Become a Knight Across the World

Chapter 330: Straight Man

Sleepiness gradually crept in. Lin Yue pulled the thin blanket up, deciding not to waste brain cells on those trivial matters anymore.

Lin Yue's height is exceptionally tall for a girl in this small southern city.

Standing at 1.75 meters tall, she was always at the end of the girls' line during recess exercises, and occasionally she would even slip into the front of the boys' line.

But her height wasn't the thinness of a bamboo pole. It was an almost perfect golden ratio. The ordinary blue and white, loose-fitting school uniform would look bulky and cumbersome on most people, but on Lin Yue, it was stretched to a unique charm.

Especially those trousers, which should have been straight and cylindrical, actually outlined a breathtaking curve on her body.

Her buttocks were perky and full, with an amazing curve, like a ripe peach, stretching the back of her school uniform pants taut and rounded. As she walked, she would always attract the stares of boys with ulterior motives behind her, but they would hurriedly look away when she occasionally turned around.

The full, curved line descends to connect to a pair of straight, long thighs. They are well-proportioned and fleshy, with smooth and firm muscle lines, full of supple strength, as if containing the explosive power of a cheetah.

Even in the most ordinary standing posture, you can feel the breathtakingly beautiful lines and healthy vitality of her legs.

However, in stark contrast to her stunning lower body was her upper body. Even with the zipper on her school uniform jacket zipped up all the way, her chest remained completely flat, with almost no curves to be seen – a classic "airport" shape.

Her extreme contrast always drew ridicule from Li Yuejiao: "Lin Yue, your figure is really... God gave you a panoramic sunroof, and then conveniently nailed the door shut!"

But Lin Yue herself seemed completely unaware of this, or rather, utterly indifferent. When changing into her gym clothes during PE class, the occasional complicated glances she received from the other girls in the locker room were particularly noticeable.

Some girls would secretly glance at her legs, which looked even whiter, longer, and more shapely under her athletic shorts, their eyes filled with undisguised envy.

Yun Yi was probably the only one who would often feel at a loss because of Lin Yue's figure. Since they often saw each other, one time Lin Yue had just finished showering and came out to get milk wearing loose house shorts and a T-shirt. Her wet hair was sticking to the side of her neck, and the hem of her T-shirt was slightly pulled up as she raised her hand, revealing a section of her supple and firm waist and the faint outline of her abs.

Yun Yi happened to come out of the room and bumped into him. He froze instantly, not knowing where to look. He awkwardly moved to the kitchen and bumped his head into the refrigerator door.

Lin Yue usually just glanced at him indifferently, only feeling that this kid's impetuousness seemed to have gotten worse recently, and then ignored him and continued to do her own thing.

.........

In the morning classroom, sunlight streamed through the windows onto the desks, and tiny dust particles floated in the air. Most students were quietly studying or discussing problems in hushed tones.

"Ah~"

Suddenly, a suppressed cry of pain shattered the silence.

Su Xiaowen, a girl sitting two rows in front of Lin Yue, suddenly turned her head, one hand covering the back of her head, her beautiful eyes welling up with tears from the unexpected pain, and her face full of anger.

She glared at the smug-looking boy in the back seat—Zhao Zhipeng.

"Zhao Zhipeng! Are you sick?! Why did you pull my hair?" Su Xiaowen's voice was filled with obvious anger and grievance, and her scalp was still throbbing.

Zhao Zhipeng released the few strands of hair he had forcibly pulled out, blew on them, and said with a grin, "I was just kidding with you, why are you so agitated? If you're upset, you can pull mine too!"

As he spoke, he deliberately peeked forward, revealing his somewhat greasy, limp hair that was plastered to his scalp.

Su Xiaowen was so angry at his shameless behavior that her face turned red. She frowned in disgust and said, "Who's trying to pull you! If you keep doing this, I'll tell the teacher!"

"Tsk, boring, can't handle this, huh?" Zhao Zhipeng curled his lip, the smile on his face gone, seemingly disappointed. He grabbed the half-empty mineral water bottle on the table, tilted his head back and gulped it down, then squeezed the empty bottle hard, making a "crack" sound, the jarring sound of twisting plastic particularly jarring in the quiet classroom.

Several students who were studying nearby were disturbed by the noise and frowned at him.

"What are you looking at me for? Nothing!" Zhao Zhipeng not only didn't feel embarrassed, but became even more smug, raising his chin and shouting. After saying that, he turned his head and shouted at the students in the back row of the classroom who were cleaning up the trash to take it out: "Hey! Move aside! I need to shoot hoops in this trash can!" His tone was arrogant, as if the classroom belonged to him.

The classmate who was stopped by him was stunned for a moment, his expression not very good, but he still stopped.

During breaks between classes, Zhao Zhipeng and his equally carefree buddies leaned against the corridor railing, enjoying the breeze, their eyes scanning the girls passing by like searchlights.

Seeing Su Xiaowen and a few girls walk by, Zhao Zhipeng nudged his buddy next to him with his elbow and deliberately commented in a voice that wasn't loud but loud enough for those around to hear: "Hey, look at Su Xiaowen, so-so in the back, but she's got quite a figure in the front, huh?" As he spoke, he made a lewd gesture in the air with his hand.

The boys next to him also let out knowing snickers.

Zhao Zhipeng got even more excited and continued to speak recklessly: "Last time I pulled her hair, she turned around and pouted angrily, tsk, it was quite something! Don't you guys think so?"

One of the guys winked and chimed in, "Haha, that's a good point of yours!"

Zhao Zhipeng raised his eyebrows smugly: "Absolutely! Once these girls go to university and see more of the world, they'll understand some things, hehe..." The implication in his words was extremely lewd, which made the boys chuckle in a lewd manner.

At lunchtime, the cafeteria was bustling with noise. Zhao Zhipeng, carrying his tray, scanned the room like a radar, quickly locking onto Su Xiaowen, who was quietly eating with her female classmate at the same table.

He deliberately led his brothers to sit at the table directly behind Su Xiaowen, slammed their plates down, and then started to raise their voices and talk loudly.

He boasted about how accurate he was at judging girls, and talked at length about his "view on love," saying that girls shouldn't be given too much attention.

As he spoke, he abruptly changed the subject, raising his voice eight octaves, clearly intending for Su Xiaowen in front to hear: "...For example, some people in our class, they seem so aloof, what's with the pretense? Take Lin Yue, for instance, I saw right through her. With her looks and figure, who would believe she hasn't had ten or eight boyfriends? She acts all cold usually, but who knows how many she's had in private..."

The boy next to him started making noises.

Zhao Zhipeng became even more smug, spitting as he spoke: "But, she's not bad! Seriously, if I had her looks and figure, I'd definitely have a much wilder time with her! Those legs... that ass..."

The foul language became increasingly offensive. Su Xiaowen gripped her chopsticks tighter and tighter. She tried to endure it, her body trembling slightly, but Zhao Zhipeng's voice buzzed incessantly like a fly, and the malicious speculations and insults grew ever more outrageous.

Finally, she couldn't take it anymore. She slammed her chopsticks on the table, stood up abruptly, turned to Zhao Zhipeng, and her voice trembled with anger: "Zhao Zhipeng! That's enough! What right do you have to spread rumors here?! What nonsense are you spouting!"

The cafeteria became much quieter instantly, and many students around looked over.

Zhao Zhipeng was taken aback by Su Xiaowen's outburst, but then a nonchalant smile appeared on his face as he shrugged: "Can't I joke around? Why are you so angry? You can joke around with me too, go ahead! You don't want to blame me for not joking around?"

That "I did nothing wrong, you're making a mountain out of a molehill" attitude is utterly despicable.