Male God’s Freestyle Flirting

NOTE: the following chapters contain uncensored profanity (swear words). Reader discretion is advised.

Tang Xia secretly lowered her head, raised her feet to look at the soles of her shoes.

It’s strange, she didn’t step on dog shit when she went out, how could she be so lucky today?

[Dog Shit Luck: to have very good luck or to have a stroke of luck — an unexpected bit of good fortune.]

She took a deep breath, collected herself, and continued to copy the words without showing any traces on her face.

“Classmate.”

Tang Xia’s hand holding the pen froze.

“Did you call me?”

She is slow to warm up, and she’s shy when talking to strangers, which is a typical young girl’s nature.

Even if she worships Han Yu, at most it is just a beautiful vision that every girl has in adolescence, without any other emotions mixed in.

After all, she wants to study hard.

Han Yu had finished copying the words, and stared at Tang Xia seriously.

The warm sun at noon in winter was dazzling behind him, the young man’s face was hidden in the backlight, and his whole body seemed to be plated with gold, blurry and dreamy.

But the silhouette is delicate and sparkling.

Tang Xia felt that his voice was really nice.

“Yes.” Han Yu leaned closer, his eyes seemed to be thick with ink, and it was difficult to see the bottom.

Tang Xia stammered when she was nervous, “What…what’s up?”

Han Yu shook the dictation paper in his hand, and whispered in a confidential tone—

“Wait a minute, can you show me your paper?”

She felt like she was falling into his deep eyes.

-half an hour later-

Tang Xia opened the door of the office, and the unique coldness outside the door made her shiver. The coolness invades the senses presumptuously, but it smells much better than the heaters in the room.

“Thanks.” Han Yu said in a relaxed tone as he followed behind her and closed the door with his backhand.

Tang Xia waved her hand to wave it off, “It’s okay.” She didn’t know how to chat with boys, let alone how to chat with male gods, and she was too embarrassed to lift her head after saying those two words.

“I’ll treat you to a drink another day.” Han Yu’s eyebrows and eyes were curved, engraved with a different kind of elegance, with a gentle arc.

Tang Xia was startled.

At this time, inviting someone to drink was equivalent to an invitation of “I want to be friends with you”.

“No need.” Tang Xia not only stuttered when she was nervous, but also spoke without thinking.

While thinking about the male god taking the initiative to talk to her, she simply refused his offer of a drink.

Han Yu was a little taken aback. He hadn’t been turned down yet.

“Oh,” Han Yu frowned, with a hint of displeasure between his brows, “Then we will cooperate again next time?”

Tang Xia pursed her lips and forced a smile—

“I probably won’t repeat my detention again.”

“…” Han Yu chuckled twice, turned and left.

Tang Xia stood there for a minute, watching Han Yu’s back disappear from the stairs, feeling that the world above her head had collapsed.

OMG! What did she just say?!

Tang Xia covered her face, wanting to cry but no tears came out.

He must have thought she was being pretentious…

That afternoon, Tang Xia propped her chin and was in a daze for the whole class.

She even had a crazy idea.

The male god doesn’t seem to speak English very well.

Hmm…Then, should she stop memorizing words in the future? Go to detention every day?

Tang Xia’s absurd idea startled herself.

Obediently…she has always been a well-behaved student, how could she have such a terrible idea!

Tang Xia shook her head violently, actively killing the budding evil thoughts.

She was in a good mood that day, and she invited her tablemate Tao Jiaqi and her buddy Yu Man to eat roasted corn after school.

On winter evenings, there is a long queue of fast food trucks across the street from No. 1 High School.

The school lunch is not good, and the canteen sells the same snacks day after day, and everyone will get tired of it. Therefore, the peddlers who knows how to do business target high school students who are hungry all day long. Grilled sweet potato and grilled corn skewers, fried rice noodles with meat and rice noodles, ten meters away from the school gate, the rising wind stimulates the taste buds, as if brewing a gluttonous feast.

Tang Xia doesn’t eat these things very much. Although she would feel greedy every time she smells them after school, she always feels a little guilty. But today was different, she was happy, invited friends to eat, and tasted it herself.

“Be careful on the road, let’s go.”

Yu Man waved to her, Tang Xia blew a kiss back, and waited for the No. 17 bus at the station as usual.

She is a day student and does not live in a dormitory. Her home is very close to the school, and the distance by bus is less than 10 minutes.

Tang Xia has become accustomed to a six-to-six schedule, and with the light of street lamps and station signs, in the bleak atmosphere of winter, waiting for the bus to end the tension and fatigue of a day of school.

Tang Xia was not disappointed that she didn’t meet Han Yu when she returned home.

The end time of each class is different, maybe the male god has already left.

Leaning against the bus window, she watched the continuous flow of traffic outside, and the dim street lights reflected colorful halos on the hurried passers-by, which was a unique scene in the night.

She got off the bus, enter the community, and went upstairs within a few minutes.

The corridor was dark, and the voice-activated sensor lights were not sensitive. She stomped the soles of her feet so that the voice-activated lights on the third floor turned on.

Taking out the key from her schoolbag to open the door, Tang Xia habitually shouted –

“I’m back.”

She turned on the light and quickly closed the door with one hand. The living room is bright. But in fact, there is no one at home.

Tang Xia’s father is a university professor, and it is rare for him to come home in the middle of the week.

Tang Xia also has a brother who is two years older than her. This year her brother went to another province to study, and he usually doesn’t come back except for holidays. Her mother passed away unexpectedly when she was in elementary school.

Therefore, when her peers come home from school and feel the caresses of their parents, she has to take out fast food and find a way to solve dinner by herself.

In this regard, Tang Xia has always felt that she is relatively independent. She studies hard and has strong self-discipline. Even in the important high school stage, her father is very relieved.

The only concern is her safety, so Tang Xia would yell loudly no matter whether there was anyone home or not, to get her courage up.

After simply eating a bowl of noodles, she went into the bedroom, turned on the ceiling light, then the desk lamp, and took out the homework.

The boring night of high school students tends to calm down among the exercises and test papers. The hour hand pointed to 11, Tang Xia stretched her waist and stretched her sore neck. Almost done.

There are still a few problems in physics that she can’t solve, so she can ask the top student to copy it tomorrow morning.

Her physics…really sucks.

Tang Xia tidied up the desk, took the vocabulary booklet and prepared to memorize words.

She also has the common faults that all students have. Is copying homework something that so-called “bad students” will do?

Of course not. Top students can do it too. Moreover, Tang Xia disagreed with the distinction between “good and bad” students.

It seems that she is a “top student” in the eyes of the teacher. But she also has a good relationship with the “bad student” in the teacher’s own words.

Good and bad are not so clear-cut. Good or bad should not be measured by grades.

This is a truth that everyone understands, and it is also clearly emphasized in the Compulsory Education Law. But it seems that the teachers have forgotten it.

Tang Xia is a girl who is obedient on the outside, but is a little bit cheeky on the inside. It’s just that her insolence is never easily shown to others.

Midnight is the best time for thoughts to fly, and it is also the easiest time for people to enjoy the rare comfort and tranquility.

It took Tang Xia 15 minutes to recite the words, took a comfortable hot shower, and fell asleep under the covers.