I Might Have Fallen in Love With My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 107 - 103: Preliminary Round 8

Chapter 107: Chapter 103: Preliminary Round 8

In the afternoon, when Qingran entered the examination hall, she vaguely felt like she saw Song Shize’s back.

She quickly denied this thought. Why would Song Shize be here at this time? It must be someone who just looked similar from the back.

Behind her, Song Shize was proudly showing off to Wu Zixian and Ruan Ruan: "See? Even with a mask on and well-disguised, Li Qingran still can’t help but take a few more glances at me."

Wu Zixian: "..."

Brother Ze, are you sure you’re not being overly narcissistic?

Ruan Ruan rolled her eyes: "Shut up, I find that your IQ reveals itself the moment you open your mouth!"

Song Shize grew a bit angry, his voice raised by several decibels: "You’re always complaining about me. If you really mind, why don’t you just not invite me along? And you lied to me saying that there are many beauties at F University. Where are the beauties? Point them out to me."

As his words ended, a few female students sitting in front of them, to their left and right, all turned their heads to look over.

Seeing this, Ruan Ruan swallowed back the words she was about to say and turned her head, gloating as she watched Song Shize.

The female student on the front left spoke first, flipping her hair that hung to her cheeks, with a charm that high school girls did not possess: "Little junior brother, what do you mean by this? Are none of the beauties at our F University good enough for you?"

That teasing gaze almost seemed to say ’dare to name one and you’re dead’.

Far from being annoyed, Second Generation Son Song Shize switched on flirt mode, striking what he considered to be a handsome pose, grinning and saying: "How could that be possible? I was wondering why I couldn’t see any beautiful ladies, turns out you all have your backs to me."

Upon hearing his words, the faces of the female students finally eased up a bit.

They didn’t know Song Shize and didn’t know his background, and after seeing Xie Ying’an’s handsome face, they didn’t find Song Shize attractive. Satisfied with the response, they no longer bothered with the slick-talking junior and turned back to continue facing the platform.

Song Shize: "..."

Is this what university life is like? Or is it now fashionable to flirt and run?

The platform was already progressing to the end of the sixth round. Like the afternoon rounds, the advancement was fifty-fifty. Six professors sat at the judges’ bench, and though their upright posture proved they weren’t asleep, they might as well have been, as none of them raised a question.

When it came to the seventh round, a professor sitting in the middle on the left posed a question to a student on stage.

The student on stage confidently and skillfully answered, clearly well-prepared for possible questions from the professors.

The professor nodded in satisfaction and even offered a few words of encouragement.

Receiving such encouragement from a prestigious university professor, the student on stage blushed with excitement.

Qingran suddenly had a bad feeling, and sure enough, Old Wu turned around and looked at her and Xie Ying’an with somewhat resentful eyes.

Old Wu was always dissatisfied with her and Xie Ying’an’s responses to the professors, thinking they were too perfunctory.

Qingran looked straight at the platform, pretending she saw nothing.

Xie Ying’an was even more shameless. Seeing Old Wu looking over, he raised his eyebrows in confusion, still pondering about the young professor’s matter, completely unaware of what the problem was.

Old Wu sighed and turned back, muttering to himself: "Teaching is not rigorous, not rigorous at all!"

As the competition on stage reached the final round, the sleepy seniors and juniors in the audience finally perked up a bit.

Qingran gently tapped on still dozing Li Qing Mo.

Li Qing Mo muzzily opened his eyes and asked her, "Is it finally over?"

Qingran: "..."

Ha! You wanted to sleep straight through to the end?

By the time the eighth round ended, it was already four-thirty in the afternoon.

As the afternoon advancement numbers from several schools were not ideal, all the teachers were called over, leaving only one teacher out of three.

Teacher Sun was talking with Fang Jin, who was sitting next to her. The two of them huddled together, making it hard to tell which one was the teacher and which was the student just by their attire.

Li Qingmo glanced towards Teacher Sun and quickly diverted his gaze without expression. He nudged Qingran’s arm with his own: "Did they say when it will end?"

He yawned right after he finished speaking.

Qingran asked the question that was on her mind: "Brother, did you not sleep last night?"

Li Qingmo’s eyes darted around, and he touched his nose awkwardly: "How could I not sleep? Of course, I slept."

It was just that I went to sleep late.

"I went to sleep at two in the morning," Xie Ying’an told Qingran.

Qingran widened her eyes slightly: "Brother, at this critical time, were you playing games again..."

"Yes!" Li Qingmo nodded, interrupting Qingran, and said confidently: "I couldn’t sleep, so I had to play games on my phone."

He then cast a pleading look at Xie Ying’an, begging him not to expose him.

Xie Ying’an indifferently looked away, completely ignoring his plea.

Cramming last minute, this guy was just holding his physics book and managed to read till two in the morning, quite a rare talent indeed.

"Li Qingmo!"

Teacher Sun suddenly turned her head and called out Li Qingmo’s name.

Li Qingmo froze for two seconds before looking up.

"At this critical time, you were playing games until two in the morning?" After hearing everything, Teacher Sun’s expression turned slightly stern as she asked him: "Do you remember how you promised me a few days ago?"

Li Qingmo: "..."

Damn! Did I just shoot myself in the foot?

On one side was his homeroom teacher, and on the other was his own sister, Li Qingmo knew he had to fool one of them. To avoid losing face in front of Qingran, he had to brazenly admit: "I couldn’t sleep, what’s wrong with playing a game?"

Teacher Sun smiled faintly, then turned back to continue speaking softly with Fang Jin, no longer paying attention to them.

Xie Ying’an looked at the somewhat bewildered, constantly scratching his head Li Qingmo, and then at Teacher Sun talking with Fang Jin, a flash of sudden realization quickly passing through his dark eyes.

When Old Wu and Teacher Liu returned, the smiles on their faces were almost blossoming.

Seeing them like this, the students knew that today’s competition results must have been good.

Towards the end, several professors were making objective evaluations of this competition, considering the problems, not the person, and sharing their own perspectives.

Only the fat professor chuckled and said: "Youth is to be revered."

Lin Zhou didn’t say much, but while standing on the podium, his gaze lingered on Qingran’s side for a long time.

From too far away, Qingran couldn’t see his eyes, but from how Lin Zhou looked at her this morning from the judges’ seats, his gaze held only a sense of unfamiliarity.

Such a refined and gentle man, young yet holding the position of a professor, maintaining a purely motivated heart, how rare and valuable.

Qingran thought, even such valuable original intent might have nothing to do with her in this lifetime.

She would try every means to escape the plot, and even if she couldn’t escape the original plot, she would not let those plots lead her by the nose.

Now, Lin Zhou was just a passerby to her, a fleeting figure in her life, nothing more.

Just then, as she looked up, she caught Wen Shiyi’s gaze.

Qingran was stunned for a moment; there was a second where she couldn’t describe the meaning in Wen Shiyi’s eyes, that look as if Qingran had taken something important from her...

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