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In the days that followed, I lived like a startled bird. Whenever I caught a glimpse of Jiang Chi's striking figure on campus, I immediately activated my evasion protocol and took a detour. That white shirt, which I had "murdered," felt like a curse, constantly reminding me of my "heinous crime."
After some digging by Su Xiao, I discovered that the shirt was indeed a limited edition from a luxury brand, and its price… well, it was enough to make me survive on photosynthesis for the next year. The overwhelming guilt kept me restless, and I gritted my teeth, deciding that I would do whatever it took to make amends! Thus began my frugal life of saving money and tutoring on weekends.
One evening, after finishing a tutoring session, I dragged myself back to the dormitory when I spotted the figure that made my heart stop—Jiang Chi. He was slightly furrowing his attractive brows, studying something at the bulletin board. The golden rays of the setting sun illuminated his chiseled profile, softening his usual cold sharpness and making him look so handsome that my legs felt weak.
My first instinct was to run! But my feet felt like they were filled with lead. He seemed to sense my "death ray" and turned to look at me. In that moment of eye contact, I felt as if I had been paralyzed, unable to move.
He started walking towards me! One step, two steps… My heart raced as he approached, nearly leaping out of my throat!
“Jiang Chi!” I blurted out before he could speak, mustering all the courage I had in this lifetime. “I’m really sorry about the shirt! I’m saving up money; as soon as I have enough, I’ll pay you back right away!” My palms were sweaty with anxiety, fearing he would coldly reply, “No need; selling you wouldn’t cover it.”
He stopped in front of me, looking down with an expression still indifferent but perhaps… not as icy? “No need.”
“Huh?” I was stunned. “But… but that shirt was really expensive…”
“It’s just a shirt,” he interrupted me casually, as if commenting on the nice weather. Then he seemed to remember something and pointed at the bulletin board. “This—can you understand it?”
I dazedly followed his finger—there was a notice for a physics competition filled with daunting formulas and requirements. “Um, physics… is okay,” I replied honestly; it happened to be the only subject I could hold my own in.
He raised an eyebrow in surprise. “Can you handle these derivations?” he asked, pointing at some hellishly difficult problems.
I leaned in for a closer look and nodded. “Well, here you can use the Lagrange Equation; over there it’s simpler with Hamiltonian Formalism…” Like a student being questioned by a teacher, I instinctively began analyzing without remembering that he was the ice-cold Jiang Bingshan.
When I finished explaining excitedly, I noticed he was listening intently. In his deep eyes flickered what seemed like… admiration? No, no—it must be the sun playing tricks on me; this was an illusion!
“Your physics is good,” he suddenly concluded.
“Ah… it’s okay,” my cheeks flushed at such direct praise from Academic Genius.
“Perfect,” he shifted gears abruptly. “For the physics competition, we need a partner.”
I: “…” What?! Is this plot twist too surreal? Jiang Chi—the legendary lone wolf Academic Genius who leaves no grass growing within ten miles—was inviting me to team up? Could it be… that this "punishment" for ruining his shirt was actually this? Forcing this insignificant student under his brilliance to drag him down and ruin his reputation? How ruthless!
“I…” My mind raced—teaming up with him? Daily close contact? The pressure was immense! And what about those girls outside who were eyeing me like prey?
He seemed to see through my hesitation; an extremely rare hint of a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth—quick enough to feel like an illusion. “What? Don’t want to ‘compensate’ anymore?”
Again with the "compensate"! Just as I thought! It wasn’t going to be that simple! This guy was definitely scheming! But looking into his eyes that seemed to see through everything made my refusal stick in my throat; I couldn’t get it out. Besides, rationality told me that teaming up with Academic Genius would undoubtedly boost my physics grades…
“I’m willing!” The words slipped out before I could think twice, loud enough to startle even myself.
He seemed pleased with my acceptance and nodded slightly before saying, “Tomorrow afternoon at the library—the usual place.”
With that, he turned and walked away decisively, leaving me utterly bewildered in the wind. Wait! What did he mean by "the usual place"? And how did he know my physics was decent? Had he checked my records?! A thousand questions swirled in my mind like fireworks exploding.
My entanglement with Jiang Chi... no, our intersection, seems to have begun to develop in a completely uncontrollable direction from this moment on.
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