Last week, all senior high school students in Haicheng took a mock joint exam, and the results were just released today. Taking advantage of the week's holiday, the teachers asked the students to take their report cards home for their parents to sign.
The food in the restaurant didn't taste good anymore. Liu Siyi held her newly received report card, on the verge of tears, "It's all over, it's all over."
The full score is 660, and she hasn't even reached 450.
"When my parents see my grades, they'll definitely give me a double dressing-down, and my brother will just add fuel to the fire..."
She simply couldn't bear to imagine what that scene would be like.
Her parents were both top students with scores of 650 or higher back then, and their intelligence was passed down to her brother, so she inherited it and ended up with a negative result.
LOL, they didn't leave her anything.
Before she could even look at Fang Zhi's score, Liu Siyi peeked out and asked, "Zhi Zhi, what was your score?"
It was such a coincidence that she didn't know how to broach the subject. She swallowed her food and handed the report card to Liu Siyi.
"520?" Liu Siyi exclaimed in surprise, "Zhizhi, did you calculate the score on your fingers? Why so romantic? Are you confessing your love to the college entrance exam?"
All eyes turned to Fang Zhi, and the girl blushed slightly. "No, Siyi, keep your voice down."
She didn't want to either; ever since her brother went to university, Qi Shen's name had been listed as her guardian.
I haven't even figured out what happened with that kiss, and now I need him to sign this grade on my report card...
I just hope he doesn't understand the jokes young people use.
Jiang Yu, after getting his food, glanced at Fang Zhi, whose head was almost touching the table, and he stood out in the crowd.
He left his companions and walked toward her.
"What a coincidence, Fang, we've run into each other again." Jiang Yu smiled smugly. "You don't mind if I sit next to you, do you?"
Fang Zhi stiffened and didn't look up.
It wasn't a coincidence; ever since he helped her out of that predicament last time, Jiang Yu had been appearing by her side from time to time.
He never said or did anything excessive, and since he had helped her, she couldn't refuse him even if she wanted to.
Liu Siyi glanced at Fang Zhi, who remained silent with his lips pursed, then at the standing boy, "This..."
She had barely uttered a word when the boy put his plate on the table and sat down.
"I'll take Fang's silence as agreement."
Fang Zhi: "..." She refused to do it again.
Liu Siyi: "??" 6. Tomorrow I will change my surname to Fang.
Seeing the report card on the table, he raised an eyebrow. "Are you guys discussing grades?"
Liu Siyi secretly held a grudge and remained silent.
Fang Zhi looked up at the person opposite her, puffed out her cheeks, and said, "Fang, could you please ask again if you mind?"
Jiang Yu's gaze lazily swept over the girl's fair and flawless face. He smiled slightly, parted his thin lips, and calmly uttered two words, "No."
Isn't it obvious? If he asks again, the little rabbit will kick him out. He's not stupid.
Only then did I realize that the fortress of courage I had built in my heart had collapsed with a crash. Okay, fine, I guess I can't just give up.
Looking at the girl's frustrated and angry expression, Jiang Yu subtly curved his lips into a smile.
He didn't believe in love at first sight, but the more he looked at her, the cuter she seemed, and he really wanted to reach out and pinch her cheek.
Try it out and see if it feels as good as you imagined.
With another person they couldn't ignore sitting opposite them, Liu Siyi and Fang Zhi reduced their conversation.
Only Jiang Yu tirelessly kept bringing up topics.
Before the girl finished eating and was about to leave, he glanced at her report card; her grades were actually quite good.
He knew that Fang Zhi was an art student, and her current score was high enough for her to get into a top school.
For the first time, Jiang Yu felt troubled by his grades.
When the students returned to their classroom after lunch today, they discovered something unprecedented.
A handsome young man who dislikes studying is hunched over his desk doing problems, with densely packed formulas written all around him.
The students were stunned.
"Did our teacher bring in a feng shui master to change the classroom's feng shui while we were eating?"
"Is feng shui really that magical? With our homeroom teacher's temper, he probably hired a Miao witch doctor to cast a spell."
"That makes sense." Seeing that only one person in the back row was studying diligently, while the others were doing whatever they wanted, the classmate asked again, "Then why was Jiang Yuze the only one to be given a pass?"
"The Gu is too expensive. The homeroom teacher's salary is only enough to buy one. We'll save the leader."
Finally, someone couldn't resist their curiosity and asked Jiang Yuzhe's henchman for information, "What's wrong with Brother Jiang? Is he having a nightmare?"
The follower looked up leisurely. "Two pieces of news."
"What news?"
Good news: Brother Jiang has someone he likes.
"And the bad news?"
"He had a crush on someone near graduation. The girl he liked had grades that were equivalent to three Jiang brothers."
Classmate: "Got it." Striving for love and working hard, I never expected that Brother Jiang, who was always so arrogant, was actually a love-struck fool.
They were discussing it quietly to the side.
The protagonist being discussed angrily shouted out the answer.
"What the hell is this? How can a bunch of English letters produce a number?"
The classmate and his follower exchanged a glance, their meaning clear:
Sure enough, grades don't improve just because you suddenly develop a romantic mindset.
......
On Friday after school, the setting sun painted the sky red.
Liu Siyi waited for Fang Zhi to leave the school gate together.
"My birthday is coming up soon, so don't forget to tell your brother when you go back this time."
"Don't worry, I won't forget this time."
"Oh well, never mind." Liu Siyi ran her fingers through her hair. "I'll text you again to remind you when I get back today."
A black Bentley sat quietly by the roadside. Qi Shen sat inside, his handsome, well-defined face turned to the side as he looked at the crowd through the half-closed window, his expression unreadable.
Among a group of energetic students, his little girl and her friend, a short-haired girl, were holding hands.
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