The training camp was held at Yishi No. 8 Middle School, which is larger than Yishi No. 1 Middle School and is said to be the key high school with the highest college entrance examination pass rate in the area, with obvious resource allocation.
The newly built teaching building stands beside the spacious playground, looking brand new and beautiful.
The bright white walls and the interconnected corridors even have an indescribable sense of technology.
From the moment Dai Wei entered the school, she was struck by how much it differed from their dilapidated No. 7 Middle School, suggesting an economic gap of at least fifty years.
However, thanks to the training camp, she can enjoy the benefits of being fifty years ahead of others.
The study room for the intensive training was located in that new teaching building.
When they arrived, they suddenly realized that they weren't the only ones participating in the training course; students from all the high schools in Yishi who were participating in the competition were also there, with the largest number from No. 8 High School, who were also the easiest to identify.
Because everyone wears their school uniform at their own school.
However, it's understandable; given the strength of Yishi No. 8 Middle School, it would be strange if there were few students.
In short, the study room suddenly became incredibly lively.
The training program was actually quite simple: the teacher would guide us through reviewing some key points and then we would do some practice exercises.
Some people are serious, some are casual; Pei Xi is both, yet neither.
Do your best within your capabilities, but don't push yourself. Leave the rest to fate and don't force yourself to achieve a certain ranking.
Therefore, she maintains a good mindset when facing any exam.
After the competition teacher finished the lesson, he told everyone that they could stay and study for the rest of the time, as long as they left before the school ended.
A commotion erupted in the classroom. A few people remained firmly in their seats, while the rest began packing their things.
After all, competitions are ultimately about intelligence, and last-minute cramming is not very useful.
Dai Wei quickly packed up her books and notes, stuffed them into her schoolbag, and began craning her neck to look around.
She looked around, then exclaimed "Huh?" and patted Pei Xi on the shoulder. "Where's that handsome guy from your school? Did he not come?"
Logically speaking, Jiang Cheng's looks are so striking that he could be spotted anywhere on the playground.
We've circled around several times and still haven't found it, which means it's really not there.
Pei Xi paused in packing his schoolbag, then looked around the large classroom, but couldn't find Jiang Cheng anywhere.
He really didn't come?
But then I thought about it again, and the training camp wasn't as strict as school, so this really does seem like something he would do.
So Pei Xi said while zipping up his backpack, "He probably doesn't need to go to class."
Dai Wei was taken aback. Although all the participants in the competition were top students, judging from Pei Xi's tone, it seemed that he knew him quite well and thought he was even more capable than the others.
Dai Wei immediately became interested. She moved closer to Pei Xi and asked with a wink, "You two seem to know each other quite well?"
Pei Xi was taken aback, momentarily stunned by her sudden question.
Then I thought about it for a moment and wondered how to define the concept of familiarity.
Is it enough to call someone a regular friend "familiar," or is it only considered "familiar" if you're closer to them?
But no matter how you define it, it seems impossible to describe her and Jiang Cheng as "familiar".
Despite having some ambiguous dreams, in the end, she and Jiang Cheng... shouldn't even be considered friends.
So she denied it to Dai Wei, saying, "We're not that close, just classmates from the same school."
Dai Wei said "Oh". To be honest, judging from the way the two of them looked, they hadn't exchanged a single word on the bus and didn't seem to be very familiar with each other.
Dai Wei suddenly realized that she had been calling him "handsome guy" all along, but she didn't even know his name.
I heard the teacher call my name before, but I didn't remember. I vaguely remembered that the surname was Jiang, but I didn't know which character it was.
She asked Pei Xi, "You must know that handsome guy's name, right?"
Pei Xi nodded and replied, "Jiang Cheng."
"Which word?" Dai Wei asked.
“Jiang, the river; Cheng…” Pei Xi paused, then said, “Cheng, the promise.”
"Jiang Cheng..." Dai Wei repeated, frowning as she read it aloud, finding the name increasingly familiar.
"Jiang Cheng..." Suddenly, Dai Wei raised her voice, her face full of excitement, "I remember now! Back in the second semester of my junior year, in the city-wide joint exam, the first place winner was named Jiang Cheng!"
"I even saw it on the list! I was wondering why that name sounded so familiar, like I'd heard it somewhere before," Dai Wei chuckled. "Thanks to my amazing memory, I remembered it right away!"
Pei Xi knew about the exam Dai Wei mentioned.
During the summer vacation, Pei Zhi kept saying that his overall score was 30 points lower than Jiang Cheng's, and that he had fallen far behind Jiang Cheng, and that he didn't want to live anymore.
Of course, this only applies to wailing and lamenting in front of her; once outside the house, he's still a tough, unyielding hero, ready to fight tooth and nail.
"It's a pity he didn't come. He should have come and broadened the horizons of these bookworms in Yi City." Dai Wei sighed with regret, then looked at Pei Xi, her eyes lighting up again. "But since you came, it's good that you broadened their horizons too."
She wasn't exaggerating; she genuinely thought Pei Xi was good-looking.
From the first moment she saw him, Pei Xi's face captivated this beauty enthusiast's heart.
Dai Wei had noticed that since Pei Xi entered the classroom, many male students had been secretly turning their heads to look at her, especially Gao Jialiang, who was so attentive that he almost twisted his neck off.
As if on cue, Gao Jialiang walked over with his hands in his pockets and covered in logos, still sporting a grin. "Ladies, how about we go out for dinner later? My treat."
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