.

Just as she was about to pull out her draft book to think about the plot, she suddenly felt a shadow looming over her.

Han Ruila looked up and was surprised to find that the person standing at the table was actually … Sung Hee-young.

Her head was slightly lowered. Her honey-brown hair emitted a soft luster under the sun. She obviously had an expression of wanting to say something, but her eyes were not looking at her.

Looking closely, there seemed to be two suspicious blushes on her white cheeks.