"Stop talking." Ye Qingyan leaned against Yang Feiguang: "My heart can't take it anymore, my girlish heart is about to explode."
"Hehehe." Zhen Tian felt proud every time she showed off, even happier than if she had all that herself.
"Your brother is such a good student, how come you didn't inherit any of that?" Yang Feiguang complained.
"These are all things my brothers say about my older brother." Zhen Tian scratched her head: "There's another older brother in my family who's a terrible student just like me!"
"You have many older brothers?" Yang Feiguang asked in surprise.
Shao Junli fell silent. He had personally met Zhen Tian's brothers and uncles, and none of them seemed like ordinary people.
Thinking about himself, merely the top student in his class, his eyes darkened. He felt unworthy of Zhen Tian.
"Yes, five older brothers and three younger uncles."
"You haven't seen that scene!" Ye Qingyan clicked her tongue in amazement. "I wish I could switch places with Zhen Tian right now. I'm so envious."
“It’s our turn,” Yuan Yuan, who had been silent until now, finally spoke.
"I'd like a cup of mango pomelo sago, what about you?"
Zhen Tian stood at the small window, took everyone's orders, and then paid directly.
"Why is it you who pays again?" Shao Junli has never lacked money since he was a child, and every time they go out, Zhen Tian pays, which makes him feel a little embarrassed.
"That's what Zhizhi just gave me!" Zhen Tian patted the small bag at her waist: "I'll be unhappy if I don't spend it all."
"Is that so?" Ye Qingyan was dumbfounded. "Then give me another matcha ice cream."
"Okay!"
Everyone chatted and laughed as they marched into the park, and in the end, Zhen Tian paid for the park's entrance fees.
However, once inside the park, no one allowed Zhen Tian to take any more money for the cable car or other small items.
Having chosen a secluded spot, Zhen Tian stood there, took a deep breath, and then exhaled heavily.
"What are you doing? Absorbing the essence of heaven and earth?" Yang Feiguang was being childish again.
"No, I just think the air feels so good." Zhen Tian put down her backpack and took out a neatly folded tablecloth.
"Wow, that's pretty professional!" Ye Qingyan clapped.
Several people each tore off a corner and spread the tablecloth flat on the grass. Zhen Tian then pulled out a few compressed plastics and finally took out something that looked like a machine.
"What is this?" Yang Feiguang touched it.
Zhen Tian stretched the plastic flat and aligned the instrument with the small opening on the plastic: "This is an inflatable seat cushion. Here you go. You need to turn this handle to inflate it."
She handed it directly to Yang Feiguang.
He quickly filled a cushion, and Yang Feiguang sat on it to try it out: "Amazing. You're just like Doraemon."
Zhen Tian smiled and said, "We have everything at home. Since you won't let me prepare any food, I thought I'd bring all the picnic supplies we have."
Previously, this kind of inflation work was always done by Zhizhi, so she easily handed over the task.
“Okay, then it’s my turn.” Ye Qingyan opened her backpack and took out a large food box. “Although I didn’t make it, my chef made it, so the taste is guaranteed.”
She opened the food box, which was filled with small boxes.
"Chef, does your family own a restaurant?" Yang Feiguang asked curiously.
"No." Ye Qingyan rolled her eyes. "Do you know I'm a rich second-generation?"
"Oh, I'm a third-generation rich kid!" Yang Feiguang shook his head smugly.
Judging from Yang Feiguang's expression, Ye Qingyan knew he hadn't believed her, and she didn't seem inclined to argue with him.
"I've prepared these, I don't know if you'll like them." Shao Junli, who hadn't said a word, took out various kinds of snacks from his bag one after another.
"Wow, trendy snacks! Shao Junli, you've been keeping this a secret, you were prepared!" Ye Qingyan gave him a meaningful smile.
Yang Feiguang was dumbfounded: "Junli, this isn't very brotherly of you. Why didn't you tell me you were making preparations? I only brought my mouth, and I felt really bad about it."
"What's the big deal?" Ye Qingyan waved her hand. "We came here to have fun, not to fuss over these things."
"No way, I'll order takeout. My manly pride won't allow this kind of challenge." Yang Feiguang pulled out his phone from his pocket: "Crawfish, fried chicken, are you kidding me?"
"No!" Ye Qingyan cheered the loudest: "I want it spicy!"
"All done."
Seeing everyone cheering and jumping for joy, Yuan Yuan forced herself to cheer up: "I didn't have time to prepare anything, I..."
"What do you mean, 'me'!" Ye Qingyan wrapped her arms around her neck and pulled her tightly into her arms. "How can you compare to Yang Feiguang? He's just a chauvinist. You only need to say a few words. If you say anything more, I'll hit you."
“Yes, Yuan Yuan, you were just pulled here by us at the last minute.” Zhen Tian looked at her with a smile, and held Yuan Yuan’s hand tightly in her palm: “Just buy me a cup of milk tea when we get back.”
"Add one." Ye Qingyan raised her hand.
"I want a Coke," Yang Feiguang said, raising his hand as well.
Shao Junli coughed and said, "Soda water."
Yuan Yuan seemed lost in thought, but the fluctuations in her eyes didn't escape everyone's notice. She suppressed her emotions and nodded in agreement: "Okay."
"Alright, while we wait for the fried chicken and crayfish, eat mine first." Ye Qingyan handed out spoons and forks to everyone: "My chef is an expert at making noodles, but I thought it would be too much trouble to bring them. You can come to my house to eat next time you have the chance."
The five people sat down and chatted and laughed, and no one mentioned the scene when they bumped into Yuanyuan.
...
Although winter break tutoring is voluntary, no one will skip it because the teachers will still be teaching as usual, and if you miss it, you won't be able to keep up next semester.
Throughout the winter break, Ye Qingyan would leave early during self-study periods, as if something was going on at home.
This year's Spring Festival is a bit late, arriving in mid-February.
Therefore, after the Spring Festival, there were only a few days of make-up classes before the official start of the new semester.
The start of the new semester is quite different from regular classes; students who attend make-up classes get more rest than those who attend regular classes. Therefore, the entire class began the new semester amidst groans and complaints.
To assess the effectiveness of the make-up classes during the holidays, a mock exam was held at the start of the new semester.
Since it wasn't a formal exam, there weren't even designated exam rooms; it was just a random test within one's own class.
Shao Junli remains first in the class, and previously ranked in the top three, but this time he inexplicably slipped to seventh. Yang Feiguang's grades are in the middle of the class, neither high nor low, maintaining a stable level.
Zhen Tian looked at her grades. There were 63 students in her class. At first, she could rank around 40th, but now she had dropped to outside the top 50. She sighed repeatedly as she looked at her report card.
The girl who used to chatter away and ask all sorts of questions was now silent.
Zhen Tian glanced at Ye Qingyan with a strange look, but had no idea why Ye Qingyan was staring blankly at the report card.
She looked for Ye Qingyan's name on the report card, and finally found the three characters Ye Qingyan at the very end.
It was actually last place.
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