Chapter 49 Is this really necessary?
Zhou Yanchuan paused, the pen he was twirling in his fingers, and lifted his eyelids to look at him.
"That guy whose grades were all the rage in several schools a while ago, that's him," Su Shun said, then casually added, "I think he's also participating in the competition this time."
Zhou Yanchuan's gaze shifted slightly as he looked down at his phone.
He hasn't replied to his message yet.
His expression remained unchanged; he simply stared down, his fingers lightly tapping the back of the fuselage.
*
Besides Wen Jiu and Song Xingran, two students from the top class, a boy and a girl, also went to the training camp. The girl stood with Wen Jiu before getting on the bus.
"Hello, my name is Jiang Zhao, Jiang as in Jiang Ziya, and Zhao as in the sun and moon shining brightly."
"Hello," Wen Jiu greeted politely, but before she could say her name, the girl interrupted, "Finally, I see you. Our teacher talks about you the most in class. Whenever the grades come out, he always mentions you and then starts scolding us."
Wen Jiu was stunned for a moment.
The girl added, "But you're really amazing."
"Thanks."
They arrived at the training camp at 10:30 a.m. After Lin Ran led the group to their classrooms and dormitories, they left, but before leaving, she repeatedly emphasized that they should keep a calm mindset.
It doesn't matter whether I win an award or not; I'll just consider it an experience.
"good."
Wen Jiu and Jiang Zhao responded, watched the teacher leave, and then turned and walked towards the classroom.
Those who can come here are all top students in the school, and they all carry a certain arrogance that they themselves are unaware of.
But what kind of place is this? It's full of experts, and the one thing it doesn't lack is so-called geniuses.
When someone pushes the door open and comes in, some people will look up lazily and glance at them, while others simply ignore them completely.
When Wen Jiu and Jiang Zhao pushed open the door, most of the seats in the classroom were already occupied. The two girls walked quietly to the two empty seats in the back row.
But sometimes the more careful you are, the easier it is to make a sound. When Jiang Zhao passed by a boy's desk, her backpack accidentally bumped into the water bottle that the boy had placed next to him.
The sound of a "bang" was particularly clear in the quiet atmosphere.
Not only were those who were engrossed in their work startled, but even Jiang Zhao, who had made the noise, was stunned for several seconds. When she belatedly realized she wanted to apologize, she stopped when the boy raised his head.
She never expected it to be Lu Jingci.
And because it was him, everyone around turned their attention to him.
Staring at that handsome face, Jiang Zhao was momentarily lost in thought, then quickly said, "I'm sorry."
Her face was also redder than before.
"fine."
Jiang Zhao breathed a sigh of relief at his emotionless remark. Just as she was about to leave, his voice rang out again, this time gentler than before: "Your friend?"
She paused for a moment, then realized that the boy was talking to the person behind her.
*
After sitting down, Jiang Zhao looked at the person next to her with a surprised expression: "You actually know Lu Jingci!"
Wen Jiu looked at him with a hint of confusion, as if to say, "What's wrong with him?"
Jiang Zhao understood the meaning in the girl's eyes, and said with some excitement, "Him! Lu Jingci!"
A perfect score isn't legendary here; it's just the norm.
Even among this group of "firsts", Lu Jingci seemed to be singled out and shone brightly.
He is too outstanding.
So outstanding that they seem unattainable.
Many people tried to get involved with him, but he always remained cold.
This was the first time I'd ever seen him take the initiative to greet a girl, so it was hard not to be excited.
"How did you two meet?" Jiang Zhao couldn't help but ask.
"We were in the same class in junior high."
"Well," she wanted to ask again, but the door was suddenly pushed open, and the teacher's voice rang out: "Put down your pens and lift your heads."
Jiang Zhao stopped speaking and looked up towards the podium.
The teacher on stage first gave a brief self-introduction before getting straight to the point and starting to talk about the specific schedule of the training camp.
The group didn't respond much, and it was unclear whether they had listened or not.
The teacher seemed to be used to this atmosphere. After giving instructions, he left with the words "Study on your own" and turned to leave.
Seeing the teacher leave, Jiang Zhao wanted to continue asking the question she hadn't finished asking, but when she turned around and saw the girl writing her questions, she shut her mouth and hurriedly took out her own test paper.
*
After school in the evening, the atmosphere in the classroom was more relaxed than during the day. Most of the students came here for experiments, among whom two boys were particularly lively. One was named Chen Che, and the other was named An Ze.
As soon as school was over, they started discussing whether or not to go out for a late-night snack.
"I saw a shopping street across the street when I was in the car today, do you want to go grab something to eat?"
"I've been studying all day, I'm exhausted."
As Chen Che spoke, he put his arm around the shoulder of the person sitting on the stool, "Should we get it fixed—"
Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly stood up from his chair. His hand, which was on his shoulder, missed its mark, and he staggered, almost falling.
"Hey," Shen Che steadied himself and was about to protest when he saw the person stand up from the chair and walk straight to the window. His eyes immediately lit up.
Not only him, but Anze, who was standing next to him, also looked shocked after noticing it.
He stared intently at the back of the figure walking towards the girl.
"What's going on?"
"What could be going on?" Chen Che leaned against the table, arms crossed. "He's got feelings for that girl, huh?"
Wen Jiu capped the last pen and put it in her pencil case. As she went to zip it up, a voice sounded from above her: "Can I ask you a question?"
She stopped moving and looked up.
The boy's expression was polite and gentle.
She unzipped her pencil case again and looked down at the test paper handed to her.
Which question?
The boy tapped the last question twice with his fingers.
“As for this question,” Wen Jiu said, taking out her pen.
Hearing that gentle voice, Lu Jingci's expression softened, and he sat down in the seat in front of her.
Jiang Zhao, who was standing to the side, had been staring blankly ever since the boy came over. Did Lu Jingci still have any questions he couldn't answer?
Moreover, she looked at the boy to her side, her head slightly lowered. Although she was listening to the question, her eyes were full of the person in front of her.
She seemed to have discovered something extraordinary.
"Have you mastered it?" Wen Jiu asked softly after finishing the last step.
"Yes," Lu Jingci replied, not forgetting to thank him.
“It’s nothing,” Wen Jiu closed her pen, glanced at the girl who had been watching her, and said, “Let’s go.”
As Lu Jingci walked past, the eyes of everyone in the classroom shifted to him, all curious about what kind of girl would make him ask her questions.
She's a much more well-behaved girl than I imagined.
She sat there quietly, her eyes lowered, as beautiful as a painting.
They all considered themselves to be good students in the traditional sense, as their parents described them, but when they saw a girl, they still felt a sense of unease and dared not approach her.
So good.
"What's going on?" As soon as the person left, Anze couldn't help but ask.
Lu Jingci didn't speak, but stared at the draft paper with the girl's name written on it in his hand. After looking at it for a while, he lowered his head and smiled.
The two people next to him were stunned at first, and then cursed at the same time.
"Damn, do you have to do this?"
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