Chapter 33: I can't get such a low score
Ever since Chen Lixue found out that he was dating Qin Yu, she has been controlling his every move more and more strictly.
But Qin Yu is so gentle. Even if his father killed someone, it has nothing to do with him. Why should he accept other people's strange looks?
"You should go back. There will be an opening ceremony tomorrow. Join in the fun." Qin Yu opened the door, let Jiang Fengyan in first, and closed the door. "Sit down for a while. I'll go make some milk."
Qin Yu's words reminded Jiang Fengyan of what Chen Lixue had told him before, that Qin Yu had gone to see him: "Have you seen my mother?"
"Yeah." Qin Yu replied, "She was afraid that I would lead you astray, so she asked me to stay away from you."
"So you knew me on my first day when I transferred to Class 6?"
"I just feel like I've met you before." Qin Yu said, "I don't even remember many of my classmates from the second year of junior high school, let alone you whom I only met once."
Jiang Fengyan found that Qin Yu always made light of what happened in the past, and emphasized: "I caused you to be punished."
"It has nothing to do with you." Qin Yu said calmly, "Can I have some candy?"
Qin Yu was holding a can of fresh milk in his hand, and on the table next to him was a cooking pot that was only slightly larger than a bowl. It was obvious what he was going to do.
Being diverted from the topic once again, Jiang Fengyan pursed his lips, then looked at the unopened bottle of milk with some confusion on his face, but still replied, "Yes."
After getting a response, Qin Yu picked up the white sugar on the corner of the table, added two small spoons, and then poured the milk in.
Although Qin Yu didn't say anything, Jiang Fengyan could vaguely sense Qin Yu's intention: "Cook more."
Qin Yu paused while pouring the milk: "Can you finish it?"
"..." Jiang Fengyan understood at this moment that Qin Yu really made milk for him alone, "You drink it too."
"I'm lactose intolerant." Qin Yu replied, turning on the fire for the pot, keeping an eye on the heat with the blender, and trying to ignore Jiang Fengyan's increasingly obvious gaze. "I'm really intolerant. I didn't even order milk tea."
Jiang Fengyan's voice was cold and hard: "You're lactose intolerant, so you buy milk?"
"When I saw it in the supermarket, I thought of you and bought it." Qin Yu said as he saw the milk was about to bubble up and immediately turned off the pot for a few seconds, waiting until the milk stabilized before turning the fire back on.
If Jiang Fengyan hadn't been thinking at high speed for years, he might have really believed it: "This pot too?"
"Do you believe me when I say I just bought it?"
Jiang Fengyan's face was full of disbelief.
"Well, I can't fool you." Qin Yu couldn't help but laugh, "Milk helps you sleep. I used to boil milk when I had insomnia."
Qin Yu thought for a moment and added, "But I only cook it and don't drink it, because I'm really lactose intolerant."
Jiang Fengyan looked at Qin Yu, obviously wanting to ask something else, but Qin Yu didn't want to give him a chance. Seeing that the milk was almost cooked, he immediately took a glass and poured the milk into the glass, "Try it."
Jiang Fengyan hesitated for two seconds before he could not resist asking any more questions. He took the cup and took a sip.
"How is it?" Qin Yu asked.
"It's... delicious." Jiang Fengyan almost blurted out his usual comments, but it was the first time he used such a direct comment, which made him a little uncomfortable, so he turned his head and nodded.
"I'll cook for you next time you come over." Qin Yu put the remaining fresh milk into the refrigerator, washed the pot, and wiped his hands with a tissue.
"You should go back at 9:20. It will be almost time for school to end when you get there."
No matter how reluctant Jiang Fengyan was, he knew that getting too close to Qin Yu now would only cause some unnecessary trouble: "Okay."
After finishing the milk, Qin Yu asked Jiang Fengyan to put the cup on the table casually: "Just now Chen Chenan told me that you are not a human being."
"Huh?" Jiang Fengyan didn't react.
"Except for the composition, everything else in English is correct."
Jiang Fengyan did not refute: "Yeah."
"How well do you think you can score in this monthly exam?" Qin Yu walked up to Jiang Fengyan and asked.
Although they were not far from Qin Yu just now, only one or two steps apart, but now they stopped what they were doing and just looked at each other face to face. Jiang Fengyan couldn't help but feel his heart beating faster: "I haven't calculated it."
"How much do you expect for Chinese?" Qin Yu asked.
Jiang Fengyan thought for a moment and said, "One hundred and three."
"math?"
Jiang Fengyan pursed his lips. He had only been questioned about his grades like this by his mother. But he didn't hate being asked this by Qin Yu. It was just that the feeling of having to estimate his own abilities was strange and seemed inappropriate no matter how you looked at it.
Qin Yu: "It's okay, just say any number, I'm just curious about how you performed this time."
Jiang Fengyan looked up and found that Qin Yu's eyes were very calm. He looked like he was just curious, so he said slowly, "One hundred and four."
"What about comprehensive science?" Qin Yu continued to ask.
Jiang Fengyan answered quickly this time: "Two hundred and eighty-five."
The predicted scores for all subjects were dauntingly high, but Qin Yu knew that this was Jiang Fengyan's true strength. The reason he asked this was just to find out if Jiang Fengyan was hiding his strength this time. After finding out that there was no problem, he said, "If you get the score you said, I can give you a reward."
Jiang Fengyan was stunned for a moment, then blinked at Qin Yu before asking, "What reward?"
Qin Yu's "reward" was just a casual remark, without any thought: "What do you want?"
"I want you to go back to school to participate in the sports meet." Jiang Fengyan said.
Qin Yu raised his eyebrows: "The results will be released on the last day of the sports meet, right? Will we attend the closing ceremony?"
"You can go. The score I just mentioned was just to make it a round number. You won't get a score that low."
"?"
"Assuming the minimum English score is 145, the total is exactly 700."
"???"
"I haven't scored less than 710 in my sophomore year, and the difficulty of this monthly exam is not high." Jiang Fengyan looked directly at Qin Yu.
For a moment, Qin Yu didn't know what to say. He suddenly understood the feeling of Shen Chenan repeating to him several times not long ago that "Jiang Fengyan's minimum English score is 147".
Shen Chenan and Zhao Xintong were not familiar with each other, so they probably didn't know that Jiang Fengyan was once the top student in Beicheng, not to mention that Jiang Fengyan never mentioned his grades, so it was normal for Shen Chenan to think that Jiang Fengyan was at most an average student.
But even though he was mentally prepared, he couldn't help but feel a little crazy when he heard Jiang Fengyan say this in person.
However, Qin Yu was sure that anyone would go crazy.
After all, not many people can say, "It's impossible to get a score as low as 700."
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