Although she tiptoed behind me, the white hair was on my forehead, so it was hard to pluck it from my back. Thus, the class leader had no choice but to walk in front of me.
I continued to pretend to sleep with my arms as my pillow and acted like I had no idea what was happening in front of me.
My seat was in the last row. The class leader was in the second to last row. She wanted to get as close to me as possible, so the chairs of the students in the front became annoying obstacles.
If she moved the chair, it would definitely make a sound. So the class leader thought for a bit and kneeled on the chair with one knee. Her other leg was straight and still touching the ground. Coupled with the hand that wanted to pluck the hair on my head, her posture was like the "Flying Apsaras" from the Dunhuang Murals.
The class leader used this uncomfortable posture to maintain a delicate balance. She took a light breath and was finally going to make her move.
No matter how she tried to hide it, I would definitely wake up if she plucked my hair. So the class leader was prepared to make her move in one hit.
I actually felt a lot of pleasure when the class leader knelt down in front of me.
Hahaha, why are you being so courteous? Do you really want the hair on my head that much? Rise, my dear minister! Rise, my dear minister!
The class leader held onto my desk with one hand and reached out with her other hand to pull my white hair. Under the bright afternoon sun, the naughty white hair was hidden between her black brothers and was hard to identify.
She tried to pull her hand back a few times. Since she wasn't confident she could make the final decision, the class leader bit her lips anxiously.
In order to remind herself not to be nervous, the class leader closed her eyes, took a deep breath, opened her eyes, closed them again, and repeated three times.
In the future, when I hold a sniper rifle and aim at a kidnapper holding a hostage, do I have to use this set of movements to calm myself down?
After spending a lot of effort, the class leader finally locked onto the target and the angle of attack. She was like a falcon soaring in the sky that had its eyes on a little white rabbit in the dark plains. All she needed to do was dive down and she would be able to escape.
I saw the corner of the class leader's mouth rise into a deep smile.
How could it be that cheap? Right when the class leader was about to make her move, I suddenly turned over as if I was asleep. I turned my head around and rested my head on my arm. This way, my white hair was once again hidden in my black hair. All of the class leader's preparations were for naught.
Hmph, the class leader must be cursing in her mind right?
Although she felt a strong sense of defeat, the class leader did not give up. She pulled herself together and did a second round of scouting and locking onto my 'transformed' head.
As expected, practice makes perfect. This time I didn't even spend half as much effort as last time. I saw a familiar smile on the corner of the class leader's mouth: she's going to make her move again.
Did my little white rabbit offend you? Why do you, a black-winged falcon, have to kill it? Furthermore, your expression is so exaggerated. Are you trying your best even when hunting a rabbit? Be careful that you don't mess it up. You might end up with a real-life version of Black Eagle Fall!
In the nick of time, I turned around again. The class leader's hand had to stop halfway, and it was a waste of effort again. Right when the class leader tasted the bitter fruit of failure in annoyance and encouraged herself to start over, I shook my head like a drowning dog shaking off its fur.
This time, the strand of white hair was hidden in a deeper place. It's impossible to break away with a simple attack.
I unknowingly revealed a victorious smile on my face that was hidden behind my arm, and I couldn't help but laugh out loud.
The class leader couldn't help but get angry when she saw that I was pretending to be asleep.
"Bastard! Get up! You're making fun of me! "
The class leader slammed her palm on the desk as I was still pretending to be a dead pig. There was no way I wouldn't wake up from a 7.2 magnitude earthquake.
"Hey, what are you doing, why are you disturbing my sleep …"
I rubbed my sleepy eyes and pretended to be stupid, but I don't know why I couldn't suppress the sly smile on the corner of my mouth.
The class leader became even angrier when she saw my sly smile.
"You're clearly pretending to be asleep! You … you're lying on the desk to purposely lure me into a trap! "
Lure you into a trap? It's not like you're a black bear and you don't have much meat on your body. What's the benefit of luring you into a trap?
"Huh? I didn't expect the class leader to be the first to complain! It doesn't matter if I'm really asleep or not, since you snuck over without a sound, the one who wants to do bad things is clearly you! "
"What bad things could I do? I only wanted to help you, help you get that strand of hair … "
The class leader whose OCD was acting up unconsciously used her eyes to look for traces of my strand of white hair.
I felt that the class leader who was still in the "flying" position while arguing with me over a strand of hair was ridiculous.
"Hey, hair is also a part of the body. You want to damage my body, and you're saying you're doing a good deed?"
"Ye Lin, fingernails are also a part of the body. Would you report someone to the police if they helped you cut your nails?"
The class leader had a sharp tongue.
I placed the five fingers of my left hand flat on the desk and teased her:
"I'm not against cutting my nails! If you're willing to cut other people's nails, then you might as well cut mine! "
It's a pity that I just cut my nails last night. If people who practice boxing don't regularly take care of their nails, they might hurt themselves when they clench their fists.
But because I was careless, I cut off a part of the nail on my ring finger. It exposed a bit of the tender pink flesh under the nail, but it's fine.
Although it was in front of the class leader, there was no need for me to cut my nails again.
I never expected the class leader to look down at my nails and was immediately attracted by the bald part of my ring finger. She frowned anxiously and revealed an expression of being in a dilemma. She said in a low voice:
"I … I can cut off a part of your nails on all four of your fingers. If I help you do it, would you let me pull out your white hair?"
My ass! Do you think you're doing a good deed by cutting off my nails! Your pursuit of symmetry has reached the point of insanity! If one day I accidentally become a one-armed hero like Yang Guo, you won't chop off my other arm for the sake of symmetry, right?!
How am I supposed to live if you cut me into a 'human stick'? Some people can train to use their legs to carry things because their legs are long enough! My legs are short! I might not even be able to reach my mouth if I want to use my toes to hold a spoon! Just thinking about it made him feel extremely miserable! — — Will you feed me if I become like that?
I sternly refused Shu Sha's proposal:
"No! Nails are nails, hair is hair! Also, if you cut off all my nails, my hands will hurt and I won't be able to hold things. Will you feed me then? "
The class leader's face turned red. It might be because the intimate scene of her feeding me with a spoon flashed through her mind.
"I … How could I do such a shameful thing! Also, you can't even touch your nails with a spoon, you're just quibbling! "
"Hmph, even if I'm quibbling, what can you do about it? My hair is growing on my head, at least having a white hair makes me look mature! I'm not going to pull it out, I'm going to piss you off! "
It might be because I've been in contact with Xiao Qin for too long, I actually made a childish action like sticking out my tongue at the class leader. It doesn't really match my serious image.
This time, the class leader was completely enraged.
Her black pupils spewed out flames of anger. She no longer cared about her image as a Justice Devil. She actually resorted to violence and reached out to pull my hair.
I wasn't in a hurry to resist. My hair is very short because I often fight, so it's not easy to grab.
As expected, the class leader reached out to grab the top of my head, but she couldn't even grab a single strand of hair. Instead, she lost her balance and almost fell onto my desk.
I was very pleased with myself: How about it? Do you know the benefits of short hair? Wouldn't you be at a huge disadvantage in a fight with waist-length hair like yours? I can easily subdue you by just grabbing your hair! When the time comes, I'll be kind enough to let you go when you cry! '
The class leader returned without any success, but she still reached out her hand again.
I stood there with a face full of mockery and let her pull my hair.
I miscalculated, I never thought the class leader's target wasn't my hair, but my left ear!
I was caught off guard and let out a miserable shriek like a pig being slaughtered in class 2-3.
It hurts so much! Class leader, you're really merciless! You're treating me like a prisoner who's going to extort a confession!
"Don't scream!" The class leader pulled my ear and forced my face to turn so she could carefully look for traces of the white hair.
"Bear with it, it'll be over soon, it won't hurt!"
What nonsense! Why do you want me to bear with it if it doesn't hurt? Do you think it's a weird uncle who lures an ignorant girl into bed! Don't lie to a three year old kid that it won't hurt!
I'm a dignified Lone Wolf, a pure Spartan man, the acting manager of the Happy Valley Love Shop, how can I sit still and let a girl do whatever she wants to me?
Thus I yelled and clenched my fists:
"Shu Sha, if you don't let go, then don't blame me for being impolite!"
The class leader was slightly stunned when she heard me call her name, but it was clear that she didn't take my threat seriously.
"What, do you want to hit me?"
A disdainful gaze leaked out from her half-squinted eyes, as if she was watching a beast struggling in a trap.
Let's talk about something else, our faces are really close right now! Because she was about to get rid of the white hair that made her restless, the class leader's face flushed with excitement. She seemed even more beautiful than when she was serious.
I couldn't help but ask myself: If you can't even win against a beautiful girl with long black hair, who do you want to win against in the future?
Thus I looked straight into the class leader's eyes and threatened her word by word:
"Shu Sha, if you don't let go by the count of three, I'm going to — —"
"What are you going to do?"
The class leader was unmoved.
"— — I'm going to kiss you!!"
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