I Might Have Fallen in Love With My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 126 - 122 A Little Probe

Chapter 126: Chapter 122 A Little Probe

It’s not just Class Three—this time, even Class One has started taking preliminary tests.

Over a month has passed since the midterm exams, and the teachers can’t wait to find out whether the students’ grades have improved, decreased, or remained the same.

Old Wu didn’t care about their wailing, he cheerfully handed out test papers to every student.

After finishing, he clapped his hands and said something that made most of the students nervous: "Those who do badly on this test will have to inform their parents, so you must take it seriously when answering questions."

After another wail from the class, it soon fell quiet, with only the sounds of flipping test papers and the rustling of pens writing.

Qingran was extremely relieved that she had impulsively grabbed Xie Ying’an’s hand in excitement that morning, saving her the trouble of finding another excuse to touch him.

Although she wasn’t sure if Xie Ying’an’s male protagonist’s halo could last until she finished her test.

Xie Ying’an worked through the test with astonishing speed. While Qingran was still struggling with the last few big questions, Xie Ying’an had already put down his pen.

He cast a glance at Qingran using his peripheral vision; she was thoroughly engrossed in her work, frequently scribbling on the draft paper, her brows slightly furrowed, looking extremely serious.

Xie Ying’an wasn’t in a hurry to hand in his test either, leisurely doing something he rarely did—checking over his answers.

It wasn’t just Qingran who was surprised; even Old Wu, who was proctoring near their seats, was somewhat astonished. He reassuringly patted Xie Ying’an on the shoulder, praising him, "Very good, developing the habit of checking your answers after finishing the test is essential."

Xie Ying’an didn’t bother with him, and pretended to be verifying his answers for the last few big questions.

A good habit?

Ha! What if I told you that I’m only checking my answers to wait for Li Qingran to hand in her test together—would you still think it’s a good habit?

Old Wu was just the beginning; teachers from various subjects began administering preliminary tests one after another, and the students who hadn’t reviewed over the weekend wailed miserably.

Fortunately, Qingran only had to worry about whether the female protagonist’s halo would affect her; as for studying, she had always been diligent and didn’t need to worry about that.

Still, Qingran was ambitious, this time she wanted to surpass Xie Ying’an and become the top student in the grade, even though it seemed unlikely.

Since the preliminary exam results wouldn’t be announced like the midterms or final exams, surpassing Xie Ying’an, who had been the top of the grade for years, would definitely mean she was at the top.

Of course, before surpassing Xie Ying’an, she needed to benefit from his male protagonist’s halo.

Now Qingran thoroughly understood that as long as Wen Shiyi was around, she couldn’t escape from Xie Ying’an.

Su Chen was the persistent ghost Old Wu spoke of; even during such a critical time, Su Chen came over during the afternoon break to ask Xie Ying’an if he wanted to play basketball together.

Just as Qingran was about to discuss a problem with Xie Ying’an, she saw this and didn’t bring her book over, even hoping a bit that Xie Ying’an would go out and play for a little while.

Play a little longer, give her a chance to catch up with his grades.

But then she thought, even if Xie Ying’an stayed in the classroom, when had he ever reviewed? Only in these few days did he make use of some free time to go through an electrical circuit book.

This is hopeless!

She was working herself to the bone to score well on exams, yet Xie Ying’an seemed to be born for this stuff; hanging loose all the time and not studying, yet always coming out on top in every exam.

This is totally illogical, okay?

But as much as she wanted to grumble, when it was time to study, she couldn’t fall behind at all. Xie Ying’an didn’t go out, he lazily told Su Chen he needed to review.

Without any intention of actually opening a book.

Su Chen: "..."

Brother An, can we at least pretend a little? At least then I’d have some comfort in your reason for rejecting me.

Wen Shiyi was even more determined to review; she wanted to surpass Li Qingran and become second in the grade, just like Qingran wanting to overtake Xie Ying’an to be first.

It was just that the top of the grade lacked ambition, acting as if anyone could overtake him if they were capable.

Two and a half days were spent in continuous testing.

The oppressive atmosphere that had been lingering for several days led to a palpable excitement in Class One by the time Thursday afternoon’s physical education class rolled around.

After running a lap around the track, Qingran and Zheng Chunming supported the exhausted Ruan Ruan, strolling on the field, one on each side.

Ruan Ruan’s face was flush with red, and sweat continuously beaded on her forehead, drenching her bangs.

"I can’t do this anymore..." Ruan Ruan gasped heavily, refusing to move despite Qingran and Zheng Chunming’s efforts to pull her along.

Zheng Chunming teased her: "Ruan Ruan, you’re so weak..."

She hadn’t finished her sentence when a series of increasingly loud cheers interrupted her from a distance.

The three girls looked over curiously. The crowd had formed a semicircle around the commotion, making it impossible to see what was happening without pushing through the spectators.

Zheng Chunming asked, "What’s going on over there?"

Today, Class One and Class Seven had their physical education classes together. Judging by the larger number of girls than boys on the outskirts, it was clear that the boys were caught up in some sort of competition.

Zheng Chunming was curious, and Ruan Ruan, with an even stronger sense of curiosity, was no longer panting. She grabbed Zheng Chunming with her left hand and Qingran with her right, and they all trotted over.

Qingran: "..."

Zheng Chunming: "..."

It was one thing to run over, but Ruan Ruan went a step further by using her strength to squeeze through the crowd for a better view.

The two classes’ boys were engaged in a tug-of-war competition under the physical education teacher’s command.

Ruan Ruan became excited, cupping her hands around her mouth and shouting, "Go Brother An! Pull Song Shize into the mud! Brother An is the best!!!"

Xie Ying’an gave Ruan Ruan, who was screaming her lungs out, a cool glance, showing no particular expression until he saw Qingran beside her, prompting him to grip the rope tighter.

It was rare to see a girl openly challenge the Second Generation Son. Many of the girls watching turned to look at Ruan Ruan, who remained unfazed and even provocatively stared at Song Shize, whose face darkened with anger.

What does it feel like when your girlfriend cheers for the other guy during your own competition?

Song Shize’s answer: Not bad, just barely stopped from suffocating with rage!

Qingran and Zheng Chunming exchanged glances.

Over the noise of the crowd, Zheng Chunming leaned into Qingran’s ear and whispered, "Qing, do you know what exactly Song Shize did to upset Ruan Ruan in the Ghost House last time?"

Qingran was clueless, even more baffled than Zheng Chunming.

"Is Ruannuan angry?" Qingran wondered: "Didn’t you all go out and play together afterward?"

At that time, she had said she had a ton of homework to do at home, and Song Shize and the others were quite upset, bluntly saying, "If you’re coming out to have fun, you should enjoy it to the fullest. Qing, you take your homework too seriously, not fun enough!"

"We didn’t go out to play," Zheng Chunming was also confused: "Afterward, Brother Ze just took us home, each to their own."

As they were whispering to each other, the PE teacher’s command was followed by a whistle, kicking off the tug-of-war competition.

Ruan Ruan hollered like a madwoman—

"Go Brother An!!!"

"Brother An is the coolest!!! Brother An, you’re the best!!! Down with Song Shize!!! Long live Brother An!!!"

At first, Ruan Ruan’s voice stood out, but as the atmosphere really picked up, her voice was soon drowned out by those of the surrounding girls.

Qingran’s ears were filled with chants of "Go Class One," "Go Class Seven," "Go Brother An."

Even Zheng Chunming next to her couldn’t help shouting loudly, trying to influence the outcome with their cheers.

Qingran felt numb to it all.

This feeling was even worse than solving more problems in class.

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