Chapter 13: The Legend of Táng's School Flower

  After having breakfast, Ye Han asked his mother for some money and ran to the street corner outside to get a haircut. He also took the opportunity to take a bath in a nearby bathhouse, changed into a clean set of clothes, and when he walked out of the bathhouse, he looked refreshed and more handsome than before.

  Having solved the external image problem, it's time to learn next.

  Ye Han returned home, locked himself in his room, and took out all the textbooks he had studied before, sitting at his desk to carefully review them.

  Ye Han was known for his exceptional intelligence, diligence and photographic memory in his past life as a member of the "Xianyi Men". He had also been practicing the art of Yin-Yang Wu Xing since childhood, allowing him to fully comprehend the human body's meridians and acupoints. His spiritual awareness far surpassed that of ordinary people, and he could grasp any subject with ease, making tremendous progress with minimal effort. In comparison to his previous life as a foolish and lazy Ye Han, he was now like heaven and earth apart.

  Fortunately, after the soul was taken away, these advantages were also brought over by Ye Han. In his hands, those dry and difficult-to-understand textbooks could be memorized or understood thoroughly with just one flip through, even those English words could be written silently after a glance...

  Over the weekend, Ye Han almost didn't leave his house, crazily absorbing knowledge from textbooks. By Sunday evening when he walked out of his room, although looking a bit tired, his face still had an uncontrollable smile.

  No one would have thought that after two days of intense study, Ye Han had gone through the entire junior high school curriculum. Those things that needed to be memorized by rote, he was familiar with, and logical knowledge such as math and science, he understood intuitively. Although it may still take some time to fully digest, Ye Han was confident that if he took the exam now, he wouldn't say he could get a good grade, but he definitely wouldn't be at the bottom again.

  The original owner of this body was always poor at studying and thought their homework was difficult, but compared to the immortal cultivation techniques I practiced in my previous life, these things are ridiculously easy!

  Thinking of this, he despised that stupid and lazy "Ye Han" before his possession even more.

  Although there are still many things to learn in this world, Ye Han also understands the truth that one meal cannot make a fat man, so on that night, he gave himself a holiday, neither sneaking out of the house to find a place to practice "Yin Yang Wu Xing Jue", nor doing other things, after dinner, he went to bed early.

  On Monday morning, after breakfast, Ye Han walked out of the house with a refreshed spirit and headed in the direction of Municipal No. 1 Middle School with his backpack on.

  As he passed by Ye Zhuang's house, he saw Ye Zhuang sitting on a stool in front of his own door, with two sausages in his left hand and two pancakes in his right hand, lowering his head to gnaw at them. Ye Han knew he was waiting for himself, so he walked over and called out: "Let's go, let's go to school!"

  Ye Zhuang rushed him with a smile, stuffed the food in his hand into his mouth in an instant, picked up the book name, and walked to school with him.

  The two have been together since primary school, and now they are in junior high school. They go to school and return home together, through thick and thin, for eight or nine years. This brotherly affection is indeed very deep, and sharing good fortune and adversity has also become the common voice of the two brothers.

  At a little past seven in the morning, students gathered from all directions and surged into the No. 1 Middle School campus. Almost every student couldn't help but take a few more glances at a girl standing on the west side of the school gate as they passed by.

  The girl was sixteen or seventeen years old, with a snowy complexion and cherry lips, extremely beautiful in appearance, with a hint of seductive charm amidst her youthfulness. Her whole body was full of intelligent and charming qualities. She wore a black fitted windbreaker that accentuated her figure, paired with black leggings and knee-high leather boots, making her appear even more slender and elegant, with curves in all the right places. The windbreaker was cinched at the waist with a silk ribbon, highlighting her flat chest and narrow waist, with her buttocks raised and legs long. Her hands were clasped together in front of her lower abdomen, standing quietly there, with a faint smile playing on her lips, gentle and serene like an orchid flower.

  The girl in the black windbreaker also had a backpack on her back, and she should be a student of No. 1 Middle School as well. She stood under a tree on the west side of the school gate, occasionally looking out into the distance, seemingly waiting for someone. The girls who passed by her couldn't help but feel envious and jealous of her looks, figure, and temperament, while the boys' gazes were filled with fervent infatuation and adoration.

  A moment later, the girl in black windbreaker saw Ye Han and Ye Zhuang walking towards her with their shoulders leaning on each other. A hint of joy flashed across her clear and bright eyes, and when they got closer, she raised a slender arm to wave at them, calling out in a crisp voice: "Ye Han! Ye Han!"

  Who is it? Who is it? Who can make such a stunning beauty stand here waiting with bated breath? And even have her take the initiative to greet him? How infuriating! How detestable! How hateful!

  A series of gazes filled with killing intent immediately followed the direction of the black windbreaker girl's waving hand, casting towards Ye Han. As Ye Han felt the surging killing intent, he instinctively raised his head and saw the beautiful black windbreaker girl standing in front of him, smiling at him.

  "Tang Shuang?" Hearing the black windbreaker girl calling out to him and shouting his name, Ye Han's eyes lit up, and he immediately shook off Ye Zhuang, taking big strides to stand in front of the black windbreaker girl, smiling as he said: "Tang Shuang senior, good morning!"

  "Ye Hanxue, you're up early too!" The girl in the black windbreaker smiled slightly, her lips curling up at the corners, and in an instant, a thousand different emotions flashed across her face.

  The girl in black windbreaker was Tang Shuang, whom Ye Han had just met last night. She had been waiting for Ye Han here for a while.

  Ye Han discovered Tang Shuang at the same time, and Ye Zhuang also saw her. After seeing Tang Shuang's face clearly, Ye Zhuang's eyes widened involuntarily, muttering: "I... I rely on it! Isn't that Tang Da Xue Hua? How did this guy Ye Han know her? It seems they are quite familiar... Heaven and earth, am I hallucinating?"

  Ye Zhuang rubbed his small eyes vigorously, then stared wide-eyed to take a closer look, making sure he wasn't mistaken. That beautiful, bubbly girl in the black windbreaker, wasn't she Tang Shuang, the school flower of their own school?

  As for Tang Shuang, Ye Zhuang had heard all sorts of rumors about her since the first day she entered the school. It was said that this girl's identity was very mysterious, and no one in the whole school knew what her parents did, but many people speculated that her family background must not be simple, because over the years, several children of officials and rich families had pestered her, only to be expelled by the school or transferred to other schools, with none of them ending up well.

  As a result, other boys in the school didn't dare to offend her casually, and over time, Tang Shuang became an unapproachable "holy girl" within the No. 1 Middle School campus, with no boy daring to have ideas about her easily, but this still couldn't stop the boys from admiring and adoring her.

  Tang Shuang, who possesses beauty, figure, intelligence and temperament all at once, was unanimously voted as the school flower of No. 1 Middle School by male students, and has been firmly holding this position for several years, with no one able to shake it off. Even her younger sister, Tang Xue, a student in Class (1) of Grade One, who is not inferior to her older sister in any aspect, can only exist as an alternate school flower.