Falling into Your Arms

Name: Falling into Your Arms
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Lu Yao

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Here's the English translation of your text: --- Having studied together for 2 years, Giang Thi Dung never imagined she would one day fall for that cold-faced top student?! Hoắc Chi Diệu wasn't just an outstanding student in the eyes of teachers but also the dream of many girls, perfect from head to toe! She thought if he would just drop that aloof demeanor, he would surely have even more admirers. Unfortunately, Giang Thi Dung lacked the courage to pursue Hoắc Chi Diệu because she felt herself very ordinary, nothing special. Her unrequited feelings remained buried deep in her heart, and by the end of that last summer, she still couldn't bring herself to confess. Thinking they would never meet again in this life, fate somehow led her to discover that her company's CEO was the man she had admired for years? Couple: CEO x Interpreter

Myth Sweet

Chapter 9 17 That's the age of five.

06-25 09:54

Chapter 1 Meeting

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In the final months of the year, the weather was pleasantly cool, perfect for... sleeping.

Now it was time for the History class of 11-2, also known as the French class. H High School was one of the prominent schools in City B. What set this school apart from others was that it didn't organize classes strictly based on academic performance but rather allowed students to choose their own second foreign language.

Giang Thi Dung lay stretched out on her desk, head propped on her hand, eyes half-closed as she stared at the pile of words in her book. Ms. Dư at the lectern was passionately talking about some Tống or Nguyên family. Even though Giang Thi Dung loved her country, she couldn't keep her eyes open any longer and sank into sleep. She had completed 10 French listening tasks the previous night, so if she dozed off now, no one should blame her...

Her desk mate, Trương Hoà Vũ, saw his close friend sleeping soundly and thought of playing a little trick. He bent down, took a bottle of iced water from his bag, and gently pressed it against Giang Thi Dung's forehead. And...

"Merde!" (Shit!)

The curse that erupted from Giang Thi Dung startled the class, instantly quieting the atmosphere. All 50 pairs of eyes in the room turned towards her.

Well, no wonder she's the "language prodigy" of the class. Even when cursing, she had to do it in French.

"Thi Dung, are you okay?" Ms. Dư paused her story about the Tống family. Luckily, she didn't understand French.

Feeling embarrassed, Giang Thi Dung could only stutter, "Um... um... a... a cockroach crawled over me so I startled..." Not even her thick glasses could hide the blush spreading across her face.

After that, Ms. Dư resumed her lecture. Giang Thi Dung playfully jabbed Trương Hoà Vũ, making him wince. "You scared me out of my wits!"

"Hehe, I just wanted you to wake up a bit more..." Trương Hoà Vũ looked innocent, blinking his sparkling eyes.

"If you pull that nauseating stunt again, I'll poke your eyes out!" Giang Thi Dung laughed coldly.

With banter exchanged back and forth, the History class finally ended. The next period was one of the subjects Giang Thi Dung detested the most...

"Class president, distribute the Physics test papers to everyone." Mr. Khương handed a thick stack of papers to the class president, Mã Yến Đồng, to distribute.

Giang Thi Dung clasped her hands and prayed, "Just need to be average, just average..."

The test paper arrived at her desk, still sealed. Remembering the scribbles in red ink from earlier, "Probably below average, Tiểu Vũ, I can't bear to look. Could you open it for me?"

With a thud, Trương Hoà Vũ's hand landed on her shoulder. "Congratulations, lady, you got a solid 20 points above average."

"Oh? Really? Oh thank you, Tiểu Vũ, for helping me that day." She almost wanted to kiss him on the cheek but caught herself in time, not forgetting to add two words, "Feeling nauseous."

Giang Thi Dung feared two things in life: ghosts and natural sciences. If asked why she could consistently rank in the top 10 of her class despite being weak in natural sciences, it was probably because of her two foreign languages. Though she struggled with the sciences, she had a knack for learning new languages. Her English and French grades were always top in the class and top 3 in the entire grade. Even the top student sitting next to her ranked second in these subjects.

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In the 11th grade, the selective classes for talented students would begin soon, with teachers selecting worthy candidates to join next year.

Mr. Hoà Trường, the math teacher and homeroom teacher of 11-2, read out the list of selected students:

"For math, Hoắc Chi Diệu and Chu Mộng Dao. For physics, Dương Việt Dã and Trương Hoà Vũ. For chemistry, Thư Trình Tranh and Cổ Thiên Phú. For biology, Mã Yến Đồng and Hoạn Dư Hy. For literature, class study leader Tiêu Tịnh Nghi and Tô Mộng Ly. For French, Lý Thừa Ngân. For English, Cao Nhã Như. Hmmm, there's a slight issue though..."

The class buzzed with discussion after the announcement. Mr. Hoà Trường tapped his ruler a few times before the class settled down again. "There are two students highly recommended by teachers, so I'd like to ask Chi Diệu whether he prefers math, physics, chemistry, or English? And Thi Dung, do you choose English or French?"

Hearing her name alongside Hoắc Chi Diệu's, Giang Thi Dung instinctively turned to the male student sitting one aisle away.

Hoắc Chi Diệu rested his chin on his hand, his expression unchanged as he responded to the teacher, "I choose math."

The homeroom teacher was pleased to hear the students' choices.

Dương Việt Dã, sitting at the same table, patted Hoắc Chi Diệu on the shoulder. "Wow, not only are you sought after by the girls, but even the teachers are after you."

The class buzzed with speculation upon hearing Hoắc Chi Diệu's choice. Student X said to Y beside them, "Hey, could Hoắc Chi Diệu have chosen math to be on the same team as the campus beauty Chu Mộng Dao?" - "Yeah, I was thinking the same thing." Most of the class seemed to come to that conclusion.

To add more about Chu Mộng Dao, she was not only beautiful but also excelled academically. At the beginning of 10th grade, the whole class wanted her to be the class monitor, but Chu Mộng Dao insisted on being the literary monitor. Beauties were often paired with handsome guys, and not only that, Chu Mộng Dao often chatted with Hoắc Chi Diệu, which the whole class enthusiastically supported since last year.