Chapter Six: Hello JJ Lin, I am Jay Chou
Su Xiang: Class 1 monitor; a mysterious academic prodigy and school beauty. In a past life, after Lin Cheng graduated, at a class reunion, whenever they reminisced about their first meeting and mentioned Su Xiang, everyone would say, “Incredibly—beautiful!” The word “incredibly” was dragged out long, as if afraid to lessen its impact. None of them were writers, yet that single word perfectly conveyed the indescribable awe she inspired.
Su Xiang also participated in competitions...
Zhuang Sijing looked at Lin Cheng, who was foolishly dazed, and waved her hands teasingly in front of his face. Then, taking a deep breath, she slapped him sharply and declared, “Behold my skill transmission technique—I’m passing all my lifetime power to you! Ha—dei...”
Her hands trembled uncontrollably. They were adults, yet still acted like schoolchildren, so immature.
Lin Cheng’s body trembled, surprised, and he said: He suddenly wanted to play along. Raising his hand, he quickly blocked Zhuang Sijing’s slap and said, “No! You villain, using the star-absorbing technique to suck away my intelligence!”
“Diamond Body Protection!”
“Goose, goose, goose, goose, goose,” Zhuang Sijing laughed so hard she doubled over...
...
The next day, Lin Cheng refused the driver’s offer from the butler and instead borrowed the nanny’s electric scooter. He weaved through the city streets. The wind brushed past his ears and a group of youths in school uniforms passed by, their faces full of vitality, bringing a refreshing sense of ease to his heart.
He remembered a time in his past life when he went for a haircut. A high school girl beside him sighed in front of the mirror, “Long hair doesn’t look good, short hair doesn’t look good either. Sigh—always so ordinary…”
The barber chuckled, “Girls at sixteen or seventeen, they all look beautiful…”
At the time, Lin Cheng silently cursed, “Hmph! Middle-aged greasy man! Not pretty is not pretty, what does age have to do with it?”
Today, as he watched girls with high ponytails, clad in blue and white uniforms, walking into the school gates in groups of three to five—some walking leisurely, some bouncing along—bathed in sunlight and noisy chatter, he suddenly understood that man’s words:
Girls at sixteen or seventeen truly are beautiful!
That beauty radiates from their very bones—the essence of youth.
...
It is this youthful spirit that allows teenage girls to cry without restraint and to fall fiercely and recklessly in love...
“Phew—” Wu You took a deep breath, treasuring the chance to rebuild his foundation once again!
“Hey—Lin Junjie, I called you several times, why didn’t you answer?” Lin Cheng’s train of thought was interrupted by a slap on his helmet. Annoyed, he turned to see a round-headed boy.
Lin—Jun—Jie?
“Get lost! Zhou Jielun?” Lin Cheng blurted out.
The impudent boy in front of him, named Zhou Jielun, was actually Zhao Guangtao!
In their previous life, once Lin Cheng and this guy skipped evening self-study to go online. While climbing over the wall, Lin Cheng got snagged on the iron fence and was stuck awkwardly.
“Damn! Damn!” Zhao Guangtao muttered repeatedly. They were caught by a patrolling security guard!
The guard asked, “Which class are you from? What are your names?”
Thinking quickly, Zhao Guangtao said, “I’m from Class 13, Grade 2, name’s Zhou Jielun.” (He was actually from Class 3.)
Lin Cheng reluctantly followed, “I’m Lin Junjie.”
The next day, a notice was posted on the bulletin board:
Class 13, Grade 2 students Zhou Jielun and Lin Junjie attempted to climb the wall during evening study to go online. This is a formal warning; do not repeat!
They looked at each other and laughed, thinking the matter was closed—they were just two fools who failed to climb a wall!
What they never expected was that someone took a photo of the notice and posted it on the school’s forum!
The views skyrocketed!
The entire school knew that Zhou Jielun and Lin Junjie had tried to sneak out online!
The forum was abuzz with guesses about who these two stars were.
The principal even paid a special visit to Class 13, eager to see the two legends in person!
But Class 13 was innocent! The class teacher insisted, “We’re not taking the blame.”
She, along with the security guard, went from class to class searching for the culprits.
Though Lin Cheng and Zhao Changpeng cleverly swapped clothes to appear like good students, the guard recognized them instantly.
Big trouble followed: not only were they harshly reprimanded by the teacher, they also had to make a public apology during the flag-raising ceremony.
Thus, on a Monday morning just like today, Zhou Jielun and Lin Junjie solemnly stepped onto the podium and began their confession...
The confessional photo soon spread on the forum, and the two became the most handsome guys there, even pinned at the top.
Until graduation, the school buzzed with jokes about Class 3’s superstars Zhou Jielun and Lin Junjie.
Sometimes underclassmen recognized them, whispering, “Look, it’s Zhou Jielun…”
That year’s New Year’s Gala, Zhao Guangtao was enthusiastically invited by several class monitors to perform the “Nunchaku” dance! He wanted to join as well, but he couldn’t dance!
Lin Cheng grabbed the lively “Zhou Jielun” and said, “You fool…”
“Hey! Hey—what’s wrong with you!” Zhao Guangtao’s goosebumps stood on end.
After the hug, Lin Cheng pushed him away.
Zhao Guangtao looked mysteriously at Lin Cheng, “Yesterday... I saw Lin Yueyue with He Chen Zishi!”
Lin Cheng kicked him playfully, “Don’t bring up painful topics!”
The two of them laughed and entered the classroom.
During the first two math classes, Lin Cheng found his problem-solving skills decent and the lessons fairly easy; after all, he had studied automation in university and was familiar with advanced mathematics.
This gave him a sense of reassurance.
At the end of class, the school broadcast played the invigorating music for the sports meet. Everyone went downstairs and lined up by class to do morning exercises.
He followed the crowd, making sure not to perform too perfectly to avoid ridicule; Lin Cheng still didn’t understand why.
However, during the sixth period’s “turning exercise,” memories from his past life reminded him to focus.
Because during this exercise, he could catch a glimpse of Su Xiang.
Standing where he was, if he deliberately lagged behind by half a beat during the turning movement, he could steal a glance at her.
Don’t laugh—this is the genuine, shy reality of sixteen- or seventeen-year-old high school students.
“One, two, three, four; two, two, three, four...” Lin Cheng’s heart stirred as he deliberately slowed his pace.
To his left front, a tall girl turned stunningly.
Her flowing black hair shimmered with golden light under the sun, quivering with the rhythm of her body like flowing flames.
Her delicate, oval face framed a pair of bright eyes sparkling beneath long lashes.
At first sight, you might say, “She’s really beautiful!”
But when confronted with true beauty, you feel as if struck by a brilliant lightning bolt—frozen, unsure how to react. That is a breathtaking moment.
Yet, among the three grades combined, very few dared to pursue her.
Not to mention chase her—hardly anyone could even approach her, feeling utterly unworthy.