Chapter 1225: Jiang Qiran Was Too Reckless
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Ye Linlang didn’t expect the teacher to call her to answer the question so soon. Her body trembled before she stood up in a panic.
Who would have thought that Jiang Qiran was so vengeful that he would hold onto her hand and not let go!
It just so happened that they were in the last row, and the desks in Ling Yun High School were high enough. The teacher and the other students couldn’t see what bad things Jiang Qiran was doing.
Jiang Qiran grabbed Ye Linlang’s fingers, and his slender fingertips moved little by little, constantly brus.h.i.+ng over the sensitive skin in Ye Linlang’s palm.
In fact, no one knew that Ye Linlang was ticklish, but today, Jiang Qiran actually drew circles in her palm. It was simply intolerable!
At this time, Ye Linlang completely forgot how she teased Jiang Qiran just now.
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After all, it was cla.s.s now, and Ye Linlang didn’t even have the chance to scold Jiang Qiran. Ye Linlang forced herself not to laugh out loud, and then immediately tilted her head to glare at Jiang Qiran.
When Jiang Qiran saw her extremely pained expression, his heart actually felt better, so he scratched Ye Linlang’s hand even harder.
When the male teacher in charge of teaching Chinese saw Ye Linlang’s pained expression and still didn’t open her mouth to translate, he immediately frowned.
“Ye Linlang, I asked you to translate the first paragraph, why aren’t you saying anything?”
Ye Linlang was actually really afraid that the moment she opened her mouth, she would be begging Jiang Qiran for mercy.
Sob, sob, sob. Who would have thought that her Prince Charming would have such a petty heart? He was simply seeking revenge!
Ye Linlang pitifully glanced at Jiang Qiran. Seeing that Jiang Qiran didn’t say anything, she could only obediently pick up the textbook with her empty hand.
G.o.d knows if she could still calm down when someone was tickling her under the desk!
Anyway, she couldn’t.
Her face was slightly red, and a drop of sweat dripped from her porcelain-white forehead.
“Teacher, I’m sorry. Because of my stomachache, I was a little distracted. May I ask if I am translating the first paragraph of ‘Xiang Ji Xuan Zhi?’”
The language teacher looked at Ye Linlang unhappily. He had already started cla.s.s, but she was still distracted!
However, looking at the conflicted look on Ye Linlang’s face, it seemed that the stomachache was not faked.
Therefore, the language teacher’s final tone was much gentler.
“It is indeed the first paragraph of ‘Xiang Ji Xuan Zhi.’”
Hearing that it was Xiang Ji Xuan Zhi, Ye Linlang finally heaved a sigh of relief in her heart.
She had the habit of preparing for cla.s.s, so she happened to have made a note of this cla.s.sical Chinese article last night.
And at that time, she especially liked the last paragraph of Xiang Ji Xuan Zhi.
“There is a loquat tree in the courtyard. It was planted by my wife when she died. Now, it is as beautiful as a pavilion.”
Ye Linlang did not know what kind of deep and understanding man the Ming dynasty author, Gui Youguang, was. It was just a few words, but Ye Linlang seemed to see the author’s grief for his deceased wife.
Ye Linlang took a deep breath, and then began to translate the first paragraph as calmly as she could.
“Xiang Ji Xuan is the former South Attic. The house is only three meters wide and can only accommodate one person. This century-old house… Ah!”
Ye Linlang was translating when she suddenly screamed.
There was no other reason other than that Jiang Qiran scratched her palm and seemed to be getting more and more skillful. Ye Linlang only felt a few little bugs crawling on her palm, scratching her heart and liver!
When the whole cla.s.s heard Ye Linlang’s scream, they could not help but be stunned. They did not understand why Ye Linlang suddenly screamed, and they all raised their heads to look in her direction.
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Right next to Ye Linlang, Jiang Qiran sat upright with an extremely elegant and graceful expression. He held the Chinese textbook in his right hand, and his eyes calmly stared at the first paragraph of Xiang Ji Xuan Zhi’s paragraph, as if there were no ripples on his face.
However, under the desk, Jiang Qiran’s left hand was calmly holding Ye Linlang’s palm.
He had previously learned some knowledge about the human body’s acupoints. Even without using his eyes to look, he knew which parts of Ye Linlang’s palm he had scratched that would make her itchy beyond words.
Other than him and Ye Linlang, no one in the cla.s.sroom would have thought that this cold-faced youth was actually a demon who was secretly tickling Ye Linlang under the desk.
Ye Linlang’s face was flushed red from holding it in. The expression on her face could not be described as either pain nor shame.
This was a cla.s.sroom with more than fifty people, and the language teacher was also present!
She was still being asked to answer a question.
Jiang Qiran was really too reckless, alright?!
Did he not consider what would happen if she embarra.s.sed herself?
Ye Linlang turned her head again and glared fiercely at Jiang Qiran.
It was just that her eyes were misty. No matter how she looked at it, it didn’t seem to have much lethality.
It was more like she was asking for help.
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However, Ye Linlang had no way out. Jiang Qiran didn’t seem to be moved at all, and he also had no intention of letting her go.
Ye Linlang bit her lips with her pearly white teeth. Her expression was somewhat embarra.s.sed.
When the language teacher saw Ye Linlang’s flushed face, he didn’t know why, but he felt that Ye Linlang’s expression wasn’t from a simple stomachache.
“Ye Linlang, is your stomach really hurting? Do you want someone to send you to the hospital now?”
Hearing the language teacher’s kind care, a trace of grat.i.tude appeared on Ye Linlang’s face.
“Teacher, it’s not that serious. I just really feel that my stomach cramps even more when I stand up, and I can’t focus on translating the text.”
Ye Linlang paused, her expression a little embarra.s.sed.
“Can you find another student to translate? I’d like to rest for a while.”
The language teacher frowned. He actually didn’t like students to give up halfway, but looking at Ye Linlang’s appearance, if he forced her to continue translating, he was afraid that it wouldn’t go smoothly.
“It’s fine, then sit down and rest. Xia Qianqian, you translate.”
Xia Qianqian stood up when she heard the sound.
She looked at Ye Linlang with some disdain.
Seriously, if she had to say it, Ye Linlang was clearly faking it!
Ye Linlang was clearly still alive and kicking when the cla.s.s just started. How did she look like she had a stomachache?
It must be because she didn’t prepare for cla.s.s yesterday and was afraid of making a fool of herself this morning that she declined and said that she had a stomachache?
She didn’t know what Jiang Qiran saw in Ye Linlang.
When Xia Qianqian thought of this, she felt even more indignant in her heart.
Forget it. Let everyone see clearly that she was the most hardworking and studious G.o.ddess in the cla.s.s, okay?
Xia Qianqian took a deep breath and then began to follow Ye Linlang. She calmly and smoothly continued to translate Xiang Ji Xuan Zhi.
“This is a hundred-year-old house. There is mud leaking from the roof, and the acc.u.mulated water keeps flowing down. Every time I move the desk, I look around, but I can’t find a place for the table…”
Ye Linlang sat down as if she had been pardoned, but her expression was still bitter.
Sob, sob, sob, Jiang Qiran, this wolf in sheep’s clothing, was too much of a b.a.s.t.a.r.d!
How could she have thought of provoking him in the first place!
Obviously she was bullied without the slightest bit of mercy!