The National Day holiday for students entering their final year of high school is only five days long. The class assignment results were released the night before they returned to school, and all the parents joined the new class group chat.
Chen Wenzhi received a screenshot from Zhao Yaya, showing Ying Qian writing a test paper next to him.
"The class assignment results are out."
Ying Qian hummed in agreement. "Science Class 1, right?"
"Hmm." He also felt there was no suspense. "Should I ask around for you?"
Ying Qian didn't even look up, exuding indifference. "No need, it's probably Wenyi, it doesn't matter."
After she finished writing a set of practice questions, she finally became interested and asked, "How's the grade?"
"He didn't say." Chen Wenzhi stared at the chat history that Zhao Yaya had forwarded. It only said that the class was divided according to grades, and that the specific grades would not be made public. Parents could ask in private messages.
"It's out, but it won't be sent to the group chat all at once; you have to ask yourself."
"Um."
Ying Qian didn't say anything, yawned, and faced him. He was lying on the sofa with a book covering his face, looking nonchalant.
She asked with utmost seriousness, "You're not going to stay here with me forever, are you?"
"I'll go home tomorrow," Chen Wenzhi promised, raising his hand.
Not long after, Meng Beiyan sent a red envelope. Ying Qian was stunned for a few seconds, then opened it. She thought it would contain at most a hundred or two, but inside was... 6000.
Her mouth dropped open: "Holy crap! Chen Wenzhi!"
"Huh?" Chen, who was asleep at his desk, was startled awake. He squinted at the numbers, then lay back down, before suddenly straightening up. "Six thousand?"
“It was sent by Meng Beiyan.” Her big tail was practically wagging in the air. “Oh my god… no wonder I dreamed about him the night before last!” Her eyes lit up as she hugged her phone.
Upon hearing this, Chen Wenzhi smiled slightly and said nothing more.
Behind the red envelope was her report card, her year ranking, and the class she was assigned to.
She read them out one by one: "Total score 679, ranked 2nd in the liberal arts year, Class 1 of liberal arts".
"Not bad!" Chen Wenzhi had sobered up considerably and patted her shoulder solemnly.
What about you? What about you?
Chen Wenzhi shrank back and began to explain, "This science paper was relatively easy... so the score is a little bit higher..."
He was afraid of hurting Ying Qian's feelings, so he didn't say anything.
Under strong pressure, he finally spoke up weakly: "702 points in total, ranking first in the year... barely..."
Ying Qian wasn't as surprised as I'd expected; instead, she remained calm, a smile playing on her lips. "Well then, congratulations!"
*
On the morning of the day I returned to school, dark clouds rolled in.
Under a gloomy sky, groups of students gathered around the bulletin board, where the rankings and class assignments for the second year of high school were posted. Some were happy, while others were sad.
Ying Qian didn't join in the fun; she went straight to her new class.
The science class is in one building, and there are a total of 20 science classes.
Upstairs were the liberal arts classes, and Ying Qian stood at the bottom of the teaching building looking at the internet.
"Stop looking, Ying Qian, you're on the fifth floor, tsk tsk tsk, poor thing~" Ren Yi came over with a sly grin and kept stabbing Ying Qian in the heart.
Ying Qian's face immediately darkened. She shoved him away and said sarcastically, "Oh dear! I am indeed on the fifth floor, but Shen Yun is also on the fifth floor!"
"..."
The gloom on her face was transferred to Ren Yi's face.
Seeing his disgusted expression, Ying Qian twisted her waist and started climbing. It's only the fifth floor! Pshaw, I'll treat it as a way to lose weight!
Halfway up, she encountered a boy who looked very polite and walked uphill at a leisurely pace. Although he thought he was walking very slowly, he still easily overtook Ying Qian.
She was out of breath when she reached the third floor, clinging to the handrail and exclaiming, "I can't go on, I can't go on!"
"oops--"
The boy looked down at her, and she looked up. "What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a beautiful girl climbing stairs before?"
The boy laughed, "You're Chen Wenzhi's rumored girlfriend, right?"
"..." Ying Qian, who was originally in a daze from exhaustion, suddenly sobered up and almost spat out a mouthful of blood. She could barely speak: "No, no... Where did you hear that from?"
The boy, leaning on the escalator to the fourth floor, smiled happily, "He was my classmate in junior high school."
She tried her best to hide her panic, then casually said "Oh," though she was actually quite pleased inside. Her relationship with Chen Wenzhi was limited to "rumors."
That's good, that's good...
She breathed a sigh of relief.
I don't know why there are so few people here today; it's just the two of them in the hallway.
The atmosphere was subtle.
"Are you two really dating?" the boy asked.
"No!" She looked up earnestly.
Fortunately, the boy just raised his eyebrows and didn't ask any more questions.
"If I'm not mistaken, your name is Ying Qian, right? And you're also in the Arts Class 1, right?"
"...No, why are you paying attention to me if you have nothing better to do?"
The boy slowly walked down to her side, bowed, and extended his hand. "Hello, Ying Qian, my name is Gu Xinan, and I'm your future classmate."
It's not very harmful, but extremely insulting.
Ying Qian's mind was filled with thoughts of him actually coming down to mock her. How annoying! So annoying.
She slowly pushed Gu Xinan's hand away, "We're not familiar."
"We'll be familiar once we shake hands," Gu Xinan said shamelessly as ever.
Ying Qian gritted her teeth, grasped his hand, and shook it frantically as if she were possessed.
She was very strong, and Gu Xinan's entire body trembled as she moved her hand.
"Sigh! Sigh... No more handshakes! No more playing, no more playing..." He really hated this feeling, pulled his hand back, and still smiled, "Now we're friends."
Who are your friends?
She admitted that she had been a little impolite.
When she found out her class was on the fifth floor, she was destined to be unhappy all day.
We finally made it to the fifth floor.
As a result, Gu Xinan deliberately slowed down and imitated her speed of going upstairs, with a hunched back and a half-dead expression, mimicking her perfectly.
In the end, Ying Qian was on the verge of a mental breakdown.
"Gu Xinan! We're not...we're not that close!" she warned breathlessly.
When they reached the classroom door, Gu Xinan revealed his true purpose in approaching her: "We're just nodding acquaintances, but I sincerely invite you to be my deskmate!"
"..." Ying Qian rolled her eyes at him. "No!"
She turned and walked into the classroom. There were only a few students scattered around, and everyone had already paired up with a deskmate.
Gu Xinan followed behind her.
He followed Ying Qian wherever she sat.
I'm so annoyed.
Ying Qian tried her best to keep smiling: "Why do you insist on being my deskmate?"
Gu Xinan had achieved his goal. He leaned back against the table, blocking Ying Qian's way out.
“There’s a girl who’s been pursuing me, but I don’t like her, so I asked my female classmate to be my backup.”
"Then why..."
"Why you?" Gu Xinan looked directly into her eyes. "Because I already know you have someone you like, so there's a high probability you won't like me. Besides, all my female classmates used to have a crush on me..."
He is very sincere.
Not wanting to lie, Ying Qian sighed, "Narcissist."
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