I Might Have Fallen in Love With My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 143 - 139: Fang Jin Changes Classes

Chapter 143: Chapter 139: Fang Jin Changes Classes

Song Shize had completely burned his bridges with the transfer student Liang Fan.

That day, the whole confrontation between Song Shize and Liang Fan in the cafeteria was witnessed by many. They were at the age of sixteen or seventeen, where they love a good show and don’t think the situation’s too big to handle. The fact that Liang Fan went back on his word and didn’t show up didn’t need to be widely publicized by Song Shize; everyone secretly looked down on Liang Fan, although they didn’t show it openly.

Of course, Wen Shiyi was an exception.

Li Qingran, who wasn’t much influenced by the heroine’s aura anymore, had buried herself in her studies during this time and seldom raised her head to pay attention to what was happening outside.

These days, Ruan Ruan and Zheng Chunming kept nagging in Li Qingran’s ear.

With a tone laced with disdain, Ruan Ruan said, "I really don’t understand what Luo Xi sees in someone like Liang Fan. His character is genuinely lousy."

Li Qingran really wanted to say that her cousin probably fancied the face under Liang Fan’s mask, which had absolutely nothing to do with his character.

When they were kids, her elder cousin had even clamored about marrying Xie Ying’an and bringing him home, and even after being beaten several times for it, she never gave up.

It wasn’t until later when she saw a more handsome boy and began to forget Xie Ying’an, occasionally mentioning him to Li Qingran as her all-time crush.

Now, Zheng Chunming disliked Liang Fan even more, her tone filled with anger influenced by Ruan Ruan, "Exactly! If you’re too scared to go to the grove, then don’t agree to it in the first place. What does it mean to agree and then not show up?"

"Such a coward..."

Li Qingran couldn’t bear to listen any longer. She began packing up the physics books and papers needed from her desk and also grabbed Xie Ying’an’s books, preparing to leave.

"Eh...?" Curious, Ruan Ruan looked at her, "Where are you going, Ranran?

Li Qingran paused in her steps and turned back to tell her, "I’m getting ready to go to physics class."

Zheng Chunming was puzzled, "Aren’t physics classes only on Saturdays and Sundays?"

Today was only Friday.

Li Qingran was also helpless, "The repechage is coming up, and the school requires us to attend physics class two full days every week from now on."

Ruan Ruan and Zheng Chunming showed sympathetic faces.

Although Teacher Qin was good, with more physics classes, there would inevitably also be more physics problems to tackle, which over time might become dull and monotonous.

Li Qingran didn’t find physics class boring. She liked all things challenging, and moreover, with Teacher Qin’s fun and humorous way of teaching, it made the time pass more bearably.

At this time, no one else had arrived in their independent classroom other than Li Qingran.

Li Qingmo had heard somewhere that playing basketball could make you taller. Not wanting to be the shortest among his good friends, he dragged Xie Ying’an to play basketball with him every day.

At first, it was just the two of them, but somehow Song Shize got wind of it and joined their group.

Though Song Shize wasn’t great at studying, his basketball skills were pretty good, definitely better than Li Qingmo’s.

The key was that guy’s mouth was famously sharp. Every time he won a game, he would mock Li Qingmo without mercy. With Li Qingmo’s hot temper, how could he bear it?

It was said they had a few harmless tussles on the sports field. Even though Song Shize ended up with a bruised face more than once, it didn’t change his caustic tongue.

Li Qingmo was ever more perseverant in the face of setbacks, now seizing every opportunity to go to the field to practice his basketball skills, sometimes not even sparing a ten-minute rest.

Because several big names on campus often played basketball on the sports field, Ruan Ruan said that there was always a crowd of girls rushing to watch, not even caring about how busy their studies were.

When Ruan Ruan said this, she looked quite upset.

At the time, Li Qingran was puzzled, but she later heard Ruan Ruan complaining to Zheng Chunming in secret, "... all the good spots are taken by them. Every time I go, I can only stand at the back and can’t see Brother An or Brother Mo at all."

Li Qingran: "..."

Totally speechless about Ruan Ruan.

Last time after class, none of them stayed to clean, so Li Qingran arrived early today to wipe down the desks. Just as she was about to start sweeping the floor, she saw Fang Jin come in with her books through the front door.

Fang Jin was also taken aback when she saw Li Qingran, probably not expecting Li Qingran to come so early.

Surprised at first, she smiled politely and spontaneously explained why she appeared in this classroom: "Qingran, I’m honored to be in the same class with you all again."

"Welcome, Fang Jin." Qingran reacted swiftly, and then she pointed to a spot behind: "Besides this row, all the seats in the back are empty."

Fang Jin nodded, sat down in the row behind where Qingran was wiping the desk, and started cleaning the desk as well.

Although Fang Jin was competitive, she was usually a very quiet girl.

How quickly can a friendship be established between girls?

By the time Xie Ying’an and Li Qingmo arrived at the classroom together, Qingran and Fang Jin were chatting away fervently.

Xie Ying’an was visibly startled upon seeing Fang Jin.

Aware of their surprise, Fang Jin explained one by one: "No way around it, Professor Yan’s course is too profound, and the pace of the lecture too fast, I couldn’t keep up, so I applied to attend class with you guys."

After saying this, she shrugged helplessly.

"Hey!" Li Qingmo laughed gleefully, showing a mouthful of white teeth: "Yet another student has left, Old Man Yan must be furious by now, right?!"

No one knows whether Professor Yan is angry or not, but Teacher Qin is genuinely delighted about having one more student.

That day, after Teacher Qin seriously used the words "Early romance, although good" towards them, Professor Yan couldn’t hold back anymore and fiercely criticized Teacher Qin from the moral high ground.

He even went as far as saying that Teacher Qin could mislead the students and was totally unfit to be a teacher.

Teacher Qin changed his expression right away, holding respect for Professor Yan, he didn’t say anything inappropriate.

Unable to contain his indignation, he said: "When I teach and educate, at the very least, I don’t show favoritism."

This statement rendered the extremely biased Professor Yan speechless.

With the semifinals approaching, today Teacher Qin noticeably quickened his lecture pace.

While focusing on the speed of the lecture, Teacher Qin cared even more about whether several students were actually absorbing the knowledge, and in the last class of the week, he would turn the problems explained during this time into a mock exam for them to solve.

This young teacher, standing in opposition to the old professor, though several students consistently achieved better grades than those in the old professor’s class, he was evidently still under a lot of stress.

This fact was evident from the dark circles under his eyes alone.

Forty-five minutes was obviously not enough for an exam paper, but as soon as the bell rang, Teacher Qin began collecting the papers, without a hint of mercy, not caring whether they had finished or not.

Qingran furrowed her brows with one big question left unfinished.

Fang Jin’s face also darkened with two big questions left undone.

Li Qingmo threw down his pen with a "snap" after leaving three big questions incomplete.

Only Xie Ying’an, who had finished the exam paper, looked at Qingran for a long time and patted her hand in a comforting manner.

Qingran: "..."

Young man, have you become addicted to touching hands lately?

To their dissatisfaction, Teacher Qin certainly had an explanation, his face always serious during the lecture: "Classmates, at your age, I participated in many competitions, big and small."

While organizing the exam papers, he continued: "Having participated in so many competitions, I’m thoroughly familiar with the rules of competition. The methods of answering questions in competitions are undoubtedly only those two: either writing on the answer card together or competing to answer. Regardless of the method, it’s a race against time, with the least time used and correct answers determining the victory."

"This point is precisely the fairest for you, as quick thinking and logic enable a fast mind, and a solid academic foundation makes solving problems as natural as a fish swimming in water." Teacher Qin’s gaze swept over each of their faces one by one as he concluded emphatically: "Starting from this class, I’m going to train your speed in answering questions."

The gloom on the faces of the students was swept away, they sat up attentively and mustered all their energy.

Even if they couldn’t hold out until the very end to win, they absolutely couldn’t fail to reach the grand finals.

At the same time, Professor Yan’s classroom was filled with complaints and grumbles.

Qi He, feeling utterly disheartened, laid her head down on the desk: "The pace of the lecture is too fast; I can’t even keep up with taking notes, and now there are no notes from Li Qingran to reference, I just can’t learn, I really can’t..."

Wen Shiyi looked down brushing up on questions, seemingly unheard of her deskmate’s complaints.