The Villainous Classmate is My Lucky Star

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Chapter 4: Implicated!

Wen Yantong was also dumbfounded.

After exiting off the exam podium and handing in the bow and arrows under the shocked eyes of the people around her, she was still confused.

She used a little more strength for the last arrow, and by sheer luck, she hit the bullseye!

If she were back in her original world, she would have immediately gone and bought a lottery ticket.

It was not uncommon for people to hit the bullseye during this exam, but Yantong was the only one who hit the bullseye after two failed arrows.translate(d) by puretl . com / do not steal / re po/st

No matter where she went, she would receive strange gazes. Wen Yantong felt uncomfortable being stared at, so she decided to leave early.

As she was leaving, Wen Yantong mindlessly glanced at the archery bow rack but unexpectedly saw Chi Jingxi.

He was dressed in apricot-yellow colored clothes, with gold silk ribbon wrapped around his wrists. His arms were strong, and his waist was well-proportioned.

His bow was unlike everyone else’s. It was a rather handsome mahogany bow.

Wen Yantong seemed to meet his eyes from a distance, but she couldn't see clearly, so his ink-stained eyes were blurred.

The two were far away, so Wen Yantong was a little more daring as she looked at him a few more times before turning her eyes away and leaving.

Into eastern downtown Chang-an comes a fine youth, Blaz'ng like Spring breeze: White horse with silver saddle, too [1].

This poem kept popping up in Wen Yantong’s mind on her way back. The elegant youth in Li Bai's penmanship probably referred to someone like Chi Jingxi.

Only after she entered this book did Wen Yantong realize that everyone’s faces here were very delicate. Even Wen Yantong, a little cannon fodder, had a pair of very bright, beautiful eyes.

However, in order to conceal herself, she would use dye to thicken her eyebrows every morning.

Every time she finished doing her brows, she would sigh in front of the mirror. She never expected that one day she would become a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

Wen Yantong was walking absentmindedly when someone suddenly called her name. "Wen Yantong—"

She recognized the voice; it was Teacher Zhao's.

He was always present among the teachers who lectured her about rooster hunting and missed exams. She was reprimanded by Master Zhao almost every day for the past few days, causing Wen Yantong to have a headache whenever she heard his voice.

Wen Yantong pretended not to hear, and her footsteps became faster and faster, thinking that Teacher Zhao, an old man in his fifties, could never catch up to her.

However, she had miscalculated. Master Zhao not only caught up to her but also walked ahead of her. "You child, why are you walking so fast with a lame leg? The ground is covered in frost. What if you fall and injure your other leg?"

When Wen Yantong saw Teacher Zhao walking in front of her, she stopped and said with a smile, "Teacher’s words are correct."

"How was the martial arts exam?" Teacher Zhao always thought although Wen Yantong’s behavior was difficult to understand, he was a good boy.

"I barely passed the test." Wen Yantong didn't dare to exaggerate. After all, the first two arrows didn't even touch the target.

Master Zhao looked at her body and sighed. "You have been working hard before, but after autumn you became slack… You have to quickly get back to your previous attitude."

Wen Yantong bowed her head and replied, "Thank you, Teacher, for your concern."

Master Zhao continued to educate her with sincerity before finally patting her on the shoulder. "You are the only one who was absent for Knowledge of Law, so the dean has exempted you from the supplementary exam. Take a good rest these days, and cheer up in the future. Don't disappoint the dean's cultivating heart."

It was as if a lump of soft cotton wrapped around Wen Yantong's heart, covering and protecting it from the frigid air.

She couldn't believe that she had suddenly bumped into good luck.

After nodding her head and thanking Teacher Zhao, Wen Yantong left in a happier mood. If it wasn't for her lame legs, she would definitely have danced to celebrate.

After the exams was a two-day break, so there was no need to go to morning class or to the study hall.

However, the rooster under the window was still dedicated and would crow a few times every morning at 6:30 a.m. Wen Yantong survived that period of time and would fall back asleep, finally regaining her energy.

The Shao Jing Dynasty dedicated a rest day every five days. The students of Songhai Academy could leave the academy on the day of rest and go to Chaoge City to play.

Wen Yantong had set her sights on this day and planned to leave Songhai Academy without returning.

At first, she packed a few sets of cotton-padded clothes, but there was too much luggage to carry, which was not easy to take away.

And it was impossible for her to leave the gate of Songhai Academy with large luggages in her hands. So after thinking for a while, Wen Yantong decided only to take the precious ink pens.

Wen Yantong finished packing everything and went to bed. She got up early that day.

But her plan couldn't keep up with the changes. When she was putting the ink pen in her arms, someone suddenly came knocking on her door.

Two people, one dark, one white, poked in. "Let's go."

Wen Yantong was stupefied. "What?"

"We’re going to Cuixiang Building." Brother Dark said, "Didn't you agree last time?"

She gritted her teeth and internally complained how these ‘Haier brothers[2]’ had come at the worst time. The book never mentioned the little cannon fodder had any friends!

The only thing briefly mentioned about her was that she was often bullied at the academy. Because this small cannon fodder was barely mentioned in the text, Wen Yantong could not fully comprehend her ‘character settings.’

She had no choice but to say with a bitter face, "I can't go today. I have a terrible headache..."

Before she finished, Brother White suddenly glared at her. His eyeballs bulged, looking as if they were about to pop out. "You clearly said you would come with us. Are you really going to break your promise?"

Was this some kind of acrobatics performance?

Wen Yantong was so frightened that she quickly said, "Go! I’ll go! Put your eyeballs back first. Don't let them fall off."

Brother White was satisfied. "Quickly, the carriage is already outside."

The Haier Brothers walked out side by side. Wen Yantong had no choice but to take out the ink pens from her body, put on her boots, and go out.

Cuixiang Building sure sounds like a shady place.

Wen Yantong bitterly got into the carriage. On the carriage, she heard the lively sounds of Chaoge City through the window. She couldn't help but lift the curtain and look out.

The imperial capital of the Shao Jing Dynasty was naturally splendid and prosperous.

She craned her neck to look left and right, only to withdraw her head back into the carriage when her face became too cold.

The Haier Brothers, who were sitting across from her, had fallen asleep at the moment.

The carriage ride lasted for about an hour before stopping. Wen Yantong kicked Brother Dark. "Wake up. We’re here."

Brother Dark hurriedly sat up and wiped his saliva. He pushed his brother up and he asked her, "Have you brought enough money?"

Oh, it turns out that she was in charge of paying the bill.

Damn it. Tell me that sooner!

"I really don't want to go. I'll give you the money, so you can play by yourselves." Wen Yantong pretended to be embarrassed.

"No way!" Brother Dark’s eyes were fierce. "Since we promised to go together, we must go together!"

Wen Yantong wanted to dissuade him more, but Brother White frowned and seemed to be staring with his eyeballs again. She immediately shut up and got off the carriage.

After getting out of the car, she realized that Cuixiang Building was actually just a restaurant for eating.

These two people actually pulled her out early in the morning in order to eat??

The Haier Brothers were very happy and urged Wen Yantong to hurry up. But never did they expect to be stopped at the entrance by the shop assistant.

Brother White was immediately furious. "What?! Who the hell is this Young Master Niu?! Who gave him the right to book this whole restaurant?"

Wen Yantong was overjoyed. She walked up and said, "Forget it. Since they’ve been booked, let's find another place."

"No way!" He refused to give up. "Let that Master Niu come out. I want to see who he is."

The shop assistant's face was full of embarrassment. "He hasn't arrived yet..."

"Then who are you blocking!" Brother Dark pushed him.

The shop clerk who was guarding the door immediately jostled the two of them. Seeing that the situation was heading in a bad direction, Wen Yantong quickly blended into the crowd and pretended to be a bystander.

During the peak of their commotion, a mysterious black carriage arrived and slowly came to a stop at the entrance of the Cuixiang Building. The carriage was not luxurious, but the shiny silver plate on the carriage revealed its quality.

There was a prominent character craved on the side of the carriage - Mu (牧).

Wen Yantong saw the ‘Niu(牛)’ in it, and her heart skipped a beat.

There were no high-ranking officials surnamed Niu in the city, so after the shop assistant said that Young Master Niu had reserved the venue, the brothers were not afraid and even started making trouble.

But the people of the capital city knew that there was an old general in the imperial court who had made countless contributions. His name was Mu Zheng.

And General Mu had a legitimate son named Mu Yang, who has a close relationship with the Little Marquis.

Wen Yantong thought it wouldn't be so coincidental, right?

Before the thought even settled, the curtain of the carriage was lifted by a well-sculpted hand. Chi Jingxi, who was dressed in a snow-collared brocade, leaned out and slowly got out.

His eyes turned slightly and fell on the people who were making trouble at the entrance of the Cuixiang Building.

Wen Yantong started to mourn.

Haier Brothers, you’ve dug your own graves!

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Footnotes:

[1] A poem by Li Bai, you can read the whole poem HERE

[2] Haier Brothers is just are reference to an old chinese cartoon, read more HERE