The winner is Class 3.

Everyone gathered together, and the class teachers of each class said a few words of comfort or celebration, and then asked all the students to return to their hotels.

Perhaps it was because of a crazy day of fun that everyone was still too excited to sleep. After returning to their rooms and washing up, many people went to visit the rooms of their good classmates.

Seeing that Yan Qingyue looked troubled and unhappy since she came back, Duan Yuwei dragged Yan Qingyue to join in the fun.

"So this is what your room looks like. It looks a little more spacious than ours."

"You mean Qingyue?"

Duan Yuwei asked Yan Qingyue.

Yan Qingyue hummed softly.

After touring the rooms, the girls started chatting.

"Did you know that when Sheng Yuan was looking for beads just now, she sprained her ankle? The God of Learning carried her back personally."

“Many people saw it.”

"Oh my god, my worldview has been refreshed once again. Is this still the always cold and icy academic genius?"

"I thought that the fact that the God of Learning would have lunch with Sheng Yuan was shocking enough to me."

"The God of Learning has never been so close to anyone, right?"

"Oh, Sheng Yuan is so pretty and her family is so rich, it's hard not to make boys fall in love with her."

"No—"

Just when everyone was gossiping enthusiastically, Yan Qingyue suddenly interrupted.

They turned their heads and looked.

I noticed that the squad leader, who always looked gentle, had an unhappy look on his face and frowned, rarely showing such a stern expression.

"Shi Yan is not that kind of person."

Everyone also knew that the class monitor and the academic genius had known each other since childhood, so it was natural for them to think that the class monitor must also know the academic genius well.

However, the academic god would have lunch with Sheng Yuan, and when Sheng Yuan sprained her ankle, the academic god even carried her back.

This is all so surprising.

"That's because..." Because Sheng Yuan spent three hundred thousand to make Shi Yan obey her.

Yan Qingyue almost blurted out the second half of the sentence, but when it came to her lips, she took a deep breath and stopped herself in time.

"Why, squad leader?" someone asked curiously.

Finally, Yan Qingyue shook her head and sighed, "Nothing."

Not wanting to hear any more of these topics, Yan Qingyue made the excuse that she wanted to see the night view and went to the balcony of the room to get some fresh air.

Six days.

Only six days left.

There are only six days left until the date Sheng Yuan and Shi Yan agreed upon.

It will be over soon.

By that time, everyone will see that Shi Yan will no longer be with Sheng Yuan.

Yan Qingyue thought about this with inexplicable anxiety and relief, and her heart was immediately relieved.

She looked out of the balcony in a relaxed manner, and just as she raised her head, she saw an unexpected person on the balcony on the left side of the first floor.

Time inkstone.

The boys were arranged to stay downstairs from the girls.

Yan Qingyue heard Shi Yan's room number by heart, and when she came to visit, she also knew that Shi Yan's room was downstairs.

It was not surprising to see Shi Yan on the balcony of the room where Shi Yan lived.

Yan Qingyue was surprised. It was almost half past ten, approaching eleven o'clock, and Shi Yan, who always had a very regular schedule, had not rested yet.

The boy must have just taken a shower.

The black hair covering his forehead had a soft feeling as if it had not yet dried. He was wearing a white T-shirt and gray sweatpants, standing in front of the railing. His clean profile was clearly outlined in the dark, and a cell phone with a bright screen was pressed against his ear.

Who is Shi Yan talking to on the phone?

Yan Qingyue heard Shi Yan's vague low voice, and without thinking, she subconsciously walked towards the balcony, walked lightly, pricked up her ears, and stopped in a position where she could hear clearly what Shi Yan said.

The master bedroom in the presidential suite.

Sheng Yuan made a voice call to Shi Yan.

On the phone, Shi Yan said that he didn't bring his exercise book today.

Sheng Yuan said indifferently: "Then, talk to me."

"..." Shi Yan pursed his lips, "What do you say?"

Sheng Yuan: "Whatever, anything is fine."

There was silence.

Sheng Yuan was still waiting for Shi Yan to speak, but Shi Yan managed to utter three words after a long while, "I don't know."

Sheng Yuan didn't think it was boring, because she was even more boring, and her words were nonsensical. Without warning, she suddenly asked Shi Yan: "What are your hobbies?"

Before Shi Yan could answer, Sheng Yuan had already answered for him, saying jokingly, "I know, do the questions, right?"

"no."

Shi Yan frowned slightly and denied it in a calm voice.

He doesn't regard doing exercises as a hobby, but simply acts according to the rule of "what to do and when to do it". He is a student now, and a student's task is naturally to study. As graduation is approaching and all new courses have been learned, he does exercises to consolidate his knowledge.

Sheng Yuan was curious: "What are your hobbies?"

Shi Yan: “No.”

"No way," Sheng Yuan said, "Everyone should have something they like to do, so - let me ask it another way. If you are outside of school, what would you do spontaneously and often?"

Shi Yan thought for a moment and said, "Running."

Because it’s a good way to kill time.

"..." Sheng Yuan was choked for three seconds, and then commented: "Shi Yan, you are so boring."

Shi Yan remained silent, as if he agreed with Sheng Yuan's statement.

Sheng Yuan asked again: "What is your favorite food?"

This time Shi Yan answered faster.

"I don't have any particular favorite, as long as it fills my stomach."

“…”

Sheng Yuan was once again bored by Shi Yan's answer, which seemed like an old monk in meditation.

"Shi Yan, can you sing?"

Shi Yan: “No.”

"Then can you do crosstalk?"

Shi Yan: “…No.” Even less so.

Sheng Yuan: "Then what can you do?"

Shi Yan was silent again.

Sheng Yuan sighed: "Shi Yan, are you a piece of wood?"

Shi Yan asked back seriously: "How can a piece of wood become a human?"

She was obviously joking, but he responded seriously.

“…”

Sheng Yuan chatted with Shi Yandong like this.

until.

Sheng Yuan yawned.

"I'm sleepy."

"Um."

Sheng Yuan said confidently: "Say good night to me."

"……Good night."

"No, it's - Sheng Yuan, good night."

Shi Yan pursed his lips: "Sheng Yuan, good night."

"Shi Yan, good night."

The voice was disconnected.

Shi Yan put away his phone, turned around, opened the balcony glass door, and returned inside.

On the balcony on the first floor.

Yan Qingyue had already frozen in place, eyes full of disbelief.

——Shi Yan was talking to Sheng Yuan on the phone, and Shi Yan also said good night to Sheng Yuan.

In fact, Yan Qingyue also knew Shi Yan's number, which she copied from her father Yan Chengye's mobile phone. Because she didn't dare to disturb him rashly, she never called him once.

I'm afraid Yan still doesn't know that I have his number.

Yan Qingyue came in from the balcony in a daze.

"Qingyue, come here, do you want to hear some gossip?"

Duan Yuwei waved excitedly. She turned her head and looked at a girl on the sofa. The girl was a student from another class. She also came to visit and had just come in. "Hey, can you tell me again what you said about Sheng Yuan? Qingyue didn't hear it."

In this student exchange program, Tengya and Qingfeng exchanged a total of four students.

Among the four Qingfeng students who came to Tengya, one was the girl’s best friend. During these days in Tengya, the two had been in contact through QQ, and the best friend shared a lot of things about Tengya with her.