Chapter 94 The Second Miss's Curiosity Syndrome

In a second-floor villa in Zither City, Jiang Jingshi, the eldest daughter of the Jiang family, was drinking coffee on the sofa in the living room on the first floor, wearing high heels and a dress.

The two sisters are both first-rate in appearance due to their parents, but compared to the cold and aloof Jiang Qian, the elder sister Jiang Jingshi's personality is obviously gentler, which truly interprets the character of the word "sister".

She sat there with her legs tightly together, the coffee in her hand was steaming, her red lips blew over the cup and she simply tasted it: "Qianqian, how many days have you not left the room?"

Fang Meng also sat on the sofa and poured coffee. She also poured herself a cup: "It's been exactly three days. This is the longest time since I was a child."

Jiang Jingshi took another sip of coffee: "Is the opponent this time so strong? Although Qianqian had opponents that she couldn't defeat before, she would just practice in seclusion in her bedroom for half a day at most, and then she would find a way to break through. But this time, she actually locked herself up for three days without eating or drinking."

Fang Meng also picked up the coffee: "This time it is indeed different. Whether it is his appearance, figure, grades, physique, constitution, specialty, starting point, age or even the piano, which is the second young lady's best skill, he is completely overwhelming in all aspects. He is also the most talented boy I have ever seen."

Hearing Fang Meng's series of compliments, Jiang Jingshi was also a little surprised: "Such an exaggerated all-round talent? And it's a boy?"

Fang Meng nodded and looked at Jiang Qian's bedroom on the second floor: "But even if the opponent is so strong, I know the character of the second lady well. She will always find a way to break through."

She recalled many experiences from her childhood. In her eyes, Jiang Qian might be knocked down, but she would always get up on her own in the end. She was the kind of person who could never be completely defeated.

As soon as the two finished talking, Jiang Qian's door suddenly moved. Jiang Jingshi and Fang Meng turned around and looked towards the second floor.

Until the door of the room was completely opened.

Jiang Qian, who was wearing pajamas with messy hair, was still as beautiful as ever but looked a little listless.

Sister Jiang Jingshi smiled gently: "Qianqian, did you succeed in breaking through?"

Jiang Qian looked at the two people in the living room on the first floor: "No, I'm just hungry because I haven't eaten for three days. Xiao Meng, hurry up and make me some breakfast. I'm starving to death."

Fang Meng stood up and said, "I see, Qianqian, are you going to eat in the room or come out?"

Jiang Qian replied calmly: "Eat in the restaurant on the first floor. It would be best if you have a glass of milk."

"Okay." Fang Meng smiled faintly. She originally thought that Jiang Qian would continue to retreat, but it seemed that she had come up with a good idea.

After a while, Jiang Qian came down from upstairs in her pajamas and sat at the dining table on the first floor.

Fang Meng brought her breakfast and helped smooth her messy hair. Jiang Qian ate it elegantly and quickly: "Another serving."

Fang Meng was stunned: "Okay...wait a moment."

She brought another portion and ate it all in one gulp. Her hungry stomach was finally relieved a little and her expression also eased a lot.

Seeing her sister back to normal, Jiang Jingshi finished her coffee with peace of mind, looked at the time, and got up to go out: "Since everything is fine, I'll go out. Qianqian, when are you going to school?"

Jiang Qian turned to look at her sister: "In the afternoon."

Jiang Jingshi said "come on" and left home.

Fang Meng sat aside: "Qianqian, what's going on?"

"What's going on?" she was puzzled.

"I'm talking about the boy named Lin Zhengran."

Jiang Qian was stunned. When she heard his name, her face suddenly turned red and she looked at the table without saying a word.

Fang Meng was puzzled when he saw her shy look. This was the first time in his life that he saw such an expression on Jiang Qian's face.

Of course, at this moment Jiang Qian didn't really love Lin Zhengran. She just had a kind of super-curious syndrome due to long-term seclusion.

That is, during these three days, Miss Jiang was not sitting in a daze in the room meaninglessly, but her clever brain was thinking about various ways to surpass Lin Zhengran.

She thought of thousands of possible methods, including but not limited to cramming Chinese, sleeping only two hours a night and staying up late to practice piano, exercising for longer periods of time, and other desperate methods.

But after various simulations in my mind, I still feel that the gap between me and this boy is like the gap between a stream and the sea.

It's truly unsurpassed.

For this reason, she gradually began to wonder how Lin Zhengran, who came from a mediocre family, could have achieved such a level? Even if he had extraordinary talent, even if he was really a one-in-a-million genius, he must have put in a lot of effort to be better than herself in all aspects.

So in her mind, she started to be curious about Lin Zhengran simply, and then became more and more curious, very curious, and super curious... In the end... the girl succeeded in filling her mind with Lin Zhengran's image, and not eating for three days made her nerves a little out of balance, so Jiang Qian developed an inexplicable admiration for this boy.

Fang Meng realized something and was terrified: "Qianqian! I'm calling a doctor for you now! You're sick!"

Jiang Qian saw Fang Meng take out her phone, but she stopped her with a red face. Fortunately, she still had some reason: "No, I'm just a little interested in him, it will be fine in a few days, really."

It was the first time Fang Meng saw Jiang Qian in this state: "But your expression now is okay, I hope you will be fine in a few days."

At this moment, Fang Meng vaguely felt that something strange was going to happen.

Jiang Qian took another nap in the morning, and after getting dressed and washing up, she felt refreshed.

Getting in the car on the way to school, Fang Meng found that she was no different from usual and breathed a sigh of relief.

It was not until they arrived at school that the two girls happened to run into Lin Zhengran from a distance as he was walking from the dormitory to the classroom.

Jiang Qian's face flushed.

Fang Meng was stunned.

"Qianqian! Are you okay?"

Jiang Qian looked away shyly, and even her tone was full of girlish shyness: "It's okay."

"Why don't I feel like I'm okay? Do I really not need to go to the hospital?"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Jiang Qian covered her red face with one hand: "It's really okay."

Fang Meng: "Don't do this, I'm scared..."

After entering the teaching building, Jiang Qian did not go to the classroom but went to find the head teacher and asked for a change of seat.

Jiang Qian's reason was very normal, and her expression was no different from usual: "Teacher, I think if Lin Zhengran and I sit at the same table, my academic performance will continue to improve. I hope you can adjust my position so that I can sit at the same table with him."

Surprisingly, the head teacher picked up the new seating chart after the military training and said, "In fact, I have already adjusted it this way, and I have also determined the deputy monitor and the monitor of our class. After all, your grades are too good, and your knowledge reserves are far beyond other students, so the teacher also thinks it would be better for you two to sit together."

Jiang Qian saw the new seating chart and the class monitor's arrangements.

It says the squad leader is Lin Zhengran and the deputy squad leader is Jiang Qian.

Jiang Qian didn't say anything, but this was definitely the first time in her life that she was suppressed by someone.

Be deputy monitor.

When I returned to the classroom, the teacher announced the seat adjustments at noon.

The arrangements for the class monitor, deputy class monitor and other committee members were also announced.

Lin Zhengran was not too surprised to hear that Jiang Qian was his deskmate, because high school was different from junior high school. Schools still cared a lot about grades, and it was not completely random like in junior high school.

Many times, being good at studying and being good at learning come together.

But... after arranging the seats, Lin Zhengran saw Jiang Qian, who was flipping through a book with a red face but still looked very distant.

She was a little dazed. Did she have a fever? She looked hot and cold at the same time. What a strange state. Jiang Qian suddenly asked, "Class monitor, how much time do you usually spare to study?"

Lin Zhengran looked at her serious expression and answered casually: "Not necessarily. Basically, I learn whenever I have time."

"Same as me. Thanks for your answer." Jiang Qian used her brain as a notebook to write down Lin Zhengran's daily routine.

Then he continued, "You have started reading advanced books now, right? Can I ask what book you are reading recently?"

Lin Zhengran blinked, wondering what this familiar feeling of déjà vu was all about. "Ecological research methods and experimental design."

It was exactly the same as when Han Wenwen recorded her own living habits, except that Jiang Qian's observation focus was not on love, but on the field of study.

Jiang Qian was stunned: "Isn't this a high school book?"

"Well, it's not a high school book. It's one of the required courses for the Master of Ecology. I just took a look at it casually."

Jiang Qian: “.”

She saw a huge chasm like a thousand-meter canyon.

(End of this chapter)