I Might Have Fallen in Love With My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 161 - 157: Rumors About Liking Qingran

Chapter 161: Chapter 157: Rumors About Liking Qingran

Song Shize’s interest was useless now, since he openly pursued Qingran in their junior year, Old Wu guarded him like he would against a wolf.

Two days before the re-compete, Ruan Ruan went to the bathroom and came back looking particularly upset.

Because the teacher was already in the class, she couldn’t come over to find Qingran.

During that time, she looked back at Qingran several times, but Qingran was so buried in her studying that she didn’t even notice Ruan Ruan’s gaze.

In order to stay in the same top class for the next semester of their senior year, Ruan Ruan had actually stopped following gossip for a while, she was busy studying, and even when Song Shize occasionally behaved obnoxiously just to provoke and get scolded, she pretended not to see.

Who knows what she heard to make her so angry?

As desk mates, Wen Shiyi naturally noticed Ruan Ruan’s somewhat irritable mood first, and Ruan Ruan’s glances towards her also seemed oddly off.

Truth be told, having shared a desk for so long, Ruan Ruan had never looked at her with that kind of gaze before.

Taking advantage of the English teacher looking down at the textbook, Wen Shiyi quietly asked Ruan Ruan: "What’s wrong?"

Ruan Ruan, with a cold expression, turned her head away initially intending to ignore Wen Shiyi, but after a while, unable to hold back, she turned her head back and asked her: "Why are they all talking about Liang Fan having a secret crush on Qingran?"

What she had heard in the bathroom was exactly about this, a few girls together were laughing and talking about, "I didn’t expect Liang Fan to have such good taste, liking the talented and beautiful Li Qingran"; Ruan Ruan was furious at that moment, but thought what if she had heard wrong.

She endured, pretending to wash her hands longer to eavesdrop more.

Those few girls were probably from sophomore class 2, anyway Ruan Ruan didn’t recognize any of them, and naturally, they didn’t recognize her either.

Even though they spoke in hushed tones, it didn’t prevent Ruan Ruan from hearing them.

Groups of three.

The girl on the far right said, "I always thought Liang Fan liked that transfer student in our class, I even heard that Liang Fan transferred here because of that student, I didn’t expect his real affection was for someone else."

The girls all laughed together.

The girl standing in the middle then said: "If Liang Fan calculates his liking for Li Qingran, it’s not certain whether Li Qingran would even consider Liang Fan."

The girl on the far left glanced at Ruan Ruan, suggesting she finish washing her hands and was about to leave, then said: "That’s true, Liang Fan hasn’t even taken off his mask, who knows what he looks like..."

What they said after, Ruan Ruan, already out, couldn’t hear.

But the information she learnt was enough to infuriate her, Liang Fan likes her Ranran?

Psh! Even a secret crush felt like an insult to her Ranran, doesn’t he have the nerve to spread rumors about his secret crush on Ranran.

That’s why Ruan Ruan asked Wen Shiyi right after coming back.

Wen Shiyi was startled, with obvious surprise in her eyes: "Liang Fan likes Qingran? I didn’t know."

"Huh!" Ruan Ruan snorted coldly, turning her head away without speaking further.

Who couldn’t see that Liang Fan liked Wen Shiyi?

Even Huang Qianyu said Liang Fan was like a fawning dog, wouldn’t Wen Shiyi herself know Liang Fan liked her?

Wen Shiyi could see that Ruan Ruan did not want to talk to her, and she felt somewhat aggrieved, clearly she had no idea about Liang Fan liking Li Qingran, why should Ruan Ruan take her anger out on her?

Ruan Ruan calmed down during the class, and when the class bell rang, she still held back from telling Qingran about this.

With the competition imminent, she couldn’t allow these external emotions to affect Qingran’s mood, which might impact her performance in the competition.

During this period, the class had several benchmark tests, the top three rankings in the class had never changed, which truly made those desperate to improve their grades feel hopeless.

Previously, it was only the first position that hadn’t changed, now even the top three hadn’t changed.

Qingran was closely chasing Xie Ying’an’s scores, and likewise, Wen Shiyi’s total score was only a few points behind hers.

This kind of competition was truly meaningful.

Xie Ying’an seemed to have also sensed the crisis recently, as evident from the increasingly longer time he spent solving problems in the classroom.

Nowadays, not to mention during class breaks, even during meal times everyone can’t help but focus on the movements of the three top students first; if the top students don’t move, I don’t move, and when they move, then I dash.

The rematch is just around the corner. Qingran spends all her spare time doing physics problems. When she finds the classroom too noisy during evening self-study, she mentioned it to Old Wu, and even went to another classroom to study, also inviting Fang Jin along.

Facing a good student like her, Old Wu was surprisingly easy to talk to. Knowing Qingran was the kind of student who didn’t need a teacher to watch over her diligently, he almost immediately agreed and went to get the key for that classroom from the director and gave it to Qingran.

In the world of the two girls, Xie Ying’an ultimately did not follow them. However, staying in the classroom to focus on problems, his complexion evidently grew worse, to the point where even Xu Liang, who wanted to ask him for help with a problem, didn’t dare to approach him after seeing his mood.

There were only Qingran and Fang Jin in the study room at night. Both girls had excellent academic performance and could discuss problems they couldn’t solve together.

While discussing problems, Fang Jin’s topic drifted off: "Man! Grinding problems till midnight every day, I’ve almost forgotten what it feels like to sleep a full eight hours."

Qingran didn’t express agreement or disagreement. For this rematch, she too extended her study hours and sometimes studied unconsciously until the early morning.

Having put in so much for this competition, she’d naturally feel disappointed if they don’t make it to the finals. Moreover, for some reason in recent days, Qingran had a premonition, feeling like Xie Ying’an and Wen Shiyi might probably be the only ones from F High to enter the finals.

Turning her sore neck, Fang Jin sighed: "Wouldn’t it be great if we could get an assured place in a renowned school like God Ji?"

Speaking of God Ji, Qingran unconsciously tightened her grip on her pen and comforted Fang Jin: "Just give this competition your best effort, didn’t the teacher say there are assured places this time too?"

After easing the pain in her neck, Fang Jin leaned back on the chair honestly, with a tone of slight despair, "To be honest, Qingran, considering the few assured places, I never even thought about it."

Qingran, puzzled, gave a hum, "Not going to try?"

"There’s really no way." Fang Jin said with a laugh, spreading her hands: "My competition is too strong, I’m simply no match for you guys."

"Stop joking." Qingran also laughed, "When I was still ranked sixth or seventh in our grade, you were steadily the second for nearly two years."

"Ah, a true hero doesn’t boast about past glory." Fang Jin completely cheered up then, and leaned close to Qingran’s ear as if to share a secret, "Qingran, I really think we’re not the most miserable right now, next year might be even worse."

The examples of senior students in Grade Thirteen are right in front of our eyes.

The countdown to college entrance exams has begun, and the senior students are really studying so hard that they forget to eat and sleep. Old Wu has already brought up several examples in class.

Like the senior who got too absorbed in solving problems and when he finally looked up, realized that at some point, all his classmates had already left.

Or the senior girl who was so engrossed in studying that she didn’t care to fix her hair and just slapped a hat on her head in the hot weather.

After all, they have been studying hard for more than ten years just for this college entrance exam, so of course they need to be extra alert.

"Hang in there, child!" Qingran patted Fang Jin’s shoulder, "Just one more tough year."

Though university also requires effort, it will definitely be easier compared to the desperate second year and heart-wrenching third year of high school.

Fang Jin wore a grim face, leaning on the desk and sighing deeply.

She is quiet when she doesn’t speak, but when she does, she tends to speak startling truths, "I really want a brain like Xie Ying’an’s; I wonder if a smart brain is hereditary. To spare my next generation from having to work as hard as me, should I try to get close to Xie Ying’an? Or maybe God Ji?"

Qingran: "..."

Thinking so far ahead already, sister.

"Never mind," Fang Jin flopped back onto the desk weakly, then waved her hand again: "Let’s not sully God Ji. I should probe Xie Ying’an’s thoughts when there’s a chance, not easy though, we’re too familiar, huh! It’s hard to make a move..."

"And Xie Ying’an’s standards seem extraordinarily high anyhow, forget it, I’ll wait until university to find someone..."

After fantasizing, as if suddenly recalling something, Fang Jin abruptly sat up straight, sneakily glancing at Qingran who was stifling her laughter while doing her homework.

She felt very embarrassed, her ears turning red, "Qingran, I, sometimes I just like to let my imagination run wild and might inadvertently blurt it out, did you—"

Qingran turned her head to look at her, her eyes clear and serious, "Huh? Did you just say something? I was busy with problems and didn’t hear."

"Nothing, nothing," Fang Jin quickly waved her hands, the unease on her face instantly disappearing, "Let’s focus on homework, homework."

Ha! Who would have thought the usually aloof Fang Jin could be so cute in private.