Qin Sheng's exam venue was Chunhe No. 1 Middle School. She was busy at the hospital when she was checking out the exam venue, so she didn't get to see it in advance.
All I know is that it's near the first-year high school building.
I just happened to be passing by and went over to take a look, but I didn't expect that there were already people there.
Qin Sheng glanced at the time: 7:04.
There were still nearly two hours until the first Chinese exam was scheduled to begin at 9:00 AM.
Normally, students should still be in the classroom reviewing at this time.
Moreover, the examination room will be sealed off in a while, so generally no one will come here.
Thinking of Qin Sheng, he took a few more steps closer and stared intently at her.
The classroom lights were off, and the lighting was poor. It was difficult to see inside from the distance of one classroom.
However, Qin Sheng had good eyesight and could see it clearly after taking a few more glances.
There was indeed someone in the classroom, and it was someone she knew.
—Wu Xiaoyue.
After gazing into the distance for two seconds, Qin Sheng knew why she was there.
After thinking for a moment, he raised his hand and knocked on the door.
Wu Xiaoyue was startled to see someone coming at this time. She immediately looked up and saw the person's face. Her pupils shrank involuntarily, and she was so nervous that she didn't know where to put her hands and feet.
Qin Sheng nodded to her: "Back to the classroom?"
Wu Xiaoyue unconsciously twisted her hands together, her gaze darting around, not daring to fall on Qin Sheng, and said, "You go back first, I... I'll go back later."
Qin Sheng stared at her intently for a long while, and just when Wu Xiaoyue thought she wouldn't say anything more, Qin Sheng spoke.
He said calmly, "Teacher Wen will be at the school for the four days of the college entrance examination."
Wu Xiaoyue suddenly raised her head, as if she couldn't believe what she had heard.
Qin Sheng looked at her calmly and continued, "Unless you don't go back to the classroom, you'll run into her eventually."
Wu Xiaoyue's face turned deathly pale, and her hands were twisted into a pretzel.
Qin Sheng looked at him, her gaze softening slightly. After thinking for a moment, she said, "It has nothing to do with you. Go back to the classroom."
Wu Xiaoyue lowered her eyes, and after a long while, she slowly picked up her Chinese textbook and other learning materials from the table and walked out of the classroom.
Previously, due to the distance and poor lighting, Qin Sheng couldn't see her face clearly. Now that she could see it clearly, even she was stunned.
Wu Xiaoyue's face was deathly pale, her eyes were bloodshot, her lips were pale and bluish, and her brows and eyes were filled with an inescapable melancholy and darkness.
Qin Sheng frowned.
He wanted to say something, but in the end he only said indifferently, "Let's go."
Wu Xiaoyue responded softly and followed Qin Sheng step by step towards Class 1.
But they ran into Wen Muyun, who was out looking for someone, on the way.
Wen Muyun saw the two from afar and paused slightly. While wondering why the two had come together, he continued walking forward without stopping.
He stopped only when he stood in front of the two people.
She first looked at Qin Sheng and smiled, "I thought you were going to stand me up again."
Qin Sheng: "...I wouldn't dare."
Can you imagine a little girl staring blankly at you and saying "I dare not"? Wen Muyun found it quite interesting and cute.
He couldn't resist reaching out and pinching the girl's fair cheek: "I bought you some tea flavors, they're in the classroom."
Qin Sheng's expression relaxed a little. She glanced at the two of them, nodded, and said calmly, "You two continue chatting. I'll go back to the classroom first."
Before leaving, he remembered something, reached into his pocket, pulled out a small porcelain bottle, and handed it to Wu Xiaoyue: "Take one pill a day for the next few days, and after the exam, go home and sleep for three days and three nights."
In this state, I guess I haven't had a proper night's sleep in the past two months.
She was even worse off than the person who had been conducting experiments for over two months.
This medicine is what she usually carries with her to stay awake when she feels sleepy; it's more effective than coffee or anything like that.
However, it's only temporary; one pill only lasts a day, and you still need to get plenty of sleep to fully recover.
Wen Muyun clearly had something to say to Wu Xiaoyue, so Qin Sheng decided not to be a third wheel.
He left the medicine and then departed.
It's been about four months since she last had a cup of Chayun tea, hasn't it?
It definitely tastes much better than other shops.
Qin Sheng gulped down a glass in one go, then turned her gaze to the glass in front of Song Yanzhi.
Song Yanzhi: "..."
She pursed her lips and handed over the milk tea, muttering irritably, "I knew it."
Qin Sheng looked at the unopened milk tea, gave him an approving look, and then took out a ticket from the drawer and handed it to him: "Go check it out early next month if you're interested."
Song Yanzhi took the ticket with a suspicious look, but when he saw the contents, he was so shocked he almost jumped up: "TOP team commercial match internal ticket, how do you have this?!"
Qin Sheng looked at him suspiciously: "I thought I had given you the WeChat accounts of a few people who play King of Glory?"
Should we push away Wan, Potian, and Tanlang?
It happened so long ago that Song Yanzhi had almost forgotten. It took him several seconds to recall, and then his body stiffened, even his voice became a little stiff: "Didn't you say they were all liars?"
Qin Sheng: "..."
She remembered too.
At the time, Song Yanzhi said those people were strange and looked like swindlers. She was too lazy to explain and just casually agreed.
Cough cough.
Although Qin Sheng hadn't spoken yet, Song Yanzhi had already vaguely realized something. His hands trembled slightly as he tentatively asked, "Don't tell me those three are really Wan Shen, Po Tian, and Tan Lang?"
Qin Sheng gave him a somewhat complicated look and nodded: "Mm."
Song Yanzhi: "..."
Song Yanzhi: "!!!"
One day!
He frantically rummaged through the drawer for his phone, quickly finding the three WeChat contacts that Jones had been pestering him for a while before he finally blocked them out of sheer exasperation.
It can be turned into an emoji in a second.
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Good heavens, good heavens, good heavens, his father Jones! He really didn't mean it. He really thought these three idiots... ugh, these three great gods were just playing a joke on him!
Sob sob sob, his dream of becoming a professional gamer just brushed past him, and with a bang, turned into countless bubbles.
This is terrible, absolutely terrible.
It's simply that the heavens are against him!
Just as Song Yanzhi was inwardly groaning, Qin Sheng casually snatched the phone from his hand, tapped the stack of books and materials on his desk with the corner of the phone, and said indifferently, "Studying."
Song Yanzhi: No!
What's the point of studying or taking exams if it's more important than his career as a professional King of Glory player?
Qin Sheng continued, "If you get into the top 50 in your grade, I'll give you another chance."
An opportunity? What kind of opportunity?
Song Yan instinctively wanted to ask, but when his gaze swept over the phone in Qin Sheng's hand, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and nodded firmly: "Okay!"
Then I buried myself in the textbooks and started studying.
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