Chapter 66 Conflict Their high school career is coming to an end. ...

"What can we do? He's talented. We can't pass the exam even if we study hard. We're just unlucky to be in the same class with him." One of the boys with a crew cut said sourly.

Yu Xiang felt that this person looked familiar, but he couldn't remember his name. However, his grades seemed to be pretty good.

"He's won so much money in various competitions. Can't this on-campus scholarship be given to someone more in need? My family's financial situation is limited, so they hope I can get more scholarship money."

"And I heard his family is quite rich..."

Hearing this, Yu Xiang finally couldn't stand it anymore. He simply stopped and turned around, looking directly at the two boys, and said coldly: "Poor students should apply for financial aid. Why should others give up the scholarship for you?"

The two boys were startled by Yu Xiang's voice, but after they recovered, they regained their composure and said, "No, what does it have to do with you? I didn't say anything about you."

One of them recognized Yu Xiang, but didn't take him seriously. "Oh, aren't you that Yu Xiang from Class 4? The scholarship has nothing to do with you. So, stay out of this, okay?"

"I'm sorry, but the Progress Award actually has something to do with me." Yu Xiang, who was a full head taller than them, glanced down at them. "I just happened to be passing by and overheard your outrageous speech. I just couldn't bear it any longer."

"you--"

"Hey, don't get so angry," Yu Xiang interrupted the exasperated boy coldly. "You blame others for your own incompetence, and you don't dare say it in front of others. Isn't that just the behavior of a mean person?"

"Try saying that again?!" the man with the crew cut said angrily, his face flushed red.

Yu Xiang wasn't intimidated by him at all: "You still want people to give you the scholarship? Isn't that just begging? According to what you said, if he doesn't get the special scholarship, then you should get it? Then you should be able to get first class, right? The difference between first class and special class is only a few hundred dollars. Are you missing those few hundred dollars?"

"Shut up!" The man with a crew cut was really anxious and raised his fist as if to hit Yu Xiang in the face.

His original intention was just to scare him and kill his fighting spirit, but he didn't expect Yu Xiang to have no intention of hiding at all. He stood motionless with an expressionless face and looked indifferent.

This made him feel even more aggrieved - he didn't dare to really fight.

"What are you doing?!" Zhang Miao and Fang Chengyu, who had just emerged from the classroom, saw this scene and rushed over without a second thought to block Yu Xiang. "There are surveillance cameras in the corridor. You want to rebel? Want to fight outside the school? Let us fight you."

"It's okay. They don't dare to do anything. If they do, they'll lose their scholarships forever." Yu Xiang patted Zhang Miao's shoulder from behind. "Let's go. It'll be troublesome if we attract the teacher later."

"Huh? What the hell?" Fang Chengyu was confused. "What does this have to do with the scholarship?"

However, Zhang Miao recognized the two people: "Oh, I know, aren't these the two top students from Class 5? They are top students, but they are so uncivilized. They are nowhere near as good as our class brother Jiang. No wonder they always score lower than our brother Jiang in the exams."

These words undoubtedly hit the sore spot of the two people, making their faces, which were already not very good-looking due to Yu Xiang's scolding, even uglier, as if they had eaten a fly.

But because the other party had so many people and they were afraid that they would really attract the teacher, they didn't dare to do it again. They could only say "I don't want to bother with you" and return to the classroom.

"Are those two crazy?" Zhang Miao decisively raised his middle finger at their backs. Then he turned to Yu Xiang, looked him up and down, and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that he was unharmed. "Why did Brother Yu get into a fight with them? What happened?"

"Yes, you know them?" Fang Chengyu asked curiously.

Yu Xiang gave them a brief description of what had happened.

"Fuck, how shameless!" Zhang Miao exclaimed after hearing this. "They're just like dead pigs that aren't afraid of boiling water. They're just jealous."

"That's incredible." Fang Chengyu was also amazed. "Let's hang them up on the campus wall so that the whole school knows what kind of people they are."

"It's okay. They should have learned their lesson after this." Yu Xiang continued walking forward. "Don't let Jiang Ci know about this."

"Ah? Why?" Zhang Miao asked puzzledly.

"It affects my mood and brings bad luck."

"Yeah, it's unlucky indeed," Zhang Miao agreed. "But why did he take the day off today? Is he sick?"

"No, his grandfather passed away." Yu Xiang sighed softly.

"Ah..." Zhang Miao had never expected this to happen. "My condolences."

"Yes, I will tell him for you."

"Okay...Brother Yu, where are you going now?"

"Bathroom. Wanna join me?"

"That's a must."

“…”

As soon as the noon bell rang, Yu Xiang stood up and prepared to leave, staring at Fan Zhengqing, who was about to delay the class, and said, "Some students, please don't go too far. I haven't even announced the end of get out of class yet."

Yu Xiang was stunned: "But the bell has already rung."

Fan Zhengqing's face darkened: "Does the ringtone have the final say, or do I?"

When Fan Zhengqing made this expression, the whole class felt uneasy. They all focused their attention on Yu Xiang and gave him a thumbs up in their hearts.

warrior.

"Isn't Brother Yu usually afraid of Demon King Fan? Why are you so aggressive today?" Fang Chengyu leaned close to Zhang Miao's ear calmly, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

"How should I know? But Brother Yu has been acting strangely all morning, just like that air conditioner." Zhang Miao replied in a low voice.

"Is it because Brother Jiang didn't come that you're in a bad mood?"

"perhaps?"

Yu Xiang met Fan Zhengqing's serious gaze and replied calmly, "But you said before that the ringing sound was an order."

Fan Zhengqing choked: "..."

But Yu Xiang added fuel to the fire: "He said it more than once."

Fan Zhengqing's face turned green.

He did say it more than once—but they were all referring to the bells for preparation and class.

"Okay, get out of class is over." He knew he was in the wrong, so he didn't continue to make things difficult for Yu Xiang. He waved his hand and announced the end of get out of class.

At this point, the students in Class Four could finally put their minds at ease and began to pack up their things. The dormitory students took off and prepared to rush to the cafeteria to eat.

Yu Xiang returned home empty-handed as quickly as possible.

Chen Xiaomei and Yu Jinsheng had been waiting for him at home for a long time. When they saw him come back, they invited him to go next door to attend Mr. Jiang's funeral.

When Yu Xiang walked over, the first person he saw was Jiang Ci, who was wearing a black suit and standing upright next to Jiang Yi and Luo Fang. Very close to him, there was a photo of old man Jiang. He was smiling kindly in the photo, and the smile overlapped with the one in Yu Xiang's memory.

Jiang Ci also noticed Yu Xiang's arrival and looked at him.

Their eyes met briefly, then they separated very measuredly.

Yu Xiang, holding a bouquet of white chrysanthemums in his hand, walked to the portrait of Mr. Jiang, bowed deeply, and then arranged the flowers carefully.

Although he didn't say anything, Jiang Ci clearly saw Yu Xiang's lips move.

What he said was, "Goodbye, Grandpa."

After that, it took Yu Xiang a whole month to gradually accept this result, and the same was true for Jiang Ci.

In a few months, the college entrance examination will be approaching.

The incessant chirping of cicadas has announced the arrival of graduation season. The closer the college entrance examination is to the senior high school students, the more restless they become, and there are more and more contraband in the class - they have become very impatient with their studies by this point, and many of them have started to tinker with various things that have nothing to do with studying.

For example, during a break, you could hear Lei Wanquan yelling in frustration, "Lu Ziyang! Don't use a broom as a guitar and sing in the back! Do you think you're cool like that?! And that guy? Don't put a garbage bag over your head!"

In addition, more and more people are distracted in class, and Yu Xiang is one of them.

When he came back to his senses from his fantasy for the nth time, he had no idea what question the teacher was talking about.

He flipped through the test paper on the table several times but couldn't find the exact same questions as those on the PPT. Just as he was confused, he heard Jiang Ci's helpless reminder from the side: "Don't flip through it anymore, the teacher has already moved on to the next one."

Yu Xiang paused as he flipped through the test paper, his lips curled awkwardly: "...Really?"

"It's so annoying. Can I take the college entrance examination tomorrow? I really can't stand it anymore." One evening a week before the college entrance examination, Fang Chengyu sighed and wailed.

"Let's finish it quickly—" Zhang Miao also echoed.

They just said this, but their expressions changed immediately the day before the exam.

"What? Why is the college entrance exam tomorrow? My physics score is not even as big as my shoe size! Help!"

Yu Xiang glanced at the two people who were crying and shouting speechlessly: "I vaguely remember that you two didn't look like this last week."

Zhang Miao smiled charmingly: "People change."

Fang Chengyu said disdainfully: "Sanshui, I beg you not to laugh so disgustingly."

Zhang Miao: “?”

Zhang Miao: "What are you talking about! I'm telling you, Lao Fang, if we can pass, then we'll pass. If we can't, we'll just switch seats!"

"Who are you trying to scare? Do you think I like sitting with you?"

"How despicable! Just wait, I'm going to expose your dark history to the world!"

"Oh my, I'm so scared. By the way, last winter you told me you weren't feeling well and had trouble breathing. It was actually because you wore your sweater inside out, but I didn't tell you, hahahaha—"

“??? That’s too much!”

Jiang Ci and Yu Xiang listened silently for a while, and then tacitly kept a distance from them, pretending that they were not familiar with them.

Their high school careers are coming to an end.

A week after the college entrance examination, Yu Xiang basically slept from morning till night. His long sleep time scared Chen Xiaomei, who had to go in every few hours to check if her son was still alive.

These days only ended on the day I had to return to school to attend the graduation ceremony.

"Yu Xiang, hurry up and get up! Don't you have to go back to school for the graduation ceremony today?" Ms. Chen Xiaomei rushed into Yu Xiang's room early in the morning with a feather duster and called him to get up. "Hurry up and get up! Xiao Ci asked me to tell you that he has something to do and needs to go to school first. Remember not to be late."

"Mom... the graduation ceremony doesn't start until nine o'clock, and it's only seven now." Yu Xiang's eyes were still blurry. He struggled to remember but failed. "I'll sleep a little longer."