The initial selection process for tIp within the school uses a classic exam format. After three people are selected, they will receive intensive training, and finally, through multiple rounds of selection, they will be chosen to participate in the tIp International Physics Competition.
Tomorrow is the school's preliminary selection. Song Xijun didn't expect that Ruan Qingan would also participate. The day before the preliminary selection, she dragged Ruan Qingan to the library to study and tried her best to give her a crash course before the exam.
At least... being able to answer one competition question correctly would be fine?
It was as if she was trying to break a rock with an egg, and Song Xijun would wrap her up tightly, afraid that she would break if she touched it and upset her.
In response, Nguyen Thanh An said she had nothing to say.
The sun was shining brightly. Ruan Qing'an sat in a corner, twirling her pen, while Song Xijun went to get her a book for intensive review. But as she waited, she caught a glimpse of a figure walking by.
That's... Tang Siya?
Ruan Qing'an was slightly taken aback, then subconsciously stood up and followed.
Meanwhile, Song Xijun was standing by the innermost bookshelf, holding the book he had chosen for Ruan Qing'an in one arm, his fingertips gliding along the spine of the book with the other: "...Why don't I see it?"
"Is this what you're looking for?"
At this moment, Tang Siya suddenly spoke up. In her hand was a copy of Stephen Hawking's "A Brief History of Time." Seeing Song Xijun turn to look at her, she said, "Although tomorrow is the TIP's preliminary selection on campus, I think with your abilities, it won't be a problem."
"I've noticed you've been looking at these bookshelves, and most of them are Hawking's works. I guess you're looking for this one, right?"
Tang Siya guessed confidently.
But Song Xijun only glanced at her, then pulled another book from the bookshelf next to her: "Sorry, I'm not interested in the book you're holding. I'm looking for 'The Universe in a Nutshell'."
Tang Siya, who wanted to show off her intelligence: ...
Seeing that Song Xijun was trying to walk past her, Tang Siya immediately stepped forward and blocked his way: "I'm sorry about what happened yesterday, Song Xijun."
"Then you should apologize to the teacher."
After saying that, Song Xijun turned to the side.
Seeing his unyielding attitude, Tang Siya couldn't help but frown. She always had a very clear understanding of herself; for example, she would never even consider participating in an international physics competition of the level of TIP.
Unlike Li Ming, who insisted on fighting to the death, Tang Siya wanted to finish her research project as soon as possible so that she could be recommended to a better school for graduate studies. All she cared about was saving face.
Before Song Xijun could take more than a few steps, Tang Siya caught up with her: "Song Xijun, are you angry because of what happened before? I'm sorry, I apologize to you on behalf of Liming. I just sincerely hope that we can let bygones be bygones."
“I admire you, and I have also participated in some academic exchange activities. We can learn from each other, and I hope that other people’s affairs will not affect our relationship.”
"Can we get to know each other again?"
Song Xijun paused in her steps.
Tang Siya's rambling stopped, and before she could even feel happy, Song Xijun said, "This is a library, please be quiet, thank you."
"you--"
Tang Siya's face stiffened, looking somewhat amusing.
Song Xijun's dark eyes seemed devoid of any emotion as he walked straight to the other side with the book in his hands. But then Tang Siya suddenly reached out, her target the book in his arms.
"How about this, let's sit down and talk, I'll help you."
"……unnecessary."
Song Xijun's brows furrowed even more, but Tang Siya pressed on relentlessly, her expression and demeanor suggesting nothing more than ordinary kindness, until her hand was about to touch hers—
Song Xijun released his hand immediately, as if avoiding a plague.
Immediately afterward, the books in his arms fell to the ground, and Tang Siya cried out in surprise, quickly pulling her hand back in pain. A red mark appeared on her fingertip from the slipping paper, as if she had been cut and bled.
Song Xijun's face darkened: "Why weren't you more careful?"
"I'm fine, don't worry."
Tang Siya quickly shook her head and stretched her hand out in front of Song Xijun, as if pleading, "Look, it's really nothing."
She comes from a good family, is good-looking, and excels in her studies.
Tang Siya didn't believe that Song Xijun, a poor boy who only knew how to study, would choose between Ruan Qing'an, a delinquent girl, and her, a rich young lady, if he would lower his status and take the initiative to show goodwill.
But her outstretched hand remained awkwardly hanging in the air, while Song Xijun had already squatted down and hurriedly picked up the books scattered all over the floor: "Do you know how precious these books are, Miss Tang?"
"If your hands damage these books and leave marks, it is disrespectful to knowledge. I hope you will be more careful next time."
Upon hearing this, Tang Siya's feigned smile completely crumbled.
But Song Xijun had already stood up, carrying her books, and brushed past her, just as ironically as she had in class yesterday.
As Song Xijun walked around, he saw Ruan Qing'an standing not far from the bookshelf, looking at him with his arms crossed, or rather, Tang Siya behind him.
Song Xijun was slightly taken aback: "You're just going to watch?"
037 asked the same question: [Yeah, ancestors, you're just watching?]
It was practically shaking Ruan Qing'an's shoulders and loudly telling her that the person in front of her was the target of her affections. In the past, which of the mission takers would have kept the male and female leads far apart, afraid that the male lead would fall in love? But Ruan Qing'an was just standing aside watching the show.
037 indicates a lack of understanding.
Ruan Qing'an simply shrugged: "It's rare to see someone interested in wood and actively throwing themselves at her. She always has a good eye."
Am I really that bad?
"Of course not."
Ruan Qing'an paused, then stepped forward and grabbed Song Xijun's collar, pulling him down to bend over. Her lips curved into a smile, and her leaden eyes held a teasing, spring-like allure.
Under the bright summer sun—
Nguyen Thanh An was far more heartwarming than this temperature.
Her breath was sweet and fragrant, stirring up all sorts of desire: "I'm just curious, what kind of person could ignite such a block of wood like you?"
Song Xijun paused, and the next moment Ruan Qing'an had already taken a step back, as if her prank had succeeded. But just as she was about to leave, a hand suddenly pulled her back.
The book that Song Xijun had been so protective of was now casually placed on a shelf to the side, and Ruan Qing'an was leaning against the bookshelf with Song Xijun's arm supporting her against it, nestled right in his embrace.
On the other side, his slender fingers spread the book open.
Hidden behind the pages of the book, Song Xijun leaned close to Ruan Qing'an, her dark eyes lowered: "I think that person is you."
Warm breath fell on her face, catching Ruan Qing'an off guard. Her ears burned red, and she hurriedly lowered her head, coughing, "Men and women shouldn't touch each other, stay away from me!"
037: [I never thought the host would lose too?!]
Ruan Qing'an, whose inner thoughts remained expressionless: ...
Tang Siya stared at the two people hidden by the book, seemingly being intimate. Her face turned ashen. No wonder she had no feelings for her; she had been blind to have fallen for Ruan Qing'an!
That's a joke!
After Tang Siya left, Ruan Qing'an quickly crawled out from under Song Xijun's arms and asked in a low voice, "Why did she suddenly become so warm towards you?"
"have no idea."
"Could it be the topic she mentioned yesterday..."
Ruan Qing'an spoke to himself, his eyes growing increasingly dark.
In the original text, Tang Siya was working on a project, but given her abilities, it would probably take her four years to complete, and she might not even be able to finish it. In the end, in the original text, it was Song Xijun, the male protagonist, who helped her complete it.
Watching Song Xijun list out the key points for review, Ruan Qing'an chuckled. But this time, Tang Siya will probably have to put in the effort herself…
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