Chapter 67: Uncle and nephew hide the truth from each other and get full marks in the first test
That night.
After eating and drinking his fill, Jiang Xiaodi lay on the upper bunk with a small quilt draped over his round belly.
"Sister, are you asleep?"
“…”
"I know you weren't asleep. I heard you move just now."
"……oh."
"Sister..." Jiang Xiaodi scratched the quilt with his right index finger, staring at the ceiling in the dark, with a small curve at the corner of his mouth.
"Just say what you want to say. Are you hesitating again?"
"...No." Jiang Xiaodi was embarrassed.
"Um."
"Sister, I feel so happy." The child's soft and timid voice was full of happiness and contentment.
In the darkness, Jiang Fuyue paused noticeably.
happiness?
"...Are you happy just by having enough to eat?" That's too low a request.
Jiang Xiaodi: "Besides this, there is more!"
Jiang Fuyue: "What's the matter?"
"With you, my parents, and us as a family, we are together." After saying that, he asked, "Sister, do you feel happy?"
There was no response in the darkness.
Jiang Xiaodi also calmed down.
After a while, a faint voice came from the lower bunk: "...Hmm."
But Jiang Chenxing was already fast asleep.
Under the same night sky, Yutian Huafu in Linnan District was bathed in moonlight and fell into silence.
In the detached villa located in the northeast corner, the lights were still on in the bedroom on the second floor.
Xie Dingyuan looked at the bruises on his back in the mirror, then put on his pajamas and slowly buttoned up the last button.
As he raised his hands higher and higher, he suddenly felt a muscle being pulled, and a dull pain came from the inside of his back arm. He paused and continued to smooth out the wrinkles on the collar until the cloth was stretched, then he lowered his hands to his sides.
During this time, the man's face remained expressionless.
The painful place was the one where Jiang Fuyue had grabbed him before.
A high school girl, weighing less than 100 pounds, but very strong!
The next day, Zhong Ziang went downstairs wearing a scarf, wrapping his neck tightly. Of course, his chin could also be buried in it.
Xie Dingyuan looked at his nose with his eyes, and his heart with his nose, and said nothing.
Aunt Liu's suspicious gaze switched back and forth between her nephew and uncle, and finally she leaned out of the window and looked up at the sky.
The sun is scorching, it is indeed the height of summer.
That……
Why does one wear long sleeves and the other a scarf?
Liu Ma: I suspect I haven’t woken up yet and am still dreaming.
…
On July 27, half a month had passed since the first round of the physical competition.
The rankings and results are out.
There were 13 students from No. 1 Middle School who took the exam, with a total score of 200, and all of them exceeded the passing score of 120.
Among them, there are as many as 9 people in the high score segment of 150-200!
Hou Siyuan, who was vomiting during training, scored 162 points. When he heard the score, he was stunned.
After reacting, he pulled Meng Zhijian to confirm again and again: "Teacher Meng, are you sure you didn't see it wrong? Are you not wearing glasses? Or... did you mix up my name with someone else's? How could I get 162? How could I get 162?! I don't deserve it!"
Meng Zhijian's mouth twitched, and he slammed the report card in front of him: "Take it and get out!"
Hou Siyuan picked it up, looked at it for a few dazed seconds, and then... rolled away with a smile.
Liu Bowen made a mistake on the last big question and only scored 185, but it was still within his expectations.
So, I accepted the result calmly.
Meng Zhijian: "Keep working hard, the future is promising."
Liu Bowen smiled and nodded: "Thank you, teacher. I will try my best."
As for Ling Xuan, there is no need to say more. His high score of 196 is rare in previous years.
Meng Zhijian: "...Congratulations, you're third in the city. If you can maintain this level in the semi-finals and finals, then this year's summer camp is a sure thing."
Ling Xuan hummed lightly and looked at the report card in his hand, but there was no joy in his eyes.
"What's wrong? Do you have any questions?" Meng Zhijian asked, noticing that he looked unwell.
"I can't figure out where the four points were deducted."
"According to the rules, the competition papers cannot be reviewed... However, I suggest you ask Jiang Fuyue."
"Ask her?" Ling Xuan raised his eyebrows.
"Yes, ask her. She's one of the two people in the city who got full marks this year, tied for first place with Feng Kaixuan from No. 2 Middle School."
They were said to be tied, but now the news has spread to several middle schools. Jiang Fuyue handed in his paper and left after 40 minutes of the exam, while Feng Kaixuan studied from beginning to end and did not put down his pen until the bell rang. It was immediately clear who had a higher score.
After hearing this, Ling Xuan's expression seemed even more complicated than before.
"...Thank you, Teacher Meng. I know what to do now."
"That's good."
"Jiang Fuyue, she..." Ling Xuan paused, his eyes flickering slightly, "Is she here?"
Meng Zhijian shook his head: "He said he was busy and would come to get his report card on Monday."
Oh……
Ling Xuan lowered his eyes, curled his lips silently, but his eyes were full of mockery.
They couldn't wait to know their scores, and even though it was Saturday off, they ran back to school excitedly.
She was calm and composed, as if she didn't care at all. Even if she got full marks, it would probably be nothing more than that in her eyes.
When Ling Xuan heard Jiang Fuyue's results, he didn't feel that he had lost, but now he was shocked to realize that he might not even be qualified to "lose".
Because Jiang Fuyue never competed with him from the beginning to the end, he was the one who was competing unilaterally all the time.
You treat others as your rivals, as your enemies, but they don't even know who you are. This feeling...
More frustrating than losing!
As Ling Xuan stepped out of the office, Sun Cheng stretched out his arm to him. He had come with Ling Xuan to get his report card today. They had agreed to go to the mountain to drive a Martin in the afternoon.
"196, brother. I haven't participated in any competition for more than a year. I didn't expect that you are still in good shape. That's awesome!" Before Ling Xuan came out, he knew the result from others.
Ling Xuan's reaction was indifferent.
Sun Cheng couldn't help but glance at him twice more. "What's going on? You're almost at full marks, yet you're still so unhappy?"
Ling Xuan's eyes darkened. "It's only close, not a perfect score. What's so exciting about it?"
"Tsk, have you been fighting for a perfect score lately? I've never seen you being so demanding of yourself before..."
Sun Cheng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought of something: "Could it be because of Jiang——"
"Shut up!"
"Tsk tsk, this is a case of trying to cover up one's own guilt."
Ling Xuan: “…”
"By the way, how many points did Jiang Fuyue get this time? It can't be full... uh! points again, right?"
Ling Xuan grinned, "What do you say?"
"Holy crap!" Sun Cheng was shocked. "Is that a perfect score?"
Ling Xuan strode forward, leaving him with a cold look at the back of his head.
Sun Cheng: What? You don’t want to hear it, but you don’t let others say it…
However, he still wanted to shout: "The goddess is awesome!"
Ling Xuan turned back coldly: "Are you leaving or not? The Martin car is not running this afternoon?"
Sun Cheng snorted: "Pretend! Keep pretending! Admit it, you're just jealous."
Yu Wenzhou, who had rushed to the office from home, was equally shocked. "...What time? I didn't hear it clearly on the phone. Can you say it again?"
Meng Zhijian: "200, full marks." After saying that, he handed over the transcript.
Yu Wenzhou read it once, blinked, and read it a second time.
He did this several times, and finally, he exaggeratedly covered his chest, and after a long while, he managed to utter, "You said this child... How come she is so proud?!"
(End of this chapter)
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