Chapter 6 — Who Is This Bumpkin?
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Before long, students began filing out of the teaching building, some in uniforms, others in ordinary clothes. As a rule, unless there was some major event, the school made no particular demands about what students wore.
"That is the young miss." Uncle Qing suddenly raised a hand, pointing to a girl among a group of boys and girls emerging not far away.
Wei Zhao looked where Uncle Qing pointed. It was a tall, strikingly beautiful girl. Though there were other girls around her, one glance was enough for Wei Zhao to guess that this must be the young miss.
The old man had said it before: Gu Mengyao was the school beauty. And a school beauty, presumably, was the prettiest one — unless Wei Zhao's aesthetic judgment was somehow defective.
The girl beside her was also remarkably good-looking, but she was a little too petite, clearly not matching the height in the file. Still, she counted as one of the more promising candidates for school beauty; grown up, she would surely be the kind to bring ruin upon nations.
Gu Mengyao and that girl were walking quickly toward the car, but several young men who looked like rich young masters were chasing doggedly after them.
"Mengyao, wait..." One of them blocked her way. "Mengyao, my feelings for you are sincere. Just give me one chance!"
Gu Mengyao frowned and gave the boy in front of her an impatient look. "Zhong Yongliang, aren't you tired of this? I've told you already, I don't like you. Stop pestering me."
"But..." Zhong Yongliang wanted to say more, but Gu Mengyao shoved him aside and left him standing there.
Gu Mengyao walked over quickly, opened the car door and got in. The girl who had been with her got in as well, which surprised Wei Zhao slightly.
"That Zhong Yongliang is going to be the death of me, pestering me every single day. Doesn't he ever get tired?" Gu Mengyao was still grumbling after she got in. Then she looked up and saw Wei Zhao in the passenger seat, and said in astonishment, "Who are you?"
"Hello, my name is Wei Zhao." Wei Zhao tried hard to make himself look endearing. This young miss seemed to have something of a temper.
"Wei Zhao? Uncle Qing, what does he do?" Gu Mengyao looked at Wei Zhao, baffled.
"Miss Gu, this is the study companion Mr. Gu hired for you..." Uncle Qing began by way of introduction.
"Study companion? Who wants a study companion? Didn't I say I wanted a shield? Look at him — who could he possibly shield me from?" Gu Mengyao grew agitated at once, sizing Wei Zhao up and down. What on earth was he wearing? A big tank top and torn trousers, dressed like a migrant worker come to town — even a migrant worker would not be as hick as this. Did he think he was performing in a folk song-and-dance duet?
Uncle Qing broke into a sweat, wiped his forehead, and cast Wei Zhao a somewhat helpless glance. Only when he saw that Wei Zhao showed no particular reaction did he breathe easier. He was the person closest to Gu Pengzhan, and so knew some of the inside story — how much effort it had taken to get Wei Zhao to come, even to the point of the old master of the house stepping in.
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