Chapter 149: The Effect of the Attribute
“Those people really have nothing better to do.” An Han rolled her eyes at Chen Junjie. “Why are you joining their nonsense too?”
Chen Junjie froze for a moment, then awkwardly turned his head and asked in a low voice, “Should I… go now?”
“Get lost.”
He quickly sped up his steps and walked away from An Han, feeling his heart beating faster. If he didn’t leave soon, he was afraid An Han might “turn him gay.” No wonder she wanted to move out of the dorm, she was just too attractive now.
An Han yawned and glanced at her roommate who had walked away. She didn’t really care about that so-called “class beauty” title. In her eyes, it was just a nickname her classmates made up because she looked softer and prettier lately.
If we’re talking about beauty, Lin Yi is way better than me and she’s way more feminine too.
If I could get a “beauty” attribute, maybe I could tie with her even without makeup.
Wait, why am I even comparing my looks with another girl?!
Why doesn’t this system have attributes like “Strength,” “Agility,” or “Intelligence”?
If I could max those out, I’d basically become a little superhero! That’d be so much better!
While her mind was wandering, she noticed that the friendly football match between their class and Wang Yu’s class had already started.
But An Han didn’t understand football. If she were on the field, maybe she’d get excited and just kick around wildly. Watching from the side, though, all she could tell was who scored a goal, nothing more.
The game had just started, but within a few minutes, Su Peng had already scored once.
“That guy’s just bullying them, right?”
Even though An Han didn’t understand the game, she could tell from Su Peng’s smooth footwork that he’d clearly practiced before.
He was like one of those people who seemed to be good at everything.
An Han watched the match with a bit of envy. With Su Peng leading, their class quickly took control. He could dribble past two or three players almost every time, and even when surrounded by defenders, he’d still kick the ball far away with impressive strength.
They weren’t even sticking to strict positions, everyone was just running around the ball together. An Han leaned forward, resting her chin on her hand, imagining herself playing with them. It actually looked kind of fun.
Too bad with her current small body, if someone accidentally bumped into her, she’d probably go flying.
She had completely become the shape the system wanted her to be...
An Han sighed softly and looked down, gently pinching the soft flesh on her arm. The next moment, a pain almost twice as strong as before hit her, making her straighten her back in shock.
“As expected, it just made me more sensitive to pain!”
What kind of useless attribute is that?!
Next time, no matter what, I’m not picking a random attribute again.
If my stats keep going up like this, the system might actually turn me into some kind of h*ntai comic heroine...
An Han could clearly feel several gazes on her. She followed their direction and quickly noticed a small group of girls from her class standing not far away.
It also seemed like her awareness of others’ gazes had gotten sharper.
In the past, she wouldn’t even notice such brief looks. But now, she could almost feel every single person’s eyes on her.
There’s a guy on the left staring at my face, two girls on the right whispering about me, even the substitute PE teacher who’s acting as the referee keeps glancing at me now and then…
And you, Su Peng, what are you staring at me for while playing football?!
An Han quickly caught Su Peng’s gaze, looked up, and glared at him angrily.
She noticed that Su Peng suddenly started playing more aggressively, catching the other team off guard, and then, another goal!
Su Peng jogged happily, celebrating with his teammates, and even waved at An Han from afar.
Show-off, my ass!
An Han couldn’t even be bothered to look at him. To her, he looked just like one of those male animals in a nature documentary showing off to attract a mate.
She could understand that men like to show off when girls are watching, but seeing it from a girl’s point of view now, it just looked kind of ridiculous.
Clown.
“And I’m still a guy!”
Fuming, An Han stood up and turned to head back to the dorms.
The school’s management wasn’t very strict, and the dorms weren’t locked during class hours. During PE, when students had free time, many often went back to their dorms early.
There were nearly a hundred people from two classes combined, but now, there were maybe only a few dozen left on the field.
“An Han!”
An Han, who was walking with her head down and playing on her phone, was startled by the sudden shout from far away. She put her phone down blankly and looked around, only to see a football ball flying straight toward her from behind.
Her expression froze. Her mind went blank as she stared helplessly at the ball getting closer and closer. Just as she felt a sharp, needle-like sensation between her eyebrows, her instincts kicked in, she threw her hands over her head and ducked down quickly.
Bang!
The ball hit her square on the forehead.
A burst of pain and force followed instantly, knocking her backward until she fell hard on her butt.
“Hisss—”
An Han bowed her head, clutching her forehead with both hands, gritting her teeth as she sucked in sharp breaths, trying to ease the pain from both her forehead and tailbone.
“Holy crap! President, your aim’s way too accurate!”
“An Han! Hey, An Han!”
The sounds around her turned into chaos. After a few moments, when the sharp pain dulled a little, An Han finally lifted her head, and saw Su Peng, Wang Yu, and Long Xing already running up to her in panic.
Farther away, Wang Sheng, Chen Junjie, and a few other familiar classmates were also hurrying over.
“Are you hurt anywhere?” Su Peng crouched down in front of her first, asking carefully.
He looked at her tear-streaked face, her watery eyes and pitiful expression made his heart ache.
“It just hurts... that’s all...” An Han sniffled hard.
“Then why are you crying so much?”
Long Xing spoke nervously from the side. “This is the first time I’ve seen Xiao Han cry. Let’s take her to the nurse’s office, just in case.”
The truth was, she was crying so badly only because the sudden, sharp pain had made her tear up uncontrollably.
An Han just felt incredibly embarrassed. A grown man crying over getting hit by a football ball, and with snot and tears everywhere, no less!
As more and more students gathered around to watch, and more eyes focused on her, a wave of shame rushed over her. Her cheeks turned red, and she quickly lowered her head.
“To the nurse’s office!” Su Peng said, grabbing her arm. “Come on.”
“I’m fine...” An Han mumbled weakly, lowering her head. “Who kicked that, anyway? Were they aiming for my head?”
“President,” Long Xing said immediately, selling out the culprit.
An Han lifted her eyebrows and glared at Wang Yu on the other side, but before she could say anything, Su Peng had already pulled her up from the ground.
She held her lower back with one hand, wincing as she stumbled a few steps. “Ow... that hurts...”
Something like this had happened before, but this time the pain was unbearable!
She quickly glanced around at the people nearby. Almost everyone was looking at her with worry and concern, their eyes full of care.
Then, she finally understood what the so-called “sensitivity” attribute really did.
It made her look even more delicate and pitiful, or maybe made her more attractive to men...
And, well... it also made her seem a bit too flirty!