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The Little Childhood Sweetheart's Counterattack - Chapter 2

Chapter 02: The Invitation

 

Xiang Yang was afraid of Fu Guanxian. She couldn't even explain why. Whenever he looked at her, without saying anything or making any expression, she would feel a deep fear and want to run away.
 
So when Fu Guanxian said, “What are you looking at? If you keep looking, I'll deal with you too!”, Xiang Yang trembled, turned around, and ran back to the classroom.
 
Fu Guanxian stood there, seeing her react so poorly to their first encounter at school, his lips twitched slightly, quite dissatisfied. He let go of the boy, ignoring him, and strode towards the direction Xiang Yang had just left.
 
Just then, the defeated Ban Shengkai, seeing him walk forward, rushed forward to stop him, bravely saying, “Fu Guanxian, our score isn’t settled yet! Even if the teacher makes you copy the ‘Middle and Elementary School Student Code of Conduct’ fifty times, I won't let it go!”
 
Oh, right, thanks to him for reminding him, otherwise he would have forgotten that he had been criticized and punished by the teacher thanks to him.
 
Fu Guanxian chuckled, “Ban, I'm warning you, I have something to do this time, I'll let you off the hook. If you dare to cause trouble again and bother my classmate, I'll beat you up so badly that even your parents won’t recognize you.”
 
Fu Guanxian finished speaking, seeing that he still wasn't leaving, he threatened harshly, “My fists are itching, if you're bored and want to feel pain, go ahead and try my fists. Of course, even if I beat you to death, with our family's connections, we can easily handle this mess, anyway, I won't lose a single hair.” After finishing, Fu Guanxian deliberately waved his fist in front of him, scaring Ban Shengkai to immediately dodge to the side.
 
Seeing him finally roll away, Fu Guanxian walked forward with satisfaction.
 
First grade (5) class, (4) class, (3) class… Fu Guanxian strolled slowly past one classroom after another. Until he saw that only a few girls were in the first grade (2) class, each at their own desk, heads down writing homework. His gaze lingered for a moment on the thin figure with its back to him.
 
He wasn't in a hurry to call her out, he just stood nonchalantly in the corridor outside their classroom, looking at the scenery as if no one else was around.
 
Xiang Yang didn't know that he had followed her, she only unconsciously perked up her ears when she heard someone whispering, discussing, and the name Fu Guanxian was mentioned.
 
One girl exclaimed in surprise, “Strange, why is he in the corridor outside our classroom?”
 
Another person chimed in, “Isn't this the guy who gave an impromptu speech as the student representative at the opening ceremony?”
 
“Yes! It's Fu Guanxian!”
 
Fu Guanxian had become famous during the opening ceremony of the new semester.
 
Xiang Yang knew that he had a habit of sleeping in, so when her father asked for her opinion, asking if Fu Guanxian should accompany her to school for registration, Xiang Yang immediately refused. Because Xiang Yang knew that if she waited for him, she would definitely be late. Being late on the first day of school, Xiang Yang, unlike Fu Guanxian, couldn’t do such a thing.
 
Later, under the flagpole at school, when Xiang Yang's gaze passed over countless black heads and saw Fu Guanxian, who was only carrying a single shoulder bag, appearing leisurely, she secretly felt relieved that her decision was correct.
 
As the top student in the grade last semester, Fu Guanxian was entrusted with a heavy responsibility at the beginning of the semester. As the student representative, he would be giving a speech on stage.
 
The grade director had searched for him for over twenty minutes, and after asking the head teacher of the second grade (15) class, he learned that he hadn't arrived at the classroom yet. The grade director stood under the stage, looking around for a long time, and he couldn’t help but want to call Fu Guanxian.
 
As a result, the guy showed up right on time. Seeing him standing there, still squinting and yawning, the grade director was particularly nervous, “Fu Guanxian, this ceremony is important, you need to take it seriously!”
 
The grade director knew his nature very well, and he was particularly frustrated with his carefree attitude. Fu Guanxian had been playing games with his team until two or three in the morning, and almost didn’t wake up this morning. It was his father, Fu Jinting, who woke him up with a black face.
 
The grade director was still very worried at this moment, he asked with concern, “Have you memorized the speech?”
 
Fu Guanxian made a very exaggerated surprised expression, “What speech?”
 
The grade director almost slapped him, “Didn't I ask you to write a speech for the opening ceremony, to be given as the student representative?”
 
Fu Guanxian replied with a “huh?”, “I forgot.”
 
“I’m going to be driven crazy by you!”
 
“Director, you're still so handsome and young! Don’t get angry, don’t get angry, it's not worth it.” Fu Guanxian said with a smirk.
 
The director glared at him fiercely, “I'll settle the score with you later! This is the speech I downloaded from the internet, make do with it.”
 
“Thanks a lot, director.” Fu Guanxian took it, glanced at the title, and didn’t even look at the content.
 
The grade director, wiping his sweat as Fu Guanxian went on stage, proudly said to the other teachers, “When the principal suggested having him as the student representative, I said that Fu Guanxian is unreliable and untrustworthy. Look, if I hadn’t been so prescient and prepared a backup, he would have made a fool of himself today!” 

But as soon as he finished speaking, a clear “Ouch” came from the microphone. The grade director's face froze. The students below burst into laughter. 

Fu Guanxian glanced at the speech that had been blown away by the wind, then looked at the grade director, whose face was now as black as Bao Zheng's, cleared his throat, and said in a loud voice, “Respected leaders, teachers, and dear classmates, on this bright and sunny day, we welcome a new beginning. As the saying goes…”
 
Xiang Yang, like all the other students, listened quietly to his words. But unlike the other students, whose eyes held curiosity and surprise, she felt a little bored. It has to be said that Fu Guanxian's voice was clean and slightly magnetic, very pleasant to the ear. Those who didn't know him secretly admired Fu Guanxian's eloquence and quick wit. Only Xiang Yang, who knew him well, knew that Fu Guanxian was a master at making things up. Who could argue with him? Making up a speech was a piece of cake for him.
 
After Fu Guanxian finished his impassioned speech filled with motivational words, he received thunderous applause as he thanked the audience and stepped down. And on this first day of school, he became famous, making many first-year students remember his name. But Xiang Yang scoffed.
 
Fu Guanxian, of course, heard the whispers among Xiang Yang's classmates. He couldn’t believe she wouldn’t know he was there, but after waiting several minutes, she still didn’t turn around to look at him, nor did she have any intention of greeting him. Finally, Fu Guanxian couldn’t hold back.
 
“Xiang Xiaoyang, get out here!”
 
Fu Guanxian's voice was loud, and the classmates in the class looked at him in astonishment, then looked at her with even more surprise.
 
Xiang Yang didn't dare to move.
 
Fu Guanxian called out again, “Xiang Xiaoyang…”
 
The slightly drawn-out tone made her feel a chill in her heart. She almost ran to him immediately as his voice faded.
 
Seeing her head down, not daring to look at him, Fu Guanxian's expression turned cold, and he said in an unrefusable tone, “Come to my house tonight.”
 
“Do… do what?”
 
“I told you to come, so come, don't ask so many questions!”
 
“But I have…”
 
“I don't care, I want to see you alive or dead.” Fu Guanxian finished speaking, put his hands in his pockets, and walked away with a sense of arrogance.
 
Xiang Yang stood at the entrance of the classroom, worrying what kind of trouble he would cause to annoy her tonight.
 
Back in the classroom, although she noticed two or three female classmates looking at her, luckily, they were all unfamiliar with each other, and no one gossiped about her relationship with Fu Guanxian. Xiang Yang let out a sigh of relief.
 
After school, Xiang Yang finished her homework first. She skipped her usual hour of piano practice and told her mother, Jiang Manxin, about Fu Guanxian's request for her to go to his house. Jiang Manxin immediately called the driver to take her there.
 
Fu Guanxian's parents weren't home. The housekeeper greeted her and led her to Fu Guanxian's room upstairs, then went downstairs to thoughtfully prepare drinks and snacks for them.
 
Xiang Yang knocked on the door and entered, only to see Fu Guanxian lying in bed, intently playing a game.
 
Seeing her, he didn't even raise his head, just pointed his toe towards his desk, “Copy the ‘Middle School Student Code of Conduct’ 50 times.”
 
Xiang Yang was slightly taken aback, “Why do I… have to write so many times?”
 
“Go ask the teacher! Ask her why she made me write so many times!”
 
Xiang Yang was speechless. She stood at the doorway, not moving.


Translator’s Note:

“Thank you for reading my translation! I'm excited to share this story with you. Please let me know what you think of the translation, and if you'd like to see me continue translating it.”



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