I Might Have Fallen in Love With My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 189 - 183 City No. 1 High School

Chapter 189: Chapter 183 City No. 1 High School

While F High pays close attention to City No.1 High School, City No.1 High School is also keeping an eye on F High.

They are both competitors, and only by knowing the enemy and yourself can you be ever-victorious.

The senior second-year honors class at City No.1 High School was particularly silent; it wasn’t quite class time yet, and the students who usually were busy solving problems started to gather together and whine quietly after learning that this year’s term-end highest score from F High had once again surpassed theirs.

A girl, despondent, lay sprawled on her desk, mumbling to her deskmate, "Oh my God! Is Xie from F High defying the natural order? I thought Bai Wenxing’s 698 points were already the peak, but he actually scored 702 points?!"

Her deskmate, also a girl, lifted her head from her book upon hearing this: "What if I told you this Xie Ying’an is also really good-looking?"

"How could that be?" The girl waved her arm dismissively, but not a minute later, couldn’t help but lean in curiously, "From what you’re saying, Fangfang, have you seen that number one student from F High?"

"Mm!" Fangfang nodded, then added, "Saw him at the physics competition."

The girl didn’t have much confidence in her study-obsessed deskmate’s taste in looks; she pointed quietly at Bai Wenxing sitting in front and whispered, "So, how does this Xie compare to Bai Wenxing in terms of looks?"

Fangfang glanced at Bai Wenxing’s back and candidly replied, "Of course, Xie Ying’an is better-looking."

Her deskmate was surprised, "Eh? This time you didn’t mind me calling him ’Bai Wenxing’?"

Fangfang shrugged helplessly: "Even if I minded, you wouldn’t stop calling him that, so whatever."

Her deskmate laughed a "haha," but when she turned her head to look to the front again, her expression instantly darkened.

Her change of face was so rapid it could be legendary.

Fangfang knew without looking what had happened, and sure enough, the next second she heard her deskmate muttering resentfully—

"Qiao Wanbai is once again rushing to talk to Bai Wenxing. Can’t she see Bai Wenxing is totally focused on his studies and isn’t interested in talking to her at all? Shameless! She also goes around telling everyone that she and Bai Wenxing are childhood friends, just because her name also contains ’Bai,’ and claims it’s their fated destiny. Ugh! Disgusting..."

Fangfang’s brows furrowed. In less than a year of being deskmates, this was the 153rd time she had contemplated changing seats.

Actually, her deskmate was quite a nice person; it’s just that she talked too much. She had a comment for everything, especially when it came to Bai Wenxing—she was endless, seriously affecting her studies.

She could understand the adolescent crushes on boys with good grades, but if it meant ongoing chatter in her ear, she couldn’t stand it; it was too noisy.

Bai Wenxing was sitting in the middle of the classroom in the fifth row, not yet class time, and his deskmate was not at his seat. The girl who had been following him around during the rematch day, Qiao Wanbai, was sitting there instead.

Qiao Wanbai, with her left hand propping her cheek, faced Bai Wenxing as she spoke incessantly ever since knowing F High’s grades surpassed the record Bai Wenxing had set this time.

"... a score of 698 is already unbelievable, I can’t imagine how that student from F High scored 702. During the last rematch, I saw that what’s-his-name Xie. He was just quick at solving problems; I didn’t feel he was particularly hard-working in his studies..."

Bai Wenxing only felt a buzzing in his ears. Clutching his ballpoint pen tightly, he tried to calm his mind and concentrate on the problems. But the noise around him continued; he couldn’t find peace.

Qiao Wanbai blathered on and on, the gist being: Bai Wenxing was very serious about his studies, and he had been working particularly hard lately on practicing problems. Yet, Xie Ying’an from F High didn’t seem as dedicated to studying as Bai Wenxing, so why should he score even higher?

Bai Wenxing reached to adjust the glasses that slipped down on his nose as he bowed his head. Lifting his eyes to glance at Qiao Wanbai, his fair face bore displeasure, but all he did was frown lightly and said in a cool tone, "You’ve only seen him twice; you don’t really know whether he’s also put in 100% effort into his studies. How can you make arbitrary judgments?"

Qiao Wanbai got stifled by his retort, and after a long moment, she pouted and murmured resentfully, "Why are you being so fierce? I was sticking up for you."

"If you’re inferior to others, then you’re just inferior—what’s there to say about it?" Bai Wenxing closed the practice workbook spread out on his desk and took out another from the small bookshelf above it. With a stern face, he added, "Instead of wildly guessing about others, it’d be better to do more problems, find a way to improve your own grades."

Speaking, he lowered his head and continued reading, ignoring anything else Qiao Wanbai said, as if he hadn’t heard a word.

Qiao Wanbai was fuming, but Bai Wenxing wouldn’t give her the time of day, no matter how long she sat there.

She didn’t dare to throw a tantrum in front of Bai Wenxing anymore. Ever since the last preliminaries when she lost her temper in front of him after taking the initiative to care for that girl from F High named Qingran, Bai Wenxing hadn’t paid her any attention for several days. It was only in the past two days after the final exams that he started to interact with her again.

She couldn’t afford to irritate him into impatience once more.

Reluctantly, Qiao Wanbai returned to her seat. Just as she sat down, the head teacher of their class pushed the door and entered the classroom.

The head teacher of the advanced class was a female teacher, surnamed Jian, who was slightly corpulent, possibly due to middle-aged spread.

But she was in good spirits. Even though F High’s grades had surpassed City No.1 High School again, there wasn’t a trace of haste on her face. Isn’t it said that a contented mind leads to a plump body?

As soon as Teacher Jian stood firm on the podium, Qiao Wanbai raised her hand and stood up.

Teacher Jian looked towards Qiao Wanbai and smiled, "Student Qiao Wanbai, do you have a question?"

Of course, Qiao Wanbai had a question. She asked, "Teacher, we already know the total score of the first-ranked sophomore at F High, but do you know his scores in individual subjects?"

Teacher Jian didn’t know. She shook her head, "We haven’t asked about that, and the overall table of results hasn’t been summarized yet. If you want to know, you might have to wait a couple more days."

Qiao Wanbai nodded obediently, "Thank you, teacher!"

Some students are like that; no matter how arrogant they are in front of other students, they always act like good students in front of the teacher.

Fangfang had a bad premonition, and sure enough, after 5 seconds, she heard her deskmate mutter a few curses under her breath, "How utterly pretentious and fake, it’s nauseating!"

Teacher Jian organized the teaching materials she brought, scanned the classroom with her eyes, and then explained to her students, "The information I received this morning was incorrect. There are actually two students tied for the first rank in the grade at F High."

She extended two fingers, ignoring the surprised murmurs of the students, and continued, "The other top-ranked student at F High is a girl. She also scored 702 points, tying with Xie Ying’an as the first."

Wow!

The advanced class erupted into a buzz, students exchanging glances, with undeniable astonishment on everyone’s faces.

Only Bai Wenxing suddenly lifted his head from his book and asked the teacher, "Teacher, is the girl tied with Xie Ying’an for first place surnamed Li?"

Teacher Jian nodded, "Correct, her surname is Li. I hear that in this preliminaries, she was able to write neat and tidy characters without even looking at the text."

Teacher Jian hadn’t attended the preliminaries, so she hadn’t seen Qingran’s performance herself; she had only overheard it from other teachers in the office.

Bai Wenxing lowered his gaze to cover the sudden gleam in his eyes. Everyone in the advanced class knew his grades fluctuated and were never stable, but no one knew that, regarding his life, he had never planned for a goal.

It was on the day of the preliminaries that, when turning his head inadvertently, he saw in the girl’s eyes an indomitable spirit, as though nothing could defeat her. At that moment, he was stunned for a short while, and suddenly, his path became clear.

Old Wu had ultimately missed the mark that day. Xie Ying’an’s biggest rival wasn’t the boy with thick glasses and a face full of acne, but the refined and elegant Bai Wenxing.

However, Xie Ying’an was not wrong either; in just two months’ time, Qingran had indeed become his most formidable opponent.