Chapter 156: That top student, come over and talk about the topic 15
Mingnan stopped working after finishing her revision and looked up at Shen Yang. But before she could say anything, Shen Yang interrupted her and said, "If you have any questions about math, you can ask me."
"How did you know I was going to say that?" Mingnan smiled shyly, "I'm so embarrassed."
Shen Yang: "Then——"
Then don't ask.
"Then I won't be polite. Thank you, Xueba!"
She stepped back and gave him a 90-degree bow.
Shen Yang: “…”
Okay, the road was blocked, he had no choice but to go with her.
A hint of helplessness flashed across his eyes behind the lenses. He pushed the frame of his glasses and whispered, "Okay."
Mingnan straightened up immediately and was about to say something nice when Shen Yang stretched out a slender index finger and shook it, "But I have a condition."
Mingnan: “…”
【As expected, there is no such thing as a free lunch. 】
"You say."
Shen Yang said: "Don't send me messages unless necessary, it's noisy."
"I'm not a chatterbox." Mingnan stretched out his index finger and lightly touched his fingertip, smiling brightly, "It's a deal."
The warm orange light from the street lamp fell on her, making her snow-white school uniform and even her hair glow.
At that moment, even the night became bright.
Shen Yang's heart moved, he curled up his fingers, nodded, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he said softly: "Let's go, if we don't leave now, we will miss the last bus."
He turned and left, and Mingnan immediately followed him, humming an unknown tune in a good mood.
There were not many people in the school at this time, and only the street lights were quietly casting light to guide them.
Shen Yang listened to her voice, and the corners of his lips rose unconsciously.
…
From then on, Shen Yang had an additional job every night - explaining the questions to Mingnan.
During evening self-study, Mingnan would circle the questions that he couldn't understand no matter how hard he tried, and then ask Shen Yang questions via voice chat in the evening.
Shen Yang was indeed humble. He could answer every question Mingnan asked. In just a few words, he could help Mingnan sort out his thoughts and get to the point.
Under his guidance, Mingnan made rapid progress.
That night, she finished the last big question and looked at the densely packed calculation steps and ideas on the draft paper. She felt a great sense of accomplishment and couldn't help but take a picture and send it to Shen Yang. "Look, have I made great progress?"
The voice was still connected. Shen Yang clicked on the picture and said, "Yeah, not bad."
"You are really frugal with words." Mingnan stretched his back and leaned back in his chair, then said with a smile, "The monthly exam is coming soon. If I pass math, I will definitely thank you very much!"
"No need to thank me. If you pass, it means my teaching was not in vain. If you fail..."
"Well?"
Shen Yang paused for a moment and snorted, "I will delete you."
"Isn't that too harsh?" Mingnan sat up straight. "For what you said, I'll do another math test tonight."
"Teacher Shen, can you please be lenient with me for my hard work?"
She moved closer to the phone, slowed down her voice, and raised the last syllable slightly, as if she was acting coquettishly.
Shen Yang's ears felt itchy and he couldn't help rubbing them twice.
"It looks like it's getting late, let's stop doing it and go to sleep."
"So you don't have to go to fishing class tomorrow."
Mingnan: “…”
You're really talking about something that doesn't make sense.
Ever since she dozed off and nodded in geography class, the geography teacher now likes to wake her up to answer questions whenever he or she has time.
She ended the topic decisively, "Good night, Teacher Shen."
Shen Yang nodded, "Good night."
Hearing the voice being hung up, Shen Yang put down his pen and stretched his neck. Thinking of the conversation they had just had, he couldn't help but touch his Adam's apple and smiled.
After laughing enough, he wanted to tidy up his desk, only to find that it was full of the drafts he had just written but had not used.
He picked it up and saw that it was covered with two repeated words - Mingnan.
His breathing became rapid, as if a bolt of lightning had struck from the sky, directly into his mind, illuminating all his deep, dark thoughts clearly, leaving no place to hide.
My heart was pounding.
He read it again in disbelief. The words were crooked and had no pattern at all. It was obvious that he had written them unconsciously while talking on the phone.
But unconsciously, why was Ming Nan's name written?
The answer is obvious and self-evident.
Shen Yang stood in front of the desk, stunned for a long time, finally his shoulders slumped, he lowered his head and sighed.
Then he smiled slowly again.
People can deceive others but cannot deceive themselves.
He seems to... fall in love with Mingnan.
…
The time of high school students seems to be different from that of other people. They have their own timekeeping system.
When you are in class, every second seems like a year; when you are reviewing, time flies like an arrow.
The exam comes suddenly.
Everyone took the first monthly exam after the start of school very seriously, and the entire third year of high school was shrouded in an extremely tense atmosphere.
After all, after such a long period of review, everyone wants to check their own results.
The monthly exam lasted for two days. Mingnan and Shen Yang did not speak to each other during these two days. They just said "cheer up" to each other every night and went on with their own business.
When they met again after the monthly exam, both of them felt as if they were in a different world.
Mingnan asked, "How did you do on the exam?"
Shen Yang took off his glasses and pressed his forehead, "Not bad."
"That again." Mingnan shook his head and hooked his finger at him. Shen Yang's heart skipped a beat and hesitated for a moment before leaning closer. "What?"
Mingnan whispered, "I don't think I did very well in the math test this time. If I fail, are you really going to delete me?"
"I'll bribe you, don't delete it, okay?"
The smell of her body has changed, probably because she changed the laundry detergent, but it still smells good.
Shen Yang's Adam's apple moved slightly, and the tips of his ears became slightly hot uncontrollably.
Ever since that night when he suddenly came to his senses, he felt differently when he looked at Mingnan.
Her every move had a different flavor in his eyes.
"How do you bribe me?" Shen Yang said softly, "I'll think about it."
Mingnan pulled out a handful of familiar blue-green packaged candies from his schoolbag.
"Here, mints."
Shen Yang raised his eyebrows slightly, "That's all?"
"Of course not, this is interest. Today is Friday, and school is over early. I'll treat you to dinner."
Mingnan asked: "Can you eat spicy food?"
Shen Yang nodded.
"There just happened to be a spicy hotpot restaurant nearby. It's very clean. Shall we go there?"
"good."
Shen Yang wanted to say something, but he glanced around and saw someone in the corridor glancing at them. He put away his smile, moved Mingnan's desk and said, "Let's talk after school. Let's move our things back first."
"Okay." Mingnan turned around and picked up his schoolbag and the desk full of books. With his other hand, he dragged his chair and easily moved it into the classroom through the back door.
Shen Yang turned around, "?"
Other people in the classroom: “???”
Seeing this, Lu Xueting snorted coldly and muttered quietly: "You are so strong, but you usually pretend to be weak and timid. I don't know who you are showing off to, you are such a green tea girl."
She thought Mingnan couldn't hear her, but it turned out that Mingnan not only heard her, but also smiled at her, "Student Lu, are you looking at me like that because you want me to help you?"
Lu Xueting: “…”
"No need." She said stiffly, and left dejectedly under Mingnan's gaze.