"It must be your twisted sense of humor, right? You're right, aren't you? Some kind-faced but ruthless guy!"

Jiang Yu blushed. She even felt that the gazes around her had become somewhat amused, making her feel uncomfortable all over. She wanted to keep shaking off all those gazes.

She didn't believe that Xia Che had come up with this explanation after careful consideration.

It's obvious they're just playing with themselves!

"That's really not it."

Xia Che tried to stay focused, shaking his head expressionlessly, even though he was secretly overjoyed.

You know what...

The person who came up with this excuse is a genius!

You're really something, Ning Zheyuan...

Xia Che tried to glance up at the ceiling, not daring to look at Jiang Yu. He was afraid that if he saw that cute little face with a sullen expression, he would really burst out laughing.

At that point, no matter how much you try to argue, the other party will think it was your idea.

"snort……"

Jiang Yu gritted her teeth, but the whole class was applauding for her, and even if it wasn't for psychological reasons, it had to be now.

It has to be!

She could only force a smile to appear less depressed, responding to the kindness shown by her classmates.

Chu Yuying is right!

Xia Che is just a kind-faced but cunning blond guy with a belly full of bad intentions!

"Okay, that's enough..."

As the applause gradually subsided, the homeroom teacher was very patient. She did not interrupt the continuous applause just because she wanted to leave work. Instead, she stood quietly on the podium, smiling as she waited for the applause to disappear.

A pair of gentle, kind eyes remained fixed on Jiang Yu's face.

This poor girl has finally ushered in the spring of her life.

She would have been saddened by Jiang Yu's misfortune at such a young age, but now it seems there's hope for the future.

That subway train heading towards spring has started its journey anew.

Although Jiang Yu's train was a little late compared to those punctual subways, it didn't matter.

Everyone's destination is the same.

The homeroom teacher was genuinely happy for Jiang Yu's bright future.

"Today's class meeting only has this one item on the agenda. When you come back to school the day after tomorrow, the specific class assignment information will be announced on the playground. Many of you will be transferred to a completely new class, while some children will continue to stay in Class 7. But no matter what... I hope that you will not be discouraged by this small test."

"Children, life is a wilderness, a landscape, a beautiful painting with green trees and blue sky."

"It's not a score, and it doesn't mean anything. If you do well, celebrate and leave happily. If you do poorly, it's okay, I'll still be here."

The homeroom teacher paused, and for some reason, her originally calm voice suddenly trembled slightly. Her calm emotions suddenly fluctuated, and she couldn't even explain why.

The classroom became quiet.

The students, who had initially found the homeroom teacher long-winded and were eager to leave school, were now sitting up straighter than anyone else, with a hint of starlight in their eyes.

"Grades are important because they represent your achievements at this stage. You need to value them and strive to achieve better results. Your efforts need to be proven by them, but they are not the whole story of your life. Everyone has a different way of living. No one can dictate what a qualified life should be like. There are countless choices, and it doesn't matter which one you choose."

"And you are the masters who can make this choice."

"Remember, life has a much higher margin for error than you imagine. Don't think the sky is falling just because you didn't do well on a test. It won't. Take a shower, drink a cup of hot milk, and have a good night's sleep... The sun will still rise the next day, and nothing will change."

The homeroom teacher let out a deep breath, realizing that she had said more than she had expected.

But humans are not plants or trees; how can they be without feelings?

The students spend most of their time at school every day, so they have a deep bond, but isn't she, as their homeroom teacher, the same?

She is the primary person in charge of everything that happens in Class 7; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call her the parent of Class 7, as each student is like her child.

Every human being has feelings.

The start of this placement test simultaneously signaled the beginning of the countdown to our separation.

Some of them will definitely leave, that's for sure.

The thought of having a new, completely unfamiliar group of students in the classroom when the next class begins made the homeroom teacher instinctively want to prolong the class meeting, hoping to slow down the actual farewell a little bit more.

Before this, the homeroom teacher was someone who only cared about grades, but at this moment, for the first time, she put aside her obsession with grades.

Instead of putting pressure on them and then getting a good result in return.

The homeroom teacher hopes that they will not be under too much pressure. Even if their grades are slightly worse, at least no student will do anything foolish in a moment of impulsiveness because they did not perform well.

Teenagers are like this: their world is not that big. Some trivial things that seem insignificant to adults can completely shatter their still immature and immature worldview when they happen to them.

In the face of life and death, nothing else matters.

As long as they don't die, they'll all just get scratches.

Inside the classroom, a sorrowful feeling of parting spread rapidly, accompanied by faint, scattered sobs.

There are both men and women.

"Xia Che, I think I've been infected too. How about... we don't go to Class 1 and stay in Class 7 instead?"

Jiang Yu moved her fingers and gently scratched Xia Che's palm.

It was at this moment that Jiang Yu, coming to her senses, realized that Xia Che had never let go of her hand from beginning to end.

Xia Che's grip was just right; it wasn't too tight and would hurt her, but it wasn't too loose either, so she would let go if she tried to pull away.

Xia Che didn't lie to himself...

Instead, they believed their own words and resolutely chose themselves time and time again.

Jiang Yu suddenly felt a soft spot deep within her heart being struck.

An indescribable sweetness filled her heart, diluting some of the sadness. She turned to look at the boy beside her, her beautiful eyes slightly narrowed, the sweetness inside almost overflowing.

"I'm fine with anything, I'll go wherever you go."

Xia Che didn't feel much. His personality was naturally rational, and it was just a matter of being reassigned to a different class. If he were to be so upset about something like that that he couldn't move on...

So what should we do about the upcoming college entrance examination?

It's just a matter of being assigned to a different class; we can still be in the same school.

But after the college entrance exam, we'll be scattered all over the country, and it will be difficult to meet again in this lifetime.

But Xia Che, being rational, wouldn't deliberately jump out at this moment and mock others for being too naive.