When Sheng Yan woke up the next morning, he found himself in Qin Zigui's bed again.
He didn't know why, but he stayed at Qin Zigui's house for three days and slept in Qin Zigui's bed for three days. Every morning when he woke up, he didn't see Qin Zigui, and there wasn't even a trace of them sleeping in the same bed.
Is this person avoiding sleeping with me because they dislike me?
That shouldn't be the case. If he disliked me, he wouldn't have begged me to make up with him yesterday.
Thinking about how the two of them had made up, Sheng Yan turned over and looked out the window. He found that today was a rare sunny day in Nanwu. The morning light of six or seven o'clock lazily poured through the French windows, making the room bright and clear. Even the noisy cicadas sounded a bit more pleasant.
very nice.
Shengyan refers to today's weather.
He wondered if there really was a Guanyin Bodhisattva protecting him, otherwise how could Qin Zigui have actually reconciled with him just two days ago after he made a wish on his birthday to make up with her?
Or, as Ms. Xu said, he was born lucky and blessed in everything he did.
Anyway, Sheng Yan just felt really good today.
So, unusually, I didn't sleep in. After washing up, I found that all my wrong answers on my desk had been corrected and I had even added notes on the key points. My mood immediately improved.
Sure enough, July was his lucky month.
The "Wish Fulfilled" app marked the beginning of his journey to the pinnacle of his life.
Sheng Yan packed his schoolbag with a refreshed expression, put on the doorknob, and pushed the door open. As soon as he entered the dining room, Qin Zigui, who was packing breakfast, looked up at him and asked, "Would you like milk or soy milk today?"
"milk."
Grow taller.
Upon hearing the reply, Qin Zigui took out two cartons of milk and put them into the breakfast bag along with two lunch boxes: "Let's go, don't be late."
Before they were divided into classes in the first year of high school, this was how the two of them would go to school every morning: Qin Zigui would get up first, tidy everything up, pack breakfast, and then go to the opposite door to get Sheng Yan up and go to school. They would then eat breakfast together in the classroom.
It's been such a long time since I've had this day.
But something seems off.
"Can you walk now?" Sheng Yan asked, looking at Qin Zigui who seemed to be standing by the table without any problems.
Qin Zigui answered naturally: "Yes, it suddenly didn't hurt as much after I got up today. As long as I don't do any strenuous activities or walk too fast, it's basically fine. Maybe the medicine I was prescribed yesterday is working."
What kind of miraculous medicine could have such an effect?
Unless it's a supernatural or magical power.
Thinking back to how Qin Zigui had acted like he couldn't walk without him last night, Sheng Yan opened the "Wish Fulfilled" app with some disbelief.
Sure enough, the second pot of daisies in the garden also bloomed.
The message bar displays: [Congratulations, host! Due to a fortuitous encounter, your character's favorability has been raised to 100 ahead of schedule, your wish quest has been completed ahead of time, and your wish has been fulfilled ahead of schedule. Your current upgrade progress is 2/10. We hope you will continue your efforts.]
Note: [The "Character of Destiny" is someone destined to have a bond with the host. For every 100 points of favorability gained with this character, an additional wish can be granted, with no upper limit.]
Currently unlocked character for special encounters: [Qin Zigui][-Unknown-][-Unknown-]
This app is getting more and more creative and user-friendly. Besides the fact that unfulfilled wishes can be withdrawn and re-assigned, it can even reward users with extra rewards by increasing their favorability.
Sheng Yan wasn't too surprised that Qin Zigui was the person who brought him good fortune, because since he was three years old, Qin Zigui had been the person who spent the most time with him, understood him the most, and treated him the best—without exception.
However, I was a little surprised that I had managed to raise Qin Zigui's favorability to 100 points in just one day.
Does making friends really max out Qin Zigui's favorability?
Even so, he doesn't have that many good things to do with Qin Zigui.
Sheng Yan tapped the favorability bar for Qin Zigui displayed on his phone screen, recalled his actions yesterday, and decided to try other methods.
Thinking it over, he looked up at Qin Zigui and said, "I'll treat you to milk tea at noon."
Qin Zigui, who was holding a breakfast bag in one hand and fiddling with his phone in the other, turned his head to look at him when he heard this: "What's wrong?"
The favorability rating remained unchanged.
Sheng Yan then said, "Want me to give Cuckoo a hug?"
The favorability rating remains unchanged.
Sheng Yan then asked, "Is Qin Zigui the most handsome man in the world?"
The favorability rating remains unchanged.
That's strange. Besides these, what else did I do yesterday?
Before Sheng Yan could even think of anything, Qin Ru, already made up, hurriedly came out of the master bedroom, grabbing her car keys as she urged Sheng Yan, "Don't keep praising your brother Zigui here. If you want to, do it at school. If you don't leave now, you'll be late."
"I know, Aunt Qin." Sheng Yan wasn't in a hurry, and since he was in a particularly good mood today, he lazily replied, "But don't worry, if we're late, I'll just say it's because our brother Zigui is lame and I need to help him cross the road."
As soon as the words were spoken, the favorability level was 1, and the current favorability progress was 1/100.
Sheng Yan: "?"
He paused for a moment, then tentatively asked again, "Brother Zigui?"
Affection level increased by 1, progress 2/100.
Sheng Yan: "..."
What kind of twisted sense of humor does Qin Zigui have?
Do you really enjoy hearing him call you "brother"? Then wouldn't it double the number if he called Zigui "dad"?
But even if he did, it wouldn't matter. A hero wouldn't bow down for a single point of goodwill. His two wish quotas per week were enough, so he wouldn't bother trying to please Qin Zigui.
Sheng Yan put away his phone, humming a little tune, and followed Qin Zigui to school in Qin Ru's car.
When the two appeared together at the door of Class 1, everyone in Class 1 was stunned.
The main reason wasn't anything else, but the rumor that the two handsome guys who had fought each other to the death yesterday, with blood on their heads and irreconcilable hatred, appeared hand in hand at the classroom door, carrying breakfast, looking quite amicable. It was a bit creepy.
To be precise, it wasn't "to pull," but "to support."
However, because Qin Zigui was too tall and her frame was a size larger than Sheng Yan's, and she was carrying a large bag, while Sheng Yan was holding a carton of milk in one hand and holding the bag loosely in the other, it looked like they were going out shopping together with their boyfriend, eating snacks as they strolled, and the boyfriend was helping to carry the bag.
Lin Qian, as the class representative for Chinese language, used this metaphor deep in her heart.
But she didn't dare to say it. After all, she had been following celebrities and reading novels for so many years, and she understood the principle of not going to the actual celebrities when shipping couples.
"So you two... are you alright now?" Lin Qian asked, somewhat uncertainly.
Sheng Yan lazily released Qin Zigui's hand and sat back down: "For now, things are alright, it mainly depends on his attitude."
"?" Lin Qian didn't understand. "It depends on whose attitude?"
Qin Zigui, standing behind Sheng Yan, said indifferently, "Mine."
Lin Qian: "???"
Whose is it?
Before she could even voice her doubts, she witnessed an even more horrifying scene.
Qin Zigui, who was said to be aloof and ruthless to the point of being intimidating, expressionlessly took out a small yellow chicken lunchbox, then took out an egg from the lunchbox, peeled it until only a small part remained, and called out, "Sheng Yan."
Sheng Yan turned around and took the egg. While eating, he looked down at the replay of yesterday's basketball game. After finishing, he handed the remaining shell to Qin Zigui, took a few pieces of cut fruit from Qin Zigui, and then casually pulled two wet wipes and tissues from Qin Zigui's table. He then watched the game and never looked up again.
Qin Zigui was left alone to clean up the mess from breakfast.
The whole process was so smooth and natural that even couples who hadn't been married for seven or eight years wouldn't dare to be this natural.
Lin Qian: "..."
She felt that something was off about the scene.
But before she could even process what was happening, a deafening roar erupted from the back door of the classroom: "Sheng Yan!"
Sheng Yan hid his phone behind his back and stood up.
Huang Shuliang arrived before he did, so he didn't notice Sheng Yan's phone. He simply stood in front of him and shouted, "I'm asking you, have you finished the homework I assigned you yesterday?"
"It's finished," Sheng Yan said honestly, "but not completely finished."
Because from the results, it was indeed completed, but it wasn't done by him personally. So whether it was truly completed or not depends on Huang Shuliang's definition.
Huang Shuliang felt that he was being provoked: "If it's finished, it's finished; if it's not finished, it's not finished. What do you mean by finished but not completely finished? Show me the paper!"
Although Sheng Yan had a bit of a spoiled brat attitude, he was well-mannered in front of his elders because his family had raised him well since he was a child. So he didn't argue back and took out the test paper directly.
Huang Shuliang took the paper and immediately lost his temper: "Sheng Yan! I asked you to revise the paper so you could figure out the answers yourself, not so you could ask someone else to write them for you! Look at this handwriting, is that your scrawled handwriting? This handwriting is clearly... Hmm? Why does this handwriting look so much like Qin Zigui's?"
Huang Shuliang casually grabbed Qin Zigui's paper from the side and flipped through it; it really was exactly the same.
Thinking about how Qin Zigui missed half a day of class and a whole night of competition training yesterday because Sheng Yan was injured, and how he still had to write this stupid test paper for Sheng Yan, wasting so much precious study time, Huang Shuliang became even angrier.
"Sheng Yan! Confess to me honestly, why are there Qin Zigui's notes on your test paper? Did you violently threaten your classmates to make them do your homework for you?!" Huang Shuliang roared fiercely, as if he had caught them red-handed and the evidence was irrefutable.
Sheng Yan looked completely bewildered: "???"
He was very curious about how Huang Shuliang had come to this conclusion.
To be fair, is someone like Qin Zigui someone who can be threatened?
Because he had never lacked anything he wanted since childhood, he had a kind of confidence and magnanimity that was rare among ordinary people. Therefore, he did not feel that the words were hurtful or angry. He was just shocked and speechless.
Qin Zigui, who was standing next to him, stood up and said calmly, "Teacher, I asked to help him revise it myself."
Huang Shuliang paused slightly and turned around.
Qin Zigui maintained his cold politeness: "It is unreasonable to assign homework that far exceeds the students' ability or to punish them with excessive copying. In this case, Sheng Yan took the initiative to ask me how to correct his mistakes, and I offered to help him revise and explain them. I think there is nothing wrong with that."
This left Huang Shuliang speechless, and the entire Class One was plunged into silent shock.
Although Qin Zigui was not an easy person to get along with, he rarely had any real conflicts with others because he was indifferent to everything. He was even less inclined to refute any of his teacher's words. He just did what he was supposed to do.
This is the first time I've ever directly refuted a teacher's statement in front of so many people.
Although the language was polite enough, the attitude said it all.
Huang Shuliang realized that his words had been a bit impulsive and that he was in the wrong in front of the students, so he softened his tone: "I asked Sheng Yan to copy the test paper for his own good. With his current grades, he can't understand the pace at all. It's better for him to copy more. If he copies more, he can memorize it by rote and get some points."
Although he likes good students, he absolutely does not mean to prevent students with poor grades from doing well. Otherwise, he wouldn't spend so much energy scolding Sheng Yan every day and even thinking about changing his class and seat.
Thinking about it, Huang Shuliang couldn't help but add, "Besides, the gap between your grades and Sheng Yan's is too big. It's useless for you to explain problems to him. It's just a waste of your own study time. Don't end up wasting your potential instead of helping him succeed."
The moment the words fell, Qin Zigui looked at Sheng Yan. Only when he saw that "Lan Ni" himself just looked shocked and didn't seem to have his pride hurt at all did he feel a little relieved.
Then, her expression softened slightly, and she turned to look at Huang Shuliang: "What if it's useful?"
Huang Shuliang: "?"
"Today is Thursday. If Sheng Yan can pass the math test next Monday night, and I can maintain my first place in the whole grade, it will prove that I'm useful and that Sheng Yan isn't hopeless. Then I will tutor Sheng Yan on his specific study plan, and you, Director, won't need to go through the trouble of assigning him any extra tasks." Qin Zigui tried to speak calmly and politely.
Huang Shuliang wasn't a subject teacher and wasn't very familiar with the learning progress of each class, so he wasn't in a position to interfere too much with the specific teaching. Hearing Qin Zigui say this, he felt a lump in his throat but didn't say much, so he could only ask, "What if it's not possible?"
"If not, I'll help Sheng Yan copy the test paper ten times."
"???"
When this was said, both Sheng Yan, who was watching the drama unfold, and Huang Shuliang, the person he was betting with, had several question marks on their faces.
Huang Shuliang felt that Qin Zigui had been spoiled too much, daring to challenge the teacher. He thought that if they didn't teach him a lesson, he wouldn't understand the good intentions of the teachers.
Without even thinking, he immediately made the decision: "Okay, it's settled then. If either of you fails to meet the target, you'll have to come here and write a self-criticism. You're not allowed to leave my office until you've written 10,000 words!"
After saying that, he strode away.
The remaining student, Sheng Yan, who was forced to join the bet, whose math scores consistently hovered around the sixties and who hadn't passed a single grade since his second year of high school, was left with a blank: "???"
Has Qin Zigui gone mad?!
Qin Zigui simply looked at him and said, "I know what I'm doing."
You know nothing!
All you care about is math!
Sheng Yan originally thought that at worst he would just have to outwit Huang Shuliang and get scolded a few more times. He was used to being scolded anyway. But he didn't expect Qin Zigui to start arguing for no reason. After arguing, he even made a bet and dragged Sheng Yan into it.
The question is, how is it possible to go from a score of 60 to a passing grade in just four or five days?
You can't force seedlings to grow taller by pulling them up!
He couldn't possibly cheat; this is clearly a recipe for disaster!
Moreover, it's not just that he's finished playing around; the real problem is that if he fails, he'll have to write a 10,000-word self-criticism and copy the test paper ten times at the academic affairs office. This clearly places the heavy burden of morality and learning on his shoulders at the same time, leaving him feeling ashamed, with nowhere to escape, and powerless.
But what's done is done, the bet has already been made, and it's too late to back out now, so there's no other way but to win the bet.
If someone with his math skills wants to pass without cheating, there's only one way he can save himself.
Sheng Yan thought for a moment, took a deep breath, then clenched his fist as if making a decision, and looked at Qin Zigui: "You, come out, to the toilet."
Qin Zigui looked away and asked him, "What's wrong?"
"Don't ask, just come out when I tell you to." Sheng Yan went straight out the door, turned a corner, and entered the bathroom.
Qin Zigui, dragging his still slightly aching leg, slowly followed.
As soon as he entered the room, Sheng Yan pinned him against the wall, gritted his teeth, and said, "Count, 98."
Qin Zigui: "?"
He was about to ask what the number 98 was when he heard the person in front of him quickly call out, "Brother Zigui."
"..."
At that moment, Qin Zigui was trapped in a small, hot corner of the men's restroom in the summer, smelling the strong, ammonia-like odor, and suddenly understood a principle.
His meticulously designed routines may never be able to keep up with Sheng Yan's bizarre thought processes.
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