Chapter 31 Ambitious Man "I give up."
Saturday.
After lunch, Lin Xinci returned to the store as usual.
Yan Ning was the only one left at home.
There is still some time before Yan Ning leaves for tutoring in Room 302 across the street. Usually at this time, Yan Ning would take a nap in the room, or do homework if he is not sleepy.
And today.
Yan Ning was a little uneasy and didn't want to do anything, so she simply packed her schoolbag early in the morning. She sat on the sofa in the living room, staring at the clock hanging on the wall.
As soon as the time came, she immediately put on her backpack and went out, and rang the doorbell opposite.
It was Grandpa Zhao who opened the door. Grandma Cen seemed to be taking a nap in the bedroom.
But Lu Chen is not here.
Yan Ning could only suppress his worries and focus on studying.
Nearly half an hour passed.
The doorbell rang again.
Yan Ning looked up reflexively, stood up, and tried to open the door.
Just then, Teacher Zhao, who had just finished marking the questions for her, handed the workbook back to her and said, "I'll go."
Yan Ning had no choice but to sit back.
When the door opened, the person who came in was Lu Chen.
Yan Ning felt a little relieved, but in contrast, she was more eager for a chance to talk to Lu Chen.
But this opportunity never comes——
Teacher Zhao gave Yan Ning twenty minutes to finish the few questions he had outlined. Then, he didn't leave. He brought a cup of tea, sat on the sofa, and started reading.
So, even now, Lu Chen was sitting right opposite her, she still couldn't talk to him.
Even with such anxiety in his heart, Yan Ning quickly finished the question.
The clock shows that there are still a few minutes left until the deadline.
Yan Ning raised his eyes and stole a glance at Teacher Zhao. Teacher Zhao was still like an old monk in meditation, concentrating on the book in his hands, with no intention of coming over or going anywhere else.
Look at Lu Chen again...
Very good, meeting his eyes again.
Yan Ning doubted for a moment whether he really had an extra pair of eyes on his head. Then, he saw Lu Chen raise his eyebrows slightly, open his mouth, but paused, and pointed the pen in a certain direction on the table.
He still had that lazy and smiling look, as if he could easily see through her thoughts.
Yan Ning looked over.
I saw her pencil case and a dozen yellow sticky notes next to it.
I understood almost immediately what he meant -
Ask her to write down the question and pass it to him on the note.
Yan Ning pursed his lips.
She has always lived a well-behaved life since she was a child, and has never done anything like writing notes in class.
But after a second of hesitation, she remembered that most of the time, when she finished tutoring, Lu Chen would not leave with her.
Let’s assume that Teacher Zhao has been in the living room all afternoon.
Then, her next chance to communicate with Lu Chen face to face would be next weekend...
No more hesitation.
Yan Ning took the sticky note without hesitation and quickly wrote down the question that had been bothering her all day without thinking.
Then, cautiously and guiltily, she glanced at Teacher Zhao again, and while confirming that the teacher was not paying attention to this side, she quickly put the sticky note towards Lu Chen and quickly withdrew her hand.
Yan Ning lowered his head and waited anxiously.
Yu Guangzhong.
The person opposite, after reading the note, picked up the pen without hesitation and wrote a line of words below.
Then, he seemed to be about to pick it up and hand it back, but for some reason he paused and added another line of words on it.
One second later.
The yellow mass approached.
However, I don’t know whether Lu Chen is good at this or he is confident that his figure can completely block it, so he just casually put it in front of her.
Yan Ningke couldn't be as calm as him.
She reached out to take it hastily, but because of her nervousness and her glance at Teacher Zhao, she misjudged the distance. What she pinched with her fingertips was not smooth paper at all, but -
Warm skin, hard nail surface.
That is.
Lu Chen's hand.
If this mistake happened under normal circumstances, Yan Ning would probably be very upset.
But at this moment, she was so focused on avoiding being exposed and the answer on the sticky note that she had no time to care about such small details.
She loosened her fingertips, then slid down, took the sticky note, placed it on the side of the notebook, and then looked down.
It says on it——
You chose liberal arts? Why?
Her problem is the beautiful and neat handwriting.
And Lu Chen’s answer:
Yes. I don't do things that don't challenge me.
[I won't do anything I'm not sure of.]
The handwriting is casual, yet reveals the youthful spirit of frivolity.
Yan Ning's index finger lightly touched the edge of the paper. The slightly rough touch made her thoughts drift far away in an instant.
Yes.
Similar confusion.
During the summer vacation after her high school entrance examination, she saw the name "Lu Chen" on the computer screen for the first time, along with the titles of No. 12 Middle School and the city's top scorer in the high school entrance examination.
At that time, he was someone she had never seen before, like a cloud of fog.
And now.
Should I say it was a coincidence, or perhaps it was fate...
He sat opposite her.
Everything.
Just two words, "no challenge" and "no certainty", are enough to summarize it.
From a distance, Lu Chen seemed distant and impossible to see through.
But in fact, as long as you get closer and take a closer look, you will feel that——
He turned out to be.
It’s always so simple and easy to understand.
Yan Ning was sighing alone here, further refreshing his understanding of Lu Chen.
What she didn't notice was...
Across from him, the object of the refreshment, the young man who had just written the unruly words, kept his hand suspended in the air, motionless in the distance, as if he was stunned for three seconds after the sticky note was taken away.
From the sofa, there was the sound of a cup being put back on the coffee table.
Then, Lu Chen woke up from his dream and stopped.
He almost tried to hide it, quickly lowering his gaze while picking up the pen next to the paper roll. However, he couldn't ignore the delicate, warm touch of skin that still lingered on his index finger...
"Ningning, have you finished writing?"
When Teacher Zhao's voice came out, Lu Chen suddenly woke up. He held the pen, lowered his head, and wanted to write something on the paper, but suddenly found out——
Pen.
I took it upside down.
“I’m done!”
Yan Ning, on the other hand, had already put the sticky notes back into his pencil case early in the morning and was ready to attend the class.
At this time, what a coincidence.
On the desk, their eyes met again for a moment.
Then, Yan Ning saw that Lu Chen touched the tip of his nose with one hand, and made a beautiful pen flower with the other hand, and then hurriedly moved away with a guilty look on his face.
Yan Ning:?
She was a little confused.
What's wrong with him?
Didn’t he just look like an expert at passing notes?
Today's questions were relatively basic. Yan Ning only made a mistake in one question and got the rest right. Teacher Zhao also expanded on some of the knowledge points.
At around three o'clock, Grandma Cen woke up from her nap, came to the living room to see if everyone was there, and then turned around and went to the kitchen with satisfaction.
Soon, Teacher Zhao gave Yan Ning some more questions, and then went to the kitchen to help.
The glass door blocks the noise of the kitchen utensils.
The living room was quiet for a moment.
After Yan Ning calmed down, his speed in solving the questions increased, and soon he finished all the questions.
Still having some free time, she turned to get her wrong answer book and record the wrong questions she had just made.
As soon as he made a move, he heard Lu Chen on the opposite side speak calmly:
"What about you?"
Yan Ning paused, puzzled, and looked up, "Me?"
"Why are you so anxious when you hear I chose liberal arts? Do you want to know the reason?"
Very rare.
Those dark eyes looked straight at her, but there was no smile at all.
Lu Chen folded his hands, placed them on the table, leaned forward slightly, and continued, "It's a matter of reciprocity. This is my question. Can you tell me the answer?"
How strange.
The desk, which she had always thought was very spacious, seemed to be occupied by him at this moment.
She even has a kind.
The oppressive feeling of being forced into a corner.
Yan Ning felt that indescribable heat climbing and spreading along his spine again.
And this time it's even worse.
Under his gaze, it began to spread slowly throughout the body.
Her heart began to beat wildly again, as if something uncertain was about to break out of the ground...
She instinctively sensed danger, swallowed, and subconsciously avoided the other person's sight, wanting to escape.
"I have no idea……"
And after seeing her reaction, those dark eyes finally suppressed the surging waves in their eyes.
Suddenly there was a sound of snapping fingers.
"I know."
Yan Ning:?
When she looked up, she saw Lu Chen had returned to his usual state, with a faint smile in his eyes:
"Maybe it's because we won't be able to take exams in the same room in the future, which would be a bit regretful, right?"
Lu Chen opened his folded hands, held his chin with one hand, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said something half-truthful, like a joke:
"After all, there aren't many enthusiastic students like me who have eyes on the top of their heads and can detect the angle of reflection from the glass in real time."
I had a vague feeling in my heart that something was not right.
But after being guided by Lu Chen.
Yan Ning continued to unravel the complex emotions, and finally separated the clearest part from them.
"right."
Yan Ning lowered his eyes, then raised them again and said seriously:
"But what's even more regrettable is that I haven't sat in front of you yet."
Those almond-shaped eyes showed her eagerness to challenge him.
For the first time, he revealed a little bit of his never-before-seen image of an ambitious man with the determination to win.
Lu Chen on the opposite side seemed to be stunned for a moment.
Immediately, the smile in his eyes widened, and he raised his hands in surrender:
"I give up."
I think Lu Chen is teasing me again.
Yan Ning's momentum instantly dissipated. Not wanting to pay attention to him, he lowered his head and took the wrong answer book.
"I'm serious, don't disbelieve me."
Yan Ning pursed her lips, opened the notebook, and couldn't help complaining in her heart, "Your tone doesn't sound serious, okay?"
Just listen over there.
"real."
Lu Chen repeated it again, speaking much faster than before.
But Yan Ning took a pen and copied the questions.
Lu Chen sighed and changed the subject:
"Actually, when I was little, I was kind of pathetic."
Yan Ning finally stopped what he was doing and looked up at him.
Lu Chen laughed again, "You finally pay attention to me."
Then, before Yan Ning ignored him again, Lu Chen suppressed his smile and said seriously:
"At that time, my parents were too busy with work and there was no one at home to take care of me, so starting from kindergarten, after school, on weekends and holidays, they habitually put me in various interest classes and training classes.
I was quite smart. After I learned the knowledge for my age group, I started to learn more. Over time, I learned more and more.
But gradually, I actually felt very bored and had long forgotten whether I was really interested in anything or why I was learning.
Lu Chen finished telling the slightly bitter past in a very relaxed tone.
The sun, which was covered by clouds outside the window, just happened to appear.
There is light coming.
The pair of dark eyes looking at her were even brighter than the light.
"So, I just came into contact with this knowledge earlier than you."
"And now, compared to you,"
Lu Chen smiled again, but his words were more serious: "In terms of momentum alone, I lose completely."
He turned out to be.
I actually thought so...
Feeling a little embarrassed by Lu Chen's gaze, Yan Ning lowered his eyes, put away the pen, and poked a blank space on the notebook.
Her heart was like a lake with a stone thrown into it, and it took a long time for it to calm down.
But I don’t know what to say in response.
Just learn from him.
Changing the subject:
"Then, from now on, at this time, will I not see you here anymore?"
On Saturday afternoons, Lu Chen usually does physics problems and occasionally has discussions with Teacher Zhao.
But once Lu Chen chose liberal arts, Yan Ning doubted whether he would still have such a need.
"How come?"
Lu Chen resumed his usual, somewhat casual tone, "Don't we still have a discussion meeting to go to? You can't lie to me, otherwise-"
He raised his hand, pretending to wipe his tears, but his eyes were still staring at her with a smile:
"I'm going to cry."
His words were mostly joking.
But I don’t know why.
At that moment, Yan Ning thought of it, although Lu Chen said it easily now.
But back then, when he was still a little kid and couldn't wait for his parents to come, would he...
Really helpless crying?
"I absolutely will not lie to you!"
Yan Ning felt a little distressed and answered seriously.
So, Lu Chen immediately returned to his smiling face.
"So, don't worry, nothing will change."
There was a sound of pushing and pulling from the glass door.
Yan Ning quickly picked up the pen and lowered his head to study.
Lu Chen's eyes were still fixed on her, the dark color suppressed in his eyes was churning again, and he added silently in his heart:
At least, temporarily.
-
Another Monday.
The second confirmation form for subject division requires the student's signature.
The fact that Lu Chen chose liberal arts was subsequently exposed, like a bombshell dropped onto the calm water.
Various speculations and rumors are spreading about this.
But no matter what, the first monthly exam soon began and ended, and the classes were re-divided based on the results and the preferences for arts and science majors.
After the division of subjects——
Yan Ning was still in the key class, Jiang Caijun was still her homeroom teacher, and the subject teachers hadn't changed much, and were still in Class 2. The only difference was that there was one more word on the sign at the classroom door:
Grade 1 Science (2) Class.
There was only one key liberal arts class, Class 1 of Grade 11, located on the floor above the science class. Xin Jing and Lu Chen became classmates.
As agreed before, Xin Jing and Yan Ning would go see each other whenever they had time, and they met almost every day. Although they saw each other less often, their relationship had indeed remained unchanged.
The weather is getting warmer.
In the blink of an eye, it was April.
The spring rain sometimes falls very heavily. On this day, the sky was clear early in the morning, but less than two classes later, it started to drizzle outside the window.
The rain never stopped.
Of course, there is no need to do physical exercises during recess.
The English teacher delayed the class for a while.
Yan Ning sat in the middle of the first row. As soon as the class was over, she couldn't wait to turn her gaze to the classroom door. Xin Jing was holding an umbrella and waving at her excitedly.
"Ningning, let's go to the supermarket!"
Yan Ning nodded happily: "Okay!"
The two girls went to the supermarket downstairs, hand in hand and holding an umbrella.
The rain wasn't heavy, and there were quite a lot of people in the supermarket.
In the beverage area at the door, Xin Jing chose a bottle of milk tea and Yan Ning took a box of pure milk. After paying the bill, the two came out. After that, they did not go upstairs, but stayed in the small garden in front of the building, chatting under an umbrella.
After a while.
We talked about a lot of different topics.
Xin Jing suddenly asked:
"By the way, Ningning, do you want to go to Fang Zean's birthday party? It's at the end of May, after the midterm exams. He invited us to go together."
When I first heard the name.
Yan Ning bit the straw and was stunned.
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