Chapter 597: Chapter 597: Now It’s Your Turn to Undress!
She feigned a mysterious air, which brought a faint smile to the corners of Song Baiyan’s eyes as he followed up by loosening up: “What exactly do you want to know?”
“You must have been an honor student at the military academy.”
Tang Li’s guess, as expected, was not denied by Song Baiyan.
She felt a bit bitter inside, and said softly: “Actually, I was also an honor student at our school.”
It’s just… there was a slight difference in the school rankings.
Students from arts schools generally have much lower academic scores compared to undergraduate students.
Song Baiyan graduated from the nation’s most prestigious military institution — Huangyan Military Academy, the only senior officer command college directly under the leadership of the Central Military Committee, so one can imagine that his college entrance exam score was sky-high, far beyond her own three hundred something score.
Before attending university, Tang Li’s grades were not considered good.
During her elementary school years, she disliked doing homework and spent her days playing all over the hills, getting tanned like a piece of charcoal.
When she became aware of Tang Yin’s health issues in the eighth grade, she began to study earnestly and was admitted to a local high school. Within two years, Tang Yin’s health was deteriorating, to the point where she could no longer do household chores. At that time, Tang Li carried her schoolbag to school herself to discuss taking a leave of absence with the principal.
After arriving in the Capital, she found it challenging to keep up with the pace of the teacher’s instruction.
Educational resources in small places inevitably cannot compare with those in big cities.
Having finally made it to university, the life of dependence made her feel oppressed, and coupled with Lai Yuaner’s constant mockery, she did not want to spend the Lai Family’s money and had to work hard at her studies, aiming for that scholarship.
But Tang Li was very clear that she did not genuinely enjoy studying; she merely saw it as a way to earn living expenses.
The less confident she felt, the more she wanted to boast.
— That was her.
Tang Li modestly said: “Since elementary school, I’ve been a class officer. The teachers really trusted me.”
“Sounds pretty impressive.”
“… It’s just okay.”
Song Baiyan then asked, “Which class officer positions have you held?”
Tang Li’s cheeks flushed with a crimson hue. She didn’t look at Mr. Song’s gentle eyes and answered on her own: “I’ve been the sports officer, the labor officer… and the arts officer.”
“Didn’t the teacher make you the leader of the sweeping group as well?”
Tang Li pursed her lips slightly: “I was already holding several positions; how could I have the energy to be a group leader?”
At this point, she just bluntly blurted out: “You’re trying to say I’m simple-minded and good with physical activity, no need to beat around the bush. Don’t think I don’t understand.”
Song Baiyan gripped her small hand with a firm yet gentle force: “Being able to hold so many class officer positions is a manifestation of ability.”
Tang Li did not respond.
She certainly wouldn’t tell him that there were only ten students in her class.
After a while, Tang Li added: “When you served in the army, were you often injured?”
While speaking, her gaze shifted to Song Baiyan’s upper body: “The TV shows say that gunshots leave scars; do you have any?”
Song Baiyan heard the subtext in her words: “Want to see?”
“…” Tang Li looked up to meet Song Baiyan’s deep and warm eyes, feeling the heat on her cheeks rising: “If you don’t want to be at a disadvantage, I can show you mine as well.”
With those words, Tang Li made a motion to take off her nightgown.
Her arms were held down.
After feeling successful, Tang Li’s lips curled into a smile, and disregarding Song Baiyan’s “education,” she pounced on him, wrapping her arms around the man’s neck. As Song Baiyan’s hand touched her back, she said in a softened voice, “I won’t take it off, so now it’s your turn to strip!”
Song Baiyan: “…”