I'm A Trash

Episode 1's

Donghai University, teaching building area A.

The sound of the usual noisy control of the room, where Li Mu was busy struggling with the numbers on the task sheet he was doing.

I don't know why ....

His brain did not find a concentration point that could make him complete the calculations in the task quickly.

Or maybe ... That's not why!

"Why is this so hard?" muttered Lin Mu while holding his head with the left palm of his hand. While the other hand is still tightly clamping the ballpoint that is not at all scratched form the answer in the strands of the dress even though a speck.

The numbers with the limit, derivative, and integral formulas look like tangled threads that are difficult to decompose. Whirling hovering, to make his head feel like exploding. Facing matters that were even easy enough for others, yet so confusing for Lin Mu.

What's wrong with him?

Why isn't he as lucky as everyone else?

Amidst his distress, the calm atmosphere around him suddenly turned rowdy, as the thumping sound emanating from the stomping of more than one pair of legs, grew, airing forms a gothic rhythm that makes everyone around act like hot worms.

None other than Du Xiaoyue, complete with his comrades.

The high-altitude portion of the body, sponsored by a beautiful dress limited to the knees in ash with a crimped collar decorated with a red ribbon in the middle, adds to Xiaoyue's beauty points to be more than just beautiful. It's too fascinating.

Accompanied by the four maids behind him, just say it like that. The girls, who are server friends with Xiaoyue, look stunning with clothes that are clearly not purchased from the slum market at the end of the city border.

They were lined up behind the princess-Xiaoyue, exactly the army dared to die, which they were definitely afraid of death.

The sexy girls' looks depict thick shopping souls. It would be ridiculous to talk about death when their family's money even feels hard to spend.

"Isn't the one who walked the front one .. is Du Xiaoyue, that first year disciple?!" A student who occupied the very end of the row of seats, the owner of a pair of eyebrows similar to the animated character Shin Chan, exclaimed in surprise.

"You're right!" One of his friends sitting next to him crammed. "He's so pretty. It was only fitting that she was considered the most beautiful woman of Donghai University once she entered the school."

"Maybe he's talented!"

Then another heard the ambush, "Now is an open class for second-year children, what is the first-year new kid coming here for?"

The sound of mutual interaction between the male occupants of the class increasingly violent uncontrollable. Or rather, no one controls.

That's how it is.

As everyone focused their attention on the beautiful figures that had just entered the room, Lin Mu was still unmoved in position - among the difficulties that had not also found a point of completion.

Whether he didn't hear, or intentionally closed his ears - unconcerned, Lin Mu didn't rub anything around him.

"Xiaoyue, is he the one who has that wedding vow with you?" The red-haired girl beside Xiaoyue asked curiously. "It's pretty ordinary!" he continued to comment.

Xiaoyue responded with a cynical expression. "Even if I don't have a husband for the rest of my life, I won't marry someone like her!"

The red-haired girl was seen advancing towards Lin Mu. With his body slightly bent, a pair of palms he placed on the table right next to the paper containing the mathematical problems that Lin Mu was struggling with.

"Hey, we some people want to sit here. You move to the back!" his words are very song.

"Isn't there a lot of places." Lin Mu flat-footed without lifting his face in the slightest.

"We want to sit here!" hardik the redhead again. Then immediately his gaze fell on the paper that was shipwrecked in front of Lin Mu. "A calculus calculation that is as simple as that, can not be calculated well. Still shameless sitting in the first row!" he said full of scorn. "I advise you to know yourself a little more. Go find another corner, and stay there!"

Whether the stock of words in his mouth was exhausted, or just not wanting to argue, Lin Mu fell silent not responding at all.

While in his position, Xiaoyue looked at him with a cold expression whose meaning was quite difficult to describe.

Bolpoint who had been pinned in between his fingers, tightly grasped Lin Mu. If the contents of his heart were poured in a word, it might sound; insolent!

Yes, but it was clearly just a parable, when even the roar of his breath did not want to interfere in defending him.

Then a palm jolted his shoulder from behind. Lin Mu spontaneously turned his head towards him.

A young man with disheveled hair, warned, "Beautiful woman has already said it. You get out of the way! Don't shut up and get in the way here!" The young man called out to rule.

For a moment Lin Mu looked at him, then without thinking, he stuffed his writing tools into the bag that was draped beside the chair he was sitting in. Lifted up, then went to meet the exit without a word.

But just as her steps were sparing Xiaoyue's body, the girl blasphemed her blasphemy with a voice and a cynical gaze in tune, "Indeed trash!"

Then it was paved no less sharply by the red-haired girl, "People like this can enter Donghai University. Are new student recruitment requirements loosening now?"

"As long as I've canceled this wedding vow, I'm also lazy to care about where he goes to school!" Xiaoyue replied with a satisfied smile.

 

Like being supportive of his feelings, the atmosphere of the streets seemed desolate and desolate. Lin Mu stood on the edge of the road waiting for a taxi that would somehow pass by.

The shadow of the hateful expression Xiaoyue had shown just a moment ago, as well as the two striking words the woman spoke, overpowered the contents of the young man's head at this moment.

It's rubbish!

It's rubbish!

It's rubbish!

To Lin Mu, the meaning contained within that sentence was not as simple as the number of words arranged in its lines. It took more than just two words to calm the rumble on Lin Mu's chest connected the effect it produced.

"This wedding promise, it's clearly made by your grandfather. This was also not my fault," muttered Lin Mu with a palm clenched furiously. Xiaoyue's figure was like a small blade with a thin blade. Simple scratches, but have a considerable impact afterwards.

His breathing urination exhaled Lin Mu quite heavily. "Forgetit! I'd better go home to see grandfather first" he murmured. "Don't know what about grandfather's health now," he continued grimly durja of course.

A yellow-colored taxi was lit, having stopped right in front of him. Lin Mu then entered and drove away carrying with him all his glassy feelings.