My Beloved Model

Han Luo's eyes widened. It is one of the hardest classical music pieces in the world and many professional pianists wouldn't even attempt it because of its notorious difficulty. A fourteen year old boy like Mo Yuan playing this piece would seem to be out of the question. Han Luo knew that Mo Yuan was good at playing the piano, but she didn't hear him play for six years. She looked at Mo Yuan with high expectations.

Mo Yuan smirked and walked towards the piano that was in the corner of the room. He played the whole piece elegantly, without any mistakes. When he played the critical notes, they held their breaths. They finally breathed out when he ended it with the final note.

"That was mind-blowing, big brother Yuan! You are a genius!" Han Luo clapped. She was right – no regular person could play that piece.

During the next round, Han Luo chose truth and Tang Yujin asked, "What's your type of man?"

Han Luo didn't hesitate to reply, "If I ever meet a guy like my daddy, I will marry him." Even Tang Yujin failed to be as good as her father. Mo Yuan started to wonder how good her father was to her. None of the boys knew what kind of person her father was, as they were very young when he had the accident. Even still, Han Luo still felt that her father was the closest and most caring person to her. It didn't matter to her if he was in a coma and could not communicate with her; just seeing him would put her at ease.

Next, Han Sheng Ming chose dare. Mo Yuan asked him to run around the house ten times. Everyone looked at him in surprise, even Han Luo. Tang Yujin's house was so big that even the strongest man would feel exhausted after running around the whole house. Tang Yujin began thinking if Mo Yuan had bad blood with Han Sheng Ming. He decided not to choose dare anymore.

Han Sheng Ming had to take another bath since he was drenched in sweat. It was dinner time soon, so they had to stop playing and had dinner instead. They were already tired and couldn't keep their eyes open anymore. Once they all bade goodnight, they went to their rooms.

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Summer came to an end and the next school year had begun in the United Kingdom. Fortunately, while the temperatures had somewhat dropped in September, the weather was still usually comfortable.

Han Luo arrived at school with Han Sheng Ming. It was the first time wearing her new school uniform: a maroon blazer, maroon tie, maroon skirt, and white shirt. Han Luo was feeling both thrilled and nervous but was at ease when she realized that everyone around her was all dressed the same. Even though they were all dressed the same, she had never seen such a diverse group of people at school. There were people from different backgrounds, races, and religions.

"Isn't this Sheng Ming?"

"Good morning, Sheng Ming."

"You've become even more good looking."

"How was your holiday?"

"I missed you, Sheng Ming."

The girls finally noticed Han Luo by his side. Seeing the close proximity, they gave Han Luo an envious glare.

'…What's happening?' Han Luo couldn't grasp the situation. The fact that Han Sheng Ming was going to be popular among the girls was the last thing she could ever think about.

"It has been a while, everyone! I'm feeling great! How was your holiday?" Han Sheng Ming was friendly with everyone. After coming to school, it seemed like he got back his life.

Seeing his smile, the girls started to giggle.

"Ahh! Sheng Ming is smiling!"

"He is so fit!"

"Sheng always be *peng."

One girl finally asked him, "Sheng Ming, who is this girl with you? She's from your country, isn't it?"

"Ah, yes, she is my little sister, Luo Han." Han Sheng Ming grinned. "She is the new transfer student and is in year 9."

The girls' attitude completely changed from before. They exclaimed, "Sister?!" Soon, they began to praise her.

"Oh my gosh, she is your little sister!"

"I never knew Sheng-Sheng had a little sister!"

"I once heard that Sheng Ming had younger sisters. She must be the youngest one."

"Oh my God, she is so cute!"

"She looks like a doll."

"Is your name Luo? Luo, nice to meet you. I'm Aria."

"Hey there, my name's Dana."

"The name's Catherine! Nice to meet you."

"Let's get along well, okay Luo?"

"Ah… yes, yes!" Han Luo was overwhelmed. She was prepared for any event, but she wasn't prepared for this. Suddenly, she became even more nervous than she was earlier. Before she could step inside the school, the whole school found out about her existence.

She was saved by Tang Yujin and Mo Yuan, who had come to Han Luo and Han Sheng Ming. Tang Yujin was kindly smiling at the girls while Mo Yuan completely ignored them all. One looked like a sunny day in the summer while the other one looked like a snowstorm of the South Pole.

The girls were happy to get close to Tang Yujin but because of Mo Yuan's coldness, they wouldn't dare to get too close. They wished Tang Yujin wasn't with his friend all the time. Unknown to them, Tang Yujin was using his friend as a shield.

When Mo Yuan saw Han Sheng Ming and Han Luo, he was finally put at ease. He hastily walked closer. Subconsciously, Han Luo also saw them coming closer and relaxed. He took her hand and whispered, "Let me take you to class."

*Peng in this context is London slang for 'good looking'