It was a sunny and warm spring day. The ice and snow on the river melted and the willow trees grew green leaves madly.

The pages of books on the classroom table were turning rapidly, and the countdown to the college entrance examination hanging on the wall changed from three digits to two digits.

In the first unified examination of this semester, Shi Ling's results made a qualitative leap.

She was a little stunned when she saw her report card showing her ranking sixth in the class and in the top 100 in the grade.

After all, her grades had been improving last semester thanks to Luo Yuan and Yu Chen's teaching, but after she mastered the basic knowledge, the rate of improvement slowed down.

Moreover, she felt that her brain seemed to be working much better this semester.

The knowledge points that used to make her feel stuck were now something she could now absorb, and she could even pull out a lot of related knowledge points in her mind.

Luo Yuan told her seriously, "This is like a chemical titration curve. The changes are slow in the early stages, but once it accumulates to a certain concentration, the quantitative change will cause a qualitative change and a sudden jump will occur."

Shi Ling suddenly realized: "Oh."

Yu Chen's gaze towards Shi Ling became increasingly profound.

This was not a titration jump at all. There were many things that even Luo Yuan had not told her. It was clearly that God suddenly opened a door for her, and the things behind the door originally belonged to her.

That day in Dun City, Gu Xiuji's hypnosis on Shi Ling had some effect.

Dejected, his deskmate, Zhong Yungong, stared at his seventh-ranked report card for a long time, his eyes growing increasingly gloomy. Turning around, a warm smile appeared on his face. "Shi Ling, how did you review during your winter break? You've made rapid progress."

Fang Songzhao, who was handing out cookies everywhere, heard this and slammed a cookie on Shi Ling's desk. He puffed up his face and said angrily, "Okay, Shi Ling, we agreed not to study during the winter break, and you actually overtook us behind our backs!"

"Who told you that? I was able to overtake others thanks to the guidance of Luo Yuan, the famous teacher." Shi Ling smiled and hugged Luo Yuan's arm.

Zhong Yungong glanced at Luo Yuan. He had watched Luo Yuan's study videos at home, but the questions she taught online were all basic and not very useful to him.

He even felt that Luo Yuan, the learning anchor, was just an average lecturer, and her popularity was entirely due to her looks. If he was willing to teach, he would definitely be better than Luo Yuan, but he wouldn't waste his time teaching others. What if they surpassed him?

Zhong Yungong smiled at Shi Ling and said, "Your grades are improving so fast. Who knows, one day you might even surpass Luo Yuan."

Even though Shi Ling was slow to react, she realized that there was something wrong with what Zhong Yungong said.

But Luo Yuan just glanced at him calmly and said, "I don't know if Shi Ling will surpass you, but she has surpassed you now."

Zhong Yungong's smile froze slightly, and he couldn't help but clench the report card that had just been handed out.

Luo Yuan looked at Shi Ling, reached out and touched her head, her eyebrows curved with a smile: "Of course, it doesn't matter even if you surpass her, Shi Ling, just work hard, you should be the best."

Shi Ling was slightly startled: "Well, Luo Yuan, you are so nice to me."

Luo Yuan smiled and said, "We are friends. Of course I hope you get better and better. Only narrow-minded weaklings are afraid of being surpassed by others."

Zhong Yungong's face turned grim. Was Luo Yuan talking about him? He had kindly reminded her, but she was so ungrateful!

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After school, Shi Ling was teaching Yu Chen a mechanics problem.

Yu Chen was playing with a pen in his hand, bending over and standing beside her, listening to her explanation attentively.

Every time Shi Ling finished speaking about a point, she would turn her head to see his reaction.

The young man's profile is handsome and elegant, with a fair and cool complexion. Behind him is a green window with a loquat tree full of spring warmth. The sunlight shines through the gaps between the branches and leaves, coming in through the window, and seems to be reflected from the young man's shallow eyes, making him look gorgeous and elegant.

He nodded his porcelain-white chin slightly to show that he understood, and when he encountered something he didn't understand, he stretched out his slender fingers and gently pointed at the paper.

Behind them, Li Zhining's eyes, which could not see any light, narrowed slightly. He looked ahead indifferently, holding a pen and drawing the figures of the boy and girl in front of him on the paper.

However, the men and women in the painting are all dressed in ancient costumes, and seem to have the power of emperors.

The girl's sleeves fluttered in the wind, and she wore a plain robe that seemed to embrace all the clear shade of the sky. Cloud patterns flowed, as if the heaven and earth, mountains, rivers, sun and moon were all in her sleeves.

Behind her, a jade wheel hung high, shining brightly. On her cold and lively face, her eyes were lowered with a look of compassion, but at this moment, she was smiling.

The young man beside him was dressed in a black robe with flowing dragon patterns, and a crown covering his face. He seemed to have walked out of the dark night, his expression lonely and cold. But when his eyes fell on the girl beside him, the ice and snow melted and the dawn broke.

The girl in the painting is sitting at a desk, holding an imperial brush and sketching something. She tilts her head slightly to look at the boy next to her, as if asking for his opinion. The boy leans forward slightly and nods.

They respect each other, and although they are extremely distant and dare not touch each other, they seem to be very close, as if they are like stars and the moon, forever and ever.

Li Zhining stopped writing silently.

This was not the future she had foreseen.

But the past.

It doesn’t matter, the stars will soon return to the moon and take charge of the endless night.

Li Zhining stood up and placed the painting on Yu Chen's desk as he passed by him.

Yu Chen frowned, thinking that it was another girl who was tempted by his beauty and handed him a love letter. He was about to ask her to take the thing away, but he was slightly stunned when he saw the content on the painting.

Shi Ling and him?

This seems to be called fan art, right?

He had seen fan art of Shi Ling and Luo Yuan or Shi Ling and Qin Niao drawn online before. Those idle netizens would draw anything.

He stared at Li Zhining thoughtfully, then silently put the painting away.

Is this new girl trying to pair him with Shi Ling? Even though she's blind, she has good taste.

Zhong Yungong noticed with his sharp eyes that Yu Chen actually accepted the gift from Li Zhining, and he sneered in his heart. He thought Yu Chen liked Shi Ling very much, but he usually ignored everyone except Shi Ling. It turned out that he was just saying one thing in front of Shi Ling and another behind her back.

He immediately exposed the truth: "Yu Chen, what did Li Zhining just give you? A love letter?"

Sure enough, Shi Ling in the back row looked up with a look of excitement on his face.

Wow, Yu Chen actually received a love letter? Didn't he always return the love letters in person before?

Yu Chen glanced at Zhong Yungong coldly, then looked at Shi Ling hurriedly. Just as he was about to explain, he met her expression that looked like she wanted to eat melon, and he suddenly felt a lump in his heart.

Yu Chen took out the painting and handed it to Shi Ling, "She painted us."

The look of excitement on Shi Ling's face faded.

Li Zhining's paintings... they're not ordinary things. They have a prophetic effect.

But what the hell is this painting? Is she wearing ancient costume? The last time Li Zhining drew her wearing clothes from the Republic of China, she had traveled to that era. This costume, dressed like an emperor... but it doesn't look like it's from any particular dynasty!

Shi Ling thought about it carefully, and finally realized: This must be a cosplay costume! Only cosplay costumes have such strange shapes!