Chapter 499 The Crown Prince's Little Darling 64
Song Jinhuan frowned, thinking that the other person had a problem with their taste buds; it was clearly a sour orange.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have fed it to him.
"Here, it's all for you." She generously stuffed the remaining half of the orange into his hand and peeled another one.
Mmm~ It's much sweeter than the last one!
Hehehe~
Bo Yan stared blankly at the orange in his hand. Seeing the girl's sly smile, he felt that something was not quite right.
After solving one problem, Song Jinhuan continued working on the next.
In the third monthly exam, Song Jinhuan's average score reached the passing mark. Although the progress was slow, she had already obtained all the points she could.
There were still many knowledge points on the test paper that she had not encountered before.
She believed in Bo Yan's study plan. As long as she studied steadily and thoroughly mastered the knowledge points, she wouldn't have to worry about not getting good scores.
Bo Yan's little cake received praise from the teacher again!
Ning Jianhua's grades are also steadily improving.
Ding Mengfei still remembers Ning Jianhua from her previous life. His college entrance exam results were mediocre, and he focused most of his attention on other things.
Now that I see him in the top 50 of his grade, I feel even more that I was terribly deceived in my past life.
Why say "just so-so" when your grades are actually pretty good?
Ding Mengfei is completely immersed in her memories of her past life, unable to distinguish between the present and the past, which makes it difficult for her to concentrate on her studies.
Even the exam questions I remembered were different from what I remembered.
She couldn't help but wonder if her past life had really existed, or if it was just a dream.
When Ding's parents noticed that their daughter's condition was getting worse, they arranged for her to take a leave of absence from school and hired a professional psychologist for treatment.
The final exams for the first semester of senior year were fast approaching, and Song Jinhuan's final grades were in the middle to upper range of the class.
Bo Yan remained firmly in first place as always, making him a role model for Song Jinhuan.
Song Jinhuan greatly admired the knowledge in his head.
With winter vacation approaching, they planned to finish their winter vacation homework before returning to the Bo family home.
They did it together and took the same amount of time, but Bo Yan was faster than her.
Song Jinhuan grew angrier the more he wrote, and finally threw his pen down.
Bo Yan stopped. "What's wrong?"
The girl turned her head, stared intently at his forehead, and then suddenly placed both hands on his head, leaned in and kissed him.
Then press your forehead against it, muttering, "Knowledge transfer... biubiubiu..."
Bo Yan raised his eyes and could vaguely see the girl's tightly closed eyes, her expression exceptionally devout.
A hint of helplessness flashed in the boy's eyes, but he also cooperated with childlike innocence: "Beep beep beep—knowledge transmission complete. You only need to do your homework to activate it."
Song Jinhuan was stunned for a moment, then the corners of her lips curled up, she took a small step back and pointed to her forehead, "Quick, give me a kiss!"
Bo Yan was extremely pleased.
As the kiss landed, the girl exclaimed joyfully, "The ceremony is complete!"
"I feel like there's something new in my head!"
Bo Yan rubbed his forehead, unable to suppress a laugh.
Sanjin's lips twitched. "Childish."
Song Jinhuan smiled smugly: "You don't even have anyone to be childish with!"
Sanjin: "Host values women more than friends!"
Song Jinhuan: "Hehehe~"
The Bo family is large and wealthy, and during holidays, especially big days like Lunar New Year's Eve and Spring Festival, many people come to their door to give gifts.
However, most people are turned away at the door, so the closer it gets to the end of the year, the more cars are parked on that tree-lined road.
Song Jinhuan arrived at the Bo family home with Bo Yan three days before New Year's Eve. The old house was filled with a festive atmosphere, and many relatives had moved in.
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