After Yan Han finished those two sentences, there was a sound of people sucking in their breaths. If complaints in one's heart could form a barrage, then the people who looked at Yan Han at this moment would have been covered in barrages!

After receiving such a reply, the two men in suits looked at each other, but still respected Yan Han's idea. They only left their contact information and left without further entanglement.

The two men left on the spot, and Lin Jianlu did not stay for long. After the people left, Yan Han first breathed a sigh of relief, and then continued to mop the floor as if nothing had happened.

The dry ground he had mopped in front of him did not become dirty even if someone stepped on it. His only task was to deal with the remaining tiles.

Wen Juerong came over happily and continued to help him.

The more he looked at Yan Han squatting on the ground and mopping the floor, the more he found it strange, especially when compared with those classmates who couldn't even mop the floor properly. Wen Juerong couldn't help asking:

"Brother Yan, don't you really consider going out to develop your career?"

"No."

"Brother Yan, do you love studying so much?"

"Of course." Yan Han said without hesitation.

Wen Juerong looked at him with admiration. In his eyes, loving studying is nothing, but people who can be so determined for their favorite careers are really impressive!

He then thought of something and said, "I was scared to death just now. Don't blame me for not reminding you. Don't mess with people like Yu Jing. I heard that her aunt is a teacher in charge of logistics in our school. If there is a big commotion, she will be fine, but we will be. And sister Yu, you..."

Qin Siyu, who was also squatting next to him and mopping the floor, looked up at him.

"Sister Yu, you are too tough. Yu Jing won't come to trouble you, right?"

Although Wen Juerong is timid and may never dare to offend someone like Yu Jing, he is really worried about Yan Han and the others at this moment.

"There is no way." Qin Siyu shrugged her shoulders, looking nonchalant, but her expression and eyes betrayed her. She

was passionate for a moment, and she would not regret choosing it again.

But it is impossible to say that she is not worried about retaliation.

Letting the fear spread in her heart, Qin Siyu tried her best to make herself look less scared.

She did the right thing in this matter, she tried to tell herself.

While they were talking, Yan Han squatted beside them and mopped the floor quietly. He did not participate in the topic, but just looked up at Qin Siyu, making people wonder what he was thinking.

After mopping the floor, Brother Yan was not idle. He cleaned the podium that no one was willing to touch until it was shiny.

When the lunch break was over, according to the enthusiasm of labor and the improvement of the cleanliness of the classroom, Yan Han received a total of 23 points in "labor" and 2 points in "morality".

Overall, the gains are not small!

If this scale of cleaning is carried out a few more times, won't the "labor" item be full marks? !

Yan Han was excited but did not slack off. After this labor was over, it was time for the hard study again.

The placement test will be held this Thursday and Friday. The good thing is that the swimming class on Thursday, which has always been a thorn in Yan Han's heart, has been suspended due to the exam, so he doesn't have to wear that damn chest patch.

The bad thing is that there is too little time left to study.

Although he has been preparing for more than a week, Brother Yan, who has never shined in the exams and has never been surprised by the test results, still feels unsure.

The next two days were a daily routine of studying hard.

Qin Siyu became familiar with him because of the cleaning work. Seeing Yan Han studying so hard, she and her roommates all came over to study exercises with Yan Han after class.

Qin Siyu naturally wanted to leave Class 17 and go to a better class in front, but she always felt that her study method was wrong. No matter how hard she studied, her grades could not be improved.

After meeting Yan Han, she realized that it was not a problem with her study method, but that she really did not study that hard.

Yan Han can listen to the lectures carefully in every class, and still sit there motionlessly doing exercises after class.

But she can't help but be absent-minded in class, and can't help chatting with her roommates after class.

Yan Han will come back quickly to study after lunch every day, and then take a nap.

And she didn't make full use of this time at noon before.

Although she said she played, she didn't play well. It was obvious that she spent a lot of time on anxiety and self-denial, and she regarded those actions of chatting with roommates as a way to relieve stress.

But to put it bluntly, she just let this kind of anxious mood spread, and she didn't go all out.

Now that she has a role model, she began to focus on knowledge itself like the other party, instead of thinking about grades and classes.

After two days of getting along, Qin Siyu unconsciously became as adoring of Yan Han as Wen Juerong.

At the same time, she jokingly called him Brother Yan.

Monkey and the others followed suit, imitating Wen Juerong's appearance every day, calling him Brother Yan.

Even when Wen Juerong was arguing, they had come up with a "gang". They couldn't think of a name that was cool and awesome, so they just called it the "Yan Gang".

... And the Yan Gang.

Yan Han silently rubbed his forehead.

In the past, he would feel awkward if others didn't call him Brother Yan.

Now, he feels awkward no matter how Wen Juerong and the others call him.

However, the remaining time is getting shorter and shorter. Brother Yan is too lazy to take care of them, and he can't even take care of his own schedule and skin. No matter

how Xiaowu urged or criticized him, the eldest brother would not move. He had to study the Five Classics until midnight every night before going to bed.

- If Xiaowu's hammer was real, he would have been smashed to pieces long ago.

He is simply gambling with his life!

If I get acne on my face, I'll be done for.

In fact, Yan Han is just gambling, gambling that he is stubborn and will not have any skin problems in the next two days.

Even so, after the evening self-study class every night, it is 9:30 and it

will be after 10 o'clock when he returns to the dormitory to pack up as quickly as possible. Yan Han spends a lot of time studying, but not much time live streaming. Fortunately, some of the late-night party members who study with him will watch his live broadcast. Yan Han's popularity has not decreased, but is steadily increasing every day.

Yan Han received a number of rewards one after another. Many fans said that watching his live broadcast not only improved their efficiency, but also helped them get rid of the habit of fiddling with their phones all the time.

- As long as they turned on his live video and saw those hands that were always writing and calculating, they couldn't take their eyes off them, and they were even more reluctant to close the interface. How could they have the mind to play with their phones?

Yan Han was sincerely relieved about this.

I don't know who said that time is like quicksand at your fingertips.

The calendar quickly skipped Wednesday, and on Thursday, Wen Juerong and the others came to find Yan Han before entering the examination room, as if seeing their brother Yan gave them confidence and strength.

Yan Han:...

"Brother Yan, which class do you want to go to?" Qin Siyu asked him before the exam.

Yan Han had actually thought about this question.

The answer is the further ahead the better.

If he wants to be admitted to X University, he must at least be in the top 30 in the school to have a chance.

In other words, his ultimate goal should be to go to Class 9, the best class in science.

After all, as long as he can firmly establish himself in Class 9 in his senior year of high school and perform normally in the college entrance examination, he can go to a good school.

But he still knows his own weight.

Yan Han does not have high requirements for himself now. He is satisfied to get away from the notorious bad classes behind and go to Class 14.

"Then I want to go to Class 14 too!" Qin Siyu clenched her fist.

"I want to go too!" Wen Juerong was more confident than her.

Then the two of them put their hands together and cheered each other up: "Come on, come on!"

Yan Han: "..."

He was not very nervous when the exam actually started.

Maybe it was because the first subject was Chinese. Apart from the basic knowledge points of ancient poems and classical Chinese reading that needed to be memorized, the reading comprehension and composition questions were completely up to fate and luck in Yan Han's opinion. There was no point in being nervous.

Of course, Brother Yan analyzed himself later. This thing is actually related to his own psychological quality.

After all, he was a person who had seen a lot of storms. Although he cared about this exam, he didn't care to the extent that he was nervous.

Sometimes society is much more cruel than the exam room, and Yan Han has long been accustomed to that cruel mode.

After finishing the math exams smoothly, the only exam left on Friday afternoon was biology.

Tomorrow is the weekend, and the school has given the first and second graders an early holiday. After finishing this exam, they can go home directly after listening to the unified bell, without evening self-study.

Many students are reluctant to take the exam again, especially those who have basically given up on treatment after the unsatisfactory results of the previous exams and those who don’t care about the grades at all. The last exam is like a needle under the buttocks, and they can’t sit still at all.

Yan Han’s condition is still good. The knowledge points and rote memorization he sorted out before the exam have worked again. He finished this subject smoothly.

After finishing the exam, Yan Han did not rush to hand in the paper, but carefully checked all the questions.

It is not necessary to guess all the answers correctly, but it is necessary to answer all the questions correctly.

Many students in the examination room could not sit still and clamored to hand in their papers, but the invigilator was their biology teacher - a strict old lady who did not allow anyone to hand in their papers early.

Others could not continue writing, only Yan Han could still sit still.

He did not pay attention to the outside environment, but thought carefully about the two questions that he was not sure about, and finally decided on the answers when the time came, and then handed in the paper calmly.

It was rare to see someone as quiet as him in the examination room. The biology teacher had noticed him in the past few days. After all, there were only a few students in this class who were as active in learning as him.

At this moment, the biology teacher picked up his paper and took a look. At a glance, she saw that all the multiple-choice questions were answered correctly. This situation is not common in a poor class like Class 17.

She nodded to Yan Han with satisfaction and accepted the test paper.

After all the papers were handed in, the biology teacher left with the test paper with her name sealed on it. The students automatically pushed the desks and chairs back to their original positions, and the head teacher soon returned to the class.

First, she reminded them not to waste too much on weekends and to remember to study. Then, she cruelly left two pages of homework amid complaints. The school bell rang, and the students in the class ran out with their schoolbags under their arms, cheering like wild horses that had broken free of their reins.

The days in spring are still short, and it is already half dark outside at five o'clock in the evening.

"Goodbye, Brother Yan!" Wen Juerong said goodbye to him, and rushed out of the classroom impatiently with his small schoolbag on his back.

Yan Han was not in a hurry, and shook his head helplessly. Anyway, he still had to study in the dormitory, and there was nothing else to do.

Even though everyone in the class had run away, Yan Han still packed his schoolbag calmly.

Their first-grade teaching building would be closed and locked on weekends, so it would be inconvenient to come back and get something if you forgot it. For things like the exercise books and workbooks that he planned to do on the weekend, Yan Han still checked them carefully one by one, and made sure that he had not left anything behind before he walked out.

It was just a coincidence. He had just stepped out of the classroom door and was about to walk towards the stairs when he saw Wen Juerong running back panting with a schoolbag on his back.

When he saw him, Wen Juerong's eyes lit up and he waved his fat arms at him and shouted, "Oh no, Brother Yan! Yu Jing, Yu Jing brought people to block Sister Yu and the others!"

At the same time, on the other side, Wei Ningxin, who was also packing up and preparing to go home after the exam, accidentally heard that Yu Jing had found a group of people outside the school to cause trouble after school.

He and Yu Jing, a senior brother and a senior sister, were both gang leaders. They usually got along like brothers and did "activities" together.

But he didn't know that Yu Jing had found someone this time.

"What's going on?" Although he was curious, Wei Ningxin's tone was still lazy, and he asked his younger brother, "Who offended Sister Jing again? Who is she going to cause trouble this time?"

The younger brother who was patted by him froze.

As soon as Wei Ningxin saw his reaction, he knew that he knew about it. He couldn't

help but be more curious why he didn't know it?

Wei Ningxin was not a good-tempered person, and the younger brother didn't dare to refuse his question. He

had to tell the truth: "It was... Yan Han from Class 17. Sister Jing had a grudge with her several times before, and she still hasn't let it go..."

"..."

When Wei Ningxin heard the name, a bright, confident and outspoken face flashed in his mind, and his brows furrowed.

"I heard that she just wanted to study. What did Yu Jing call her Jin'er?"

"Who knows." The younger brother looked at his face and said.

"And she kept such a small thing from me? She must be sick! She is getting more and more petty!"

"This... a little bit." The younger brother said.

In addition to agreeing with Wei Ningxin, he also felt that Yu Jing had gone too far.

In the past, the boundary between students who wanted to study and those who didn't was quite clear, and they would not disturb each other.

But recently, Sister Jing and the girls from Class 17 have been eyeing Yan Han. Really, they are looking for trouble with a good student who studies hard... To put it bluntly, isn't it because she is pretty? This jealousy is really terrible. What's

even more ridiculous is that Yu Jing blocked the news about what happened tonight and didn't let them tell their boss.

So how jealous is she of Yan Han's beauty! Do you think the boss will protect her? Don't forget, the boss is still upset about the two balls being taken away!

Wei Ningxin next to him ignored his younger brother. After thinking for a while, he stuffed the bag in his hand to his younger brother and said, "No, I have to go and see."

"Huh?" The younger brother was confused.

"You don't know, that Yan Han is different from ordinary people. I always feel that something will happen."

Wei Ningxin said, grabbing his coat and running out.

Behind him, his younger brother was still in a state of daze.

As soon as he went downstairs, Wei Ningxin saw a familiar figure with a graceful figure.

Wearing an expensive British-style cashmere skirt and long hair hanging down, Gong Yuxue looked much more beautiful than when she usually wore a school uniform.

"Why are you here?" Wei Ningxin's eyes lit up when he saw his goddess.

When Wei Ningxin walked up to her, Gong Yuxue smiled at him, and then said with an implicit expression: "I have something to ask you for help. Can you give me some time?"

"What is it?" This time it was Wei Ningxin's turn to be confused. You must know that Gong Yuxue had never smiled at him, let alone took the initiative to talk to him!

Gong Yuxue slowly approached him. Since school was over in the evening, the lights in the corridor were not very bright.

In the darkness, Wei Ningxin did not notice that the smile blooming on the corners of Gong Yuxue's lips was slightly triumphant.