Chapter 1312: The Mermaid Princess (11)

The beautiful girl smiling brightly in the picture—

Wasn't she the little mermaid he had waited so long for?

He had always remembered her appearance. Ever since his rebirth, afraid that he might forget her face, he had recalled it every day. He had even secretly drawn her countless times.

She had come.

Even though she wasn't in Fuya's class, it didn't matter.

She had come.

Qiao Chen sprang to his feet and shoved Pei Jiang aside.

“Hey, Qiao Chen, where are you going? What's got you in such a hurry? I've never seen you this anxious before.”

“Something came up.”

Pei Jiang shook his head and resumed admiring the beauty on his phone screen.

“This girl is really gorgeous. She's definitely this year's number one school beauty.”

As he leaned heavily against the desk behind him, he accidentally knocked over a stack of books. Too engrossed in appreciating the pretty girl, he didn't even notice that he had disturbed the person sitting behind him.

Suddenly, he felt a chilly gaze drilling into his back.

Only then did he remember who sat behind him.

He hurriedly turned around and was immediately met with a cold face and a pair of sharp eyes.

His heart nearly leaped out of his chest.

“Uh… Scholar, sorry! I didn't do it on purpose. Great Scholar Yin Yao, I really didn't mean it.” Pei Jiang quickly put away his phone and bent down to organize the books he had knocked over. “I'll put them back properly, alright?”

“See? Everything's in order now.”

He smiled ingratiatingly.

This guy was someone no one dared provoke.

He was the strangest person in their class.

Every day, all he did was read, read, and read...

And the books he read were mathematics books. One particular volume had practically been worn to pieces by him.

This guy was also the school's number one heartthrob, with countless admirers.

Compared to Qiao Chen, this guy was the truly inhuman one.

Back then, many girls had confessed to him.

Do you know how he rejected them?

Pei Jiang still remembered that scene vividly.

That day, the great scholar Yin Yao had been wearing a crisp white shirt.

Standing beneath the sunlight, he attracted countless gazes.

A very pretty girl had finally gathered the courage to stand before him, blushing as she said, “Senior Yin Yao, I really like you. Could you give me a chance?”

“No.”

Yin Yao rejected her mercilessly.

He didn't even spare her a glance.

The girl's face turned pale.

Even as a bystander, Pei Jiang had felt sorry for her and cursed Yin Yao for being utterly insensitive.

“Why?” the girl asked unwillingly. “Could you at least give me a reason, Senior Yin Yao?”

Yin Yao cast her a disdainful glance. His voice was cold and lofty.

“You are too low-level.”

Yes.

That was his reason.

“Senior, you…”

“You, a low-blooded human, are unworthy of standing by my side. My rank is high, and my bloodline is noble.”

Yes.

Those words had really come from Great Scholar Yin Yao.

“Of course,” he continued, “the most important reason is that you have nothing that attracts me. Perhaps you're simply too low-level for us to resonate with one another.”

The girl's eyes widened. She nearly fainted from humiliation.

“I…”

“So give up.”

Yin Yao kindly advised her.

“Go find humans with bloodlines and ranks similar to your own.”

In the end, the girl had really run away crying.

Rumor had it that she cried so hard she hyperventilated and fainted.

“Great Scholar,” Pei Jiang said teasingly, holding his phone out to Yin Yao. “A beautiful girl just transferred into Grade One. Judging by her temperament, she's pretty noble. Maybe she can actually catch your eye. Want to take a look?”

With a mischievous grin, Pei Jiang held the phone in front of Yin Yao.