Chapter 2 What? Proposal? 1
How are love stories in novels generally written?
No matter how it is written, it probably won’t be as bloody as the version I hear now!
"Qiqi, isn't it amazing that there is such a couple in our school!" When I walked into the classroom early in the morning, my good friend Ganju pulled my sleeve and excitedly told me the hottest gossip in the school recently.
Unfortunately, I already knew about the gossip she was going on about.
I pulled the corners of my mouth, really unwilling to admit that the heroine that Citrus was excitedly gossiping about at the moment was actually me. As for the full version of her gossiping love story, I'm sorry - I've never heard of it.
"Even though he's so handsome, the heroine can still be so cruel as to abuse the hero like that..."
I tried very hard to control my whole body from shaking violently with anger: Abuse? What kind of abuse? When did I ever abuse that psychopath?
I took a deep breath, and then another deep breath, and silently told myself: They are not talking about me, they must not be talking about me!
"Oh, yes, guess what's the most incredible thing to me?" Tangju suddenly came close to me and said mysteriously.
Unbelievable? I clenched my hands nervously, thinking of the extraordinary strength I showed in front of everyone yesterday... Could it be that everyone in the school has begun to doubt me, just like I am doubting myself?
What should I do? What should I do if everyone treats me like a monster?
"What...what's so incredible? Tangerine, you also know that gossip is unrealistic and can't be trusted at all."
"What do you mean it's unbelievable? This must be true. So many people have seen it."
Yes, so many people saw me easily carrying a muscular guy on my back, what should I do? I will definitely be regarded as a monster by everyone. I looked at my friend who was talking to me excitedly, and wondered what she would think if she knew that I was what everyone called a "girl"?
Tragic scenes of myself being arrested as a monster flashed through my mind.
Wuuuu, I don’t want it!
"Qiqi, Qiqi - what's wrong with you? Why are you so sad all of a sudden? Are you so sad because you heard a handsome guy propose to another girl and you're jealous and envious?"
"Why should I be jealous of other girls being proposed to by handsome guys? I just yesterday - wait, proposed? Tangerine, what do you mean by that?"
"What do you mean? I've been telling you for a long time that the extremely handsome guy proposed to his girlfriend on the spot yesterday and even took out a ring! Such a big event that shocked the school and the whole school, and you gave me such a confused expression?" Tangerine looked at me and muttered dissatisfiedly.
Well--
"Is this the incredible event you mentioned?" I asked.
"Of course, isn't this shocking enough?"
"Of course - enough, very enough." I smiled at her: It is indeed enough. From yesterday to today, this incident has shocked me twice in a row, but once it was a shock and once it was a surprise.
"But, haven't you heard other incredible things, such as something about that girl..." I reminded Tangerine carefully, anxiously waiting to hear from her everyone's reactions to my strange behavior yesterday.
"What's there to care about that girl?" Ganju looked at me in confusion. "Everyone says that girl, apart from being lucky enough to find such a good boyfriend, there is nothing else about her that is worth everyone's attention and discussion."
The truth turned out to be that because the male protagonist was so brilliant, all the abnormalities of the female protagonist were overshadowed and became insignificant.
I really don't understand why those people are fascinated by a freak who is not only beautiful but actually very neurotic and lives completely in his own world. I don't want to meet someone like him in my life!
"Students, everyone, be quiet!"
The bell for morning self-study rang just in time, and the head teacher appeared in the classroom on time, successfully saving me from goose bumps.
There has never been a day when I felt that my head teacher, who always has a poker face, is so cute as today.
"Classmates, there will be a new student transferred to our class today. Please give a round of applause to welcome him."
As soon as the head teacher finished speaking, a slender figure walked towards the classroom door.
Although they were wearing the same lake blue school uniform, the new student gave people an unprecedented sense of elegance and freshness as soon as he walked into the classroom. His long black hair was dancing with mottled light in the morning light.
I squinted my eyes slightly, trying to see the new classmate's face clearly, but the girls at the front of the classroom screamed one after another, stood up and began to surround the new transfer student, so that I couldn't see the boy's face at all.
Wait a minute, their crazy screams... I suddenly had a bad feeling.
"Hello everyone, my name is Lagud Dracula, I hope you will take good care of me in the future."
The slightly magnetic voice of my new classmate left only one thought in my mind: my premonition has come true, I am going to be in trouble!
"Haha, Qiqi, we meet again."
After the teacher ordered everyone to sit down, a familiar face appeared in front of me. He raised his head, and his eyes quickly found where I was, and gave me a charming smile.
"Ah..." There were bursts of crazy screams from girls all around.
I can't deny that this guy looks like a real troublemaker for women, but the question is - can I, as a passerby, avoid the innocent experience of being shot while sitting?
“Qiqiqi…he…you…” Ganju was probably one of the few girls who could still keep a calm attitude. However, when she saw that guy named Gurad was walking straight towards me, she finally broke down. “He, he can’t be the male protagonist, right? Then…you…”
"Qiqi, since we parted hastily yesterday, I have been missing you like crazy. In order to stop myself from missing you too much, in order to see you every day, and even more so for you to understand me better and fall in love with me, I came to your school and your class - everything is just to be with you!"
As if that bastard thought I wasn't unlucky enough, he actually said something like this in a trembling voice that deserves a beating.
——I looked at him in a daze.
"Dear Qiqi, are you surprised to see me?"
——This isn’t a surprise, okay!
"Qiqi, you are not too happy to speak, are you? Haha, it doesn't matter. In the future, I will continue to create all kinds of surprises, so that you will be filled with joy ."
…
The corners of my mouth kept twitching as he spoke disgusting words.
Uncle God, can I just slap this annoying guy away like I did yesterday, directly to a place where I can't see him?
I clenched my hands tightly to prevent myself from giving in to my inner desire and slapping him in the face.
I was lucky yesterday, and those few people watching didn't notice my weirdness, but that doesn't mean I will be so lucky today in front of the whole class. So Qiqi, you have to be patient...
Just as I was thinking this, someone's voice became louder and more excited.
"Qiqi! Qiqi! Qiqi! Are you really that happy that you are speechless after such a long time? I know that after we separated yesterday, you realized that you have fallen in love with me and are regretting rejecting my proposal, right? It's okay, it's okay, I'm not angry at all. If you want, I can propose to you again."
Lagude had already come to me at this time.
Seeing his eyes that seemed to be shining with tears, I felt that there must be an invisible danger alarm roaring above my head.
Sure enough, the next second, this handsome boy who looked like he could be a model, knelt on one knee in front of me with a thump.
Wait a moment……
What is going on here?
I stared at him with my mouth open, expression blank.
He gave me a shining smile with a rose-colored background and pink bubbles as a backdrop, and then reached into his pocket as if he was going to take out a ring.
I didn't have the guts to bet that this guy was carrying his diamond ring around, ready to propose at any time! So when I saw him do that, I immediately jumped up from my chair.
"Lagude, you, you, you—you stop right there!" I yelled at him, "Do you know where we are? This is school, in the classroom, and we are having morning self-study."
"So you know that we are in class now..."
A resentful voice floated gloomily from the door.
Well……
In an instant, I heard the sound of countless crows flying over my head.
I blinked my eyes and turned my neck slowly like a robot, and then I saw the black face of my head teacher, which looked like it had been hit by the bottom of a pot.
"Ai Qiqi, and you - Lagude, I don't care whether you are new students or old hands, right now - both of you must stand in the corridor with buckets of water as punishment."
The head teacher's powerful roar echoed in the classroom for a long time.
Standing with a bucket in your hand as punishment? Teacher, when did this punishment get upgraded?
I looked at my head teacher with a sad face, and after receiving a stern reprimanding look from him, I could only walk out obediently. Speaking of which, since I couldn't sleep well a week ago, being called out to stand in class has become a common occurrence, and it was only a matter of time before the punishment was upgraded.
"Don't think I don't know about your disruptive behavior in math class. Wait till you see how I punish you today." The head teacher's angry words confirmed what I was thinking.
"Teacher, it's all my fault. Please don't blame Ai Qiqi."
Ragude suddenly spoke.
What is he doing? I looked at him in confusion. Does he think that if he puts all the responsibility on himself, I won't give him a lesson later?
"You two have disrupted the classroom order together. You must both be punished." The head teacher pointed at the two buckets at the back of the classroom, leaving no room for maneuver.
"Before the end of morning self-study, the two of you are not allowed to put down the buckets, nor are you allowed to leave the corridor at all." The head teacher said, "I will ask the whole class to supervise you. If one of the two buckets falls to the ground, then you will continue to stand in the next class."
How can you be so cruel!
I stood against the wall in silence and picked up the bucket obediently. The magical thing happened again. The bucket was half full of water, but I could carry it as easily as if it was empty.
It turns out that becoming stronger has its benefits.
I stood against the wall and felt relieved all of a sudden.
"Qiqi, is the bucket very heavy? Otherwise, let me do it." A burst of hot air came to my ears, and I turned my head, just in time to meet Lagude's flattering handsome face.
I really wanted to get angry, but when I saw this guy's silly look, I couldn't get angry at all.
"No, I..." I refused bluntly, but before I could finish my words, this guy snatched the bucket from my hand despite my refusal.
"Let me do it. This kind of physical work should be done by men." Lagude held up a bucket in each hand, pretending to be very strong. "The teacher only said that both buckets should not fall to the ground, so as long as I hold them high, the teacher can't say anything to us."
As he spoke, Lagoud raised the bucket a few centimeters higher.
Uh - I really want to tell him that the teacher only asked us to carry the bucket, there is really no need to lift it so high, for ordinary people, it is really tiring. I have already been punished by the head teacher, why should I continue to torture myself?
"Qiqi, I'm fine, I'm very strong, I really..." Lagood looked at me, and the expression on his face seemed a little distorted.
"Are you...really okay?"
I frowned and asked with some distrust.
"It's really alright..."
Ragude's face gradually changed from red to blue.
"But you don't look like 'alright' at all right now," I couldn't help but say.
"Dear Qiqi...please...believe me...I...can......"
The last word disappeared into the air along with the sound of the bucket hitting the ground.
I stood there blankly, watching the guy who was holding the bucket of water with great energy. The next second, he fainted on the ground like a doll with a broken string, and the bucket in his hand fell to the ground, splashing countless water around him.
If I were in a comic book right now, the black line on my forehead would have turned into a waterfall.
Are you kidding me?
I've seen people who try to be heroes, but I've never seen anyone who works so hard to be a hero.
How weak is this guy? Does he need to faint every time we meet?
