I Might Have Fallen in Love With My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 181 - 177: Let Me Copy

Chapter 181: Chapter 177: Let Me Copy

Writing a self-criticism is out of the question.

Qingran really doesn’t have the time to write one, with all the homework assigned by the teacher enough to make her hands go soft. Plus, in all these years of school, she’s never written one before.

As for Xie Ying’an, writing a self-criticism is even more unthinkable—he tossed the task to Su Chen.

Su Chen, with a face as bitter as a gourd, began to complain incessantly.

That very night, Li Qingmo heard about Liang Fan confessing to Qingran and getting beaten up, and he burst out laughing, slapping the table, completely ignoring the gazes from the entire class.

"Not bad, Qingran, you’ve got my style!" Li Qingmo raised his thumb in the air.

Sun Ningzhi, who informed him of this incident, rolled her eyes in a rare moment of vulgarity: "With that kind of style, I’d rather Qingran not have it at all."

Li Qingmo was accustomed to her familiarity and cut her off with a "tsk," "What do you know?"

Then, with a spiteful spit, his young eyes blazed with raging fire: "What the hell is Liang Fan? With that bear-like face, he dares to confess to Li Qingran, spit! What is he? Better spend that time peeing and taking a good look at his own damn face!"

It must be said, the siblings are strikingly similar in this respect.

Sun Ningzhi was used to hearing Li Qingmo cursing and swearing. She signaled him to keep his voice down: "It’s okay if you don’t study, but you can’t disturb others, because they need to learn too."

Only then did Li Qingmo reluctantly lower his voice, asking her, "Are you keeping an eye on me right now?"

Sun Ningzhi crossed her arms in front of her chest and nodded with a smile: "Congratulations, you got it right!"

Of course, she had to keep an eye on him, to make sure he wouldn’t go out and fight Liang Fan again.

Li Qingmo was indifferent, "How long can you keep an eye on me?"

To speak boastfully, he could slip out and beat up Liang Fan again during a quick trip to the restroom.

Sun Ningzhi tried to reason with him: "Liang Fan from Class Two has already been beaten miserably by your sister, and this time he’s also been put on record. It’s considered over in the school. Do you really need to go over there and beat him up again, stirring things up?"

Who knew Li Qingmo would be completely impervious to reason.

He tilted his head with a mischievous smile: "Yes!"

Sun Ningzhi: "..."

In her first year of teaching, to encounter such a defiant case who wouldn’t take advice, she must be awfully unlucky; perhaps it’s time to go light some incense and pray to Buddha.

Li Qingmo dropped his frivolous demeanor, a hint of seriousness in his expression: "At the age of 13, I declared that anyone who bullied Li Qingran, I would teach them how to write the word ’regret’!"

Just as it had been with Song Shize, so would it be for Liang Fan.

His little sister was his to bully alone; no one else was allowed!

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On the day of the final exams, Qingran and Wen Shiyi were still not in the same examination hall.

Although now it seemed the influence of Wen Shiyi’s female protagonist halo over her wasn’t very strong even in the classroom.

Specifically, sometimes she’d forget to hold Xie Ying’an’s hand, but she could still answer the teacher’s questions.

But the influence was still there occasionally, and Qingran was gradually getting used to this so-called female protagonist halo.

So not being in the same examination hall as Wen Shiyi meant that her grades would be genuinely her own, unaffected by a single point.

These days, the school has been very calm and peaceful. At this critical moment, studying is considered the top priority. No one is looking to stir up trouble anymore.

The tension of the senior year’s college entrance exam had concluded at the beginning of June, and now it is rare to see any seniors around the school.

Qingran walked into the examination room, found her seat, and sat down. She began to check if she had brought everything she needed for the exam.

Less than five minutes had passed when Song Shize swaggered in. Upon seeing Qingran, his expression shifted from surprise to delight—

"Haha~ Li Qingran?!"

Recognizing the familiar loud voice, Qingran almost didn’t have to look up to know who it was.

Qingran hadn’t seen Song Shize for many days. Because of the fight with Liang Fan, Song Shize had been grounded by his father on and off. Even when the grounding period ended and he returned to school, he was specifically ordered not to hang around the vicinity of Class 2.

Such a rebel at heart, Song Shize naturally wouldn’t listen to his dad.

Mr. Song knew he had a defiant son, and with his clever mind, he had a policy and countermeasure for dealing with Song Shize.

Whatever method Mr. Song used, Song Shize indeed hadn’t approached Class 2 for some time.

Song Shize’s exam seat was right behind Qingran. As he sat down, his mouth stretched into a grin that nearly reached the back of his ears, his small eyes forming a sly smirk, constantly glancing around.

Qingran could tell what little scheme Song Shize was plotting at a glance.

She turned around to face Song Shize, and before he could speak, she flattered him in a somewhat cautious lowered voice: "Song Shize, a proud person like you would definitely disdain to cheat, right?"

At this, Song Shize’s grin grew even wider, and he too lowered his voice like Qingran: "You guessed wrong. A proud person like me would bend over backwards for a few points on the score."

Qingran: "..."

Damn it! I shouldn’t have asked him—wouldn’t it be better to pretend I don’t know this?

Qingran tried to salvage his conscience: "But if your grades suddenly improve by a lot, others will suspect."

Song Shize was unconcerned: "Do I have the time to worry about whether they suspect or not?"

Qingran was left speechless.

Song Shize snickered and added: "Remember to help me out later, and not too conspicuously. Just let me copy the multiple-choice questions, that’s all. Don’t worry, I won’t shortchange you after. How about I treat you to a meal?"

Qingran: "..."

I’ve always steered clear of your dinner invites; can’t you feel that at all?

Song Shize doesn’t get the hint, still blabbering on: "Honestly, it really has been a long time since we all hung out. After the final exams, I’ll organize something, and we must all get together..."

While he was talking, the invigilator entered the classroom with the exam papers and the room quieted down.

Song Shize was still kicking Qingran’s chair from behind. She turned to look at him.

Song Shize motioned with his mouth: "Don’t forget to let me copy later."

Helping someone cheat is something Qingran simply can’t do.

The first exam was Mathematics. When the papers were distributed, Qingran wrote her name and buried her head in her work, forgetting all about Song Shize behind her.

But lo and behold, Song Shize’s eyesight was really something—both his eyes boasted 5.2 vision. Even though Qingran did not intentionally show him the answers, Song Shize managed to fill in all the necessary details by peeking past Qingran’s slender frame.

For the rest of the time, he laid his head down on the desk and nodded off.

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