Damn it, I'm surrounded by childhood sweethearts-Chapter 670: I want to see a girl with glasses now.

In the following days, Wu Lingyu deliberately avoided any chance to be alone with Xu Qingfan and even ignored him when others were around.

But since she was naturally reticent, neither Xia Xiaoxiao nor Xiao Ruawen noticed anything unusual.

Xu Qingfan could only wryly reflect three times daily: "Have I restrained my desires today? Have I restrained my desires today? Have I restrained my desires today?"

Before he knew it, three days had passed.

...

"This poem 'Dreaming of My Mingled Sorrows Left at Mount Tiantai' will be included in next week's mid-term exam for the ancient poetry section, so everyone should take some time to memorize it after class," the Chinese teacher said, standing on the podium with one hand behind his back while the other wrote flowing characters on the blackboard.

"Ah~"

"No way, sir. We have to memorize 'Li Sao,' and now 'Dreaming of My Mingled Sorrows,' too? 'The sea traveler speaks of Yingzhou, where smoke-waves – what's all this stuff? It's so hard even to read smoothly!"

"We're not even tested on it in the college entrance exam; it's pointless to memorize!"

"Exactly!"

A small chorus of boos erupted from the class. Although Li Bai's poetry was beautiful, the students, still in their school days, clearly couldn't appreciate it.

"When you reach my age, you will understand the beauty of these poems," the Chinese teacher said with a smile after finishing the last character on the blackboard and slapping the chalk dust from his hands.

"Then why don't we wait until we reach your age to memorize them?" Lai Chenglang immediately egged on.

"Hahaha!"

"Right!"

Many students clapped along, and the previously somber atmosphere in the classroom lightened considerably.

The Chinese teacher just laughed without speaking, waiting for the students to settle down before turning on the microphone to start the lesson.

"This class, let's study together 'Dreaming of My Mingled Sorrows Left at Mount Tiantai!'"

"Everyone, follow me in reading it once: The sea traveler speaks of Yingzhou, smoke-waves / Vast and vague / Belief hard to find..."

The students tacitly no longer made noise, and even if some minds wandered, they at least made sure not to disturb others who were listening.

Xu Qingfan's thoughts slowly drowned out in the crisp recitation of the text, as memories of past recitations were stirred; after hearing just the first line, he could recite the complete poem.

Xiao Ruawen continued to pause and mark the rhythm with her pen as she followed the reading. By the end of the poem, her textbook was covered in colorful marker stains.

"Brother Fan, Brother Fan, what are the two characters that the teacher wrote in the middle of the projection?" Xiao Ruawen nudged him with her elbow, squinting to try and see the words on the blackboard clearly.

"That's what you get for playing with your phone in the dark," Xu Qingfan glanced at it before writing the two characters from the projection in the middle of her Chinese textbook.

"Yikes! Write it on scrap paper, Brother Chou Fan!" Xiao Ruawen glared at him with her hands on her hips, but having no real way to retaliate, she continued to angrily take notes.

Xu Qingfan propped his chin with one hand and looked sideways at Xiao Ruawen.

He said, "Why not get a pair of glasses? Black ones would suit you."

"No way, glasses are so ugly, and I'm not shortsighted!" Xiao Ruawen wrinkled her nose and bared her small canine teeth at him.

"Cut it out~ You're not short-sighted? With a vision of 4.8, you think a garbage bag from afar is a little brother," Xu Qingfan leaned back in his chair and inexplicably punched her.

"What's wrong with having 4.8 vision? It's good enough to enlist in the army!"

"Ah~ it's all your fault; I haven't finished copying the last page of notes!"

Xiao Ruawen retorted while copying notes, which made her a beat too slow; she hadn't finished a portion when the Chinese teacher flipped to the next slide.

"This poem uses a dream as the pretext to express a longing for light and freedom and dissatisfaction with the dark reality, displaying the poet's disdain for those in power and an unyielding, rebellious spirit," Xu Qingfan glanced at Xiao Ruawen's notes and recited the missing part for her.

"Hey wait, wait, wait! Brother Fan, slow down. The poem... the desire for freedom, and then what?" In shock, Xiao Ruawen hurriedly scribbled down the notes.

After rushing to complete the notes, Xiao Ruawen leaned in to look at Xu Qingfan's Chinese textbook, which was newer than a new one!

"Not fair, Brother Fan, you didn't write anything. How did you know?"

Xu Qingfan gestured with his hand to quiet her fussing and distractions, saying, "Because my vision is 5.2, if you had 5.2 vision, you could do it too."

Xiao Ruawen clenched her fist secretly; if it weren't class time, she would have rewarded Brother Chou Fan properly.

"If you wear glasses for too long, it makes your eyes smaller; I'm not wearing them!" She pouted and continued listening to the lesson while taking notes.

That's how Chinese class was, the hand got tired, but the mind felt relaxed.

If it had been a math class, she would have had to follow the teacher's pace throughout the lesson; otherwise, zoning out for even a moment would mean finding yourself completely lost when trying to focus again.

"How could that be? Just wear them during class... only for those forty minutes, it won't make your eyes smaller," Xu Qingfan continued to persuade.

Xiao Ruawen tilted her head, pondered for a moment, and suddenly felt that Brother Fan made some sense, considering that they changed seats every week and she ended up in the very back of the classroom for several weeks each semester.

"You might have a point there."

"See, you understand. Look at Wang Xuan with glasses, so intellectual, not ugly at all," Xu Qingfan kept the fire stoked.

"Ah?"

"Thank... thank you," Wang Xuan looked at him and Xiao Ruawen, stunned, before quickly shyly averting her eyes.

"Tss!" Xiao Ruawen pinched his arm hard enough to hurt, causing the wretched man to exclaim in pain.

For some reason, hearing Xu Qingfan commend another girl to her face made her inexplicably angry.

"Some group leader you are, leading the class in being distracted!" Xiao Ruawen frowned and murmured discontentedly under her breath.

[That's right, that's the feeling, I need this contrast!]

Far from getting upset, Xu Qingfan looked at the angry girl with a surprised joy.