Twenty, Bed Talks

  One evening, Guo Ling, who was the last to return, said mysteriously: "Do you know which four girls in our grade were rated as the 'Four Golden Flowers' by the boys?"

  "Who is it? Speak quickly!" The sisters' interest was immediately piqued.

  Guo Ling closed the door and said: "The first place of the four golden flowers is Jiang Lu of our class..."

  Yang Qian said: "Who doesn't know she's a top student? The key is who else besides her?"

  Guo Ling glared at her: "I wasn't just about to say that, what's your hurry?"

  Liao Shan, who was washing her feet, said anxiously: "Guo Ling, don't bother with her. Hurry up and tell me, is there anyone else?"

  "The second name is Qian Yunlei from Class 7, whom the boys called 'Black Tulip'."

  "Oh!" Everyone thinks it's understandable. The girl's facial features are indeed good-looking, and she is also very eye-catching in the crowd. She speaks softly and gently, and is a kind person. The only regret is that her skin tone is slightly dark. The nickname given by the boy is really fitting.

  "The third place is Song Yanping from Class 5."

  Wang Ju asked: "Who is Song Yanping?" Liao Shan also said: "Don't know."

  Guo Ling said: "Ah, it's from dormitory No. 4, tall and with big eyes, from Beijing, Bai Yun's fellow villager."

  "Oh!" With that said, everyone seemed to recall something. After all, a beautiful girl always catches people's attention wherever she is.

  "The last one is Zhuoma from the Tibetan class."

  This is a bit unexpected, I didn't think the boys would remember the Tibetan class. After all, everyone has completely different courses and accommodations are also separate. All the girls in the grade live in the same building, while the Tibetan girls live in the graduate student building, probably due to ethnic preferential policies. The girls subconsciously don't consider them as part of the same group anymore.

  Liao Xuan suddenly said, "Who evaluated this? It's too unfair! There are classes 1, 7, and 5, even class 9, but no class 1?"

  "Hmm, is it? Do you mean that there are no beauties in our class 1, 2 and 3?" Yang Qian was also very indignant.

  Wang Ju asked Guo Ling: "Where did you hear this rumor from? Was it someone making it up?"

  Guo Ling helplessly said: "Oh dear, anyway I just heard others say so! They men are evaluated like this, it's not me who evaluated them!"

  "Come on, who said that!"

  "Alright, alright, I'm afraid of you guys! Isn't Bai Yun on good terms with Xiao Qiang, the team leader of Class 2? She heard it from him, and then I found out from Bai Yun."

  Everyone began to believe the rumor was true. However, everyone still felt indignant and started discussing it. For example, someone said that Jin Hua had this shortcoming and that she wasn't good enough, while someone else from our class said that so-and-so looked better than her. The debate continued even after lights out.

  "Sisters, why let those stinky boys' comments ruin your mood? Men are a very foolish animal. They're often blinded by pretty faces and figures, without caring about their brains. In fact, every girl is a flower. Of course, the elegant peony, the charming rose, and the gorgeous lily are all beautiful, and can be considered the king and queen of flowers. But does that mean other flowers aren't beautiful? Even the peach blossoms that bloom all over the mountains and fields are lovely! And I think they're even more beautiful than peonies and roses, because they also produce delicious fruit!"

  "Haha, boss said it well!"

  "Sister, I really admire you, always speaking so eloquently!"

  "Older sister, then you tell us what kind of flowers we are!"

  "Alright then, I'm just kidding! Don't get angry if any of you girls don't like it!"

  Everyone chimed in: "No way! (dialect: means won't)"

  The dormitory was immersed in the quiet darkness after the lights were turned off, and Zhou Yu's low voice slowly came: "Well, let's talk about Wang Ju first! She is very simple and natural, just like a small daisy in the mountains. Liao Shan is the most beautiful one in our dormitory, but she is a bit spoiled, like a peony; Yang Qian is enthusiastic and lively, and it's always delightful to see her, like a bright red rhododendron; Guo Ling is smart and has a strong personality, like a lovely little lily. Sun Yan-chun and Huang Li-xia look a bit alike, both with gentle temperaments, I think one of them is like a hibiscus flower and the other is like a jasmine flower."

  She paused for a moment, then said: "As for Lao Yao, I have mixed feelings. I've never seen anyone with such contradictory qualities! She seems like a simple and transparent person, but also like someone who has experienced many hardships; she makes you feel close and intimate, but also distant. It reminds me of the poem 'Ode to Plum Blossoms' - The plum blossoms do not compete with spring, they only announce its arrival; when the mountain flowers are in full bloom, she smiles among them. She is like a branch of plum blossoms on the cliff, hundreds of feet above the ice!"

  Lin Fanghua started to listen with interest, and by the time she got to this point, she couldn't help but be secretly surprised: This big sister is really impressive! Each girl's evaluation was quite fitting, and her evaluation of herself as an outsider was not far off either. She actually had a bit of artistic sensitivity, no wonder after reading so much every day.

  The sisters all agreed on their evaluation of Lao Da and were quite satisfied. Then they asked: "Eldest sister, what kind of flower do you think you are?"

  "Hehe, compared to you guys, I'm just a dog tail flower."

  Everyone burst out laughing.

  Lin Fanghua said: "I think Lao Da is like a Mandala flower, mature and elegant, beautiful and charming in the moonlight at night. Her uniqueness is not easily discovered, but once discovered, it's likely to be mesmerizing."

  "Hehe, although I've never seen a mandrake before, but hearing you say that, I quite like this enchanting flower, it's a bit like me!"

  ……

  After a while, Guo Ling suddenly said: "Hey, can't just let the boys comment on us girls! We should also evaluate them!"

  Yang Qian responded positively: "Okay! If I had to say, the most handsome in our grade is definitely Lu Heng."

  Lao Da Zhou Yu also said with great interest: "I think Lei Xiaoming from Class 2 is handsome, especially like Guo Kaimin."

  Guo Ling said: "But he's not as talented as Lu Heng! Lu Heng looks so handsome when playing the flute!"

  Several sisters said in unison: "Flower idiot!"

  Guo Ling didn't show weakness either: "Infatuated is infatuated! However, no matter how much I like him, it's useless! He and Jiang Lu have gotten together! Top-notch flowers paired with top-notch grass, I've lost hope!"

  Lin Fanghua couldn't help but laugh the more she listened. Who would have thought that these girls, who were usually so diligent in their studies, could be so playful behind closed doors? However, the more they openly professed their admiration, the clearer it became that their feelings were pure and simple appreciation, not possessive love. When a girl falls for a boy, she will never brazenly admit it in front of everyone; at most, she might confide in her closest friend or keep it hidden deep within her heart.

  Liao Shan said: "Hey, never mind other classes, let's talk about the boys in our class!"

  "Guo Ling sighed: 'The boys in our class are far inferior to Lu Heng!'"

  Yang Qian criticized her: "You're also too biased! I think our class's 'Little Tiger Team' is pretty good!" She was referring to the three boys, Fang Xing, Wang Jian and Xiang Bin, who sang Little Tiger Team's hit song at the military training joint meeting.

  Sun Yanchun, who rarely speaks, also joined in: "Yes, Fang Xing is indeed quite handsome. And his dancing isn't bad either."

  Everyone agrees that Fang Xing is the most handsome boy in the class, and he can be considered as the class grass. This boy is the sports committee of the class, and his movements are always full of athletic vigor and handsomeness, Lin Fanghua also feels very agreeable.

  Liao Shan said again: "Let's talk about others! How is the class monitor?"

  Yang Qian said: "Dai Ping, no way! Bai has grown taller!"

  Liao Shan said: "I think it's okay!"

  Then everyone argued again about whether Dai Ping was handsome or not. Dai Ping indeed looked good, but when it came to saying he was handsome, everyone couldn't agree on the same opinion. Finally, Guo Ling said: "I think Dai Ping is the type that will definitely look very handsome after twenty years." This statement seemed a bit strange, but it got everyone's recognition.

  Lin Fanghua thought of Taiwan's famous actor Liu De Kai, who was probably this type. When he was young, he often played the male supporting role in romantic art films, which showed that although he looked okay when he was young, he wasn't very handsome. However, after he reached middle age, he suddenly became very popular and charming, with his "Fei Yun Fan" character captivating many girls.

  Fang Hua listened to them continuing their conversation while slowly falling asleep. In a half-dreaming, half-awake state, she seemed to hear Liao Shan saying: "Don't you think Liang Jiahui's eyes are particularly special? When he doesn't speak and winks at you, it's so captivating..."

  Lin Fanghua's last consciousness was: Who was it, Tony Leung's electric eye?...