I Might Have Fallen in Love With My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 216 - 208: The Last Test of the Second Year of High School

Chapter 216: Chapter 208: The Last Test of the Second Year of High School

Before Ruan Ruan mentioned Fang Jin and Xu Liang, Qingran had never paid attention to whether there was any interaction between them.

Even she had never thought these two people would be connected.

But after Ruan Ruan mentioned it, it was different. When Qingran saw Fang Jin and Xu Liang again, she started to unconsciously notice them, and that’s when she picked up on the clues.

One thing conquers another, Xu Liang, upon seeing Fang Jin, didn’t have his usual impassive face at all, occasionally even showing a smile.

It was only when she saw Xu Liang smile that Qingran understood why girls would argue over him.

Like Wen Shiyi, Xu Liang had a few tiger teeth, and when he smiled, he gave off the vibe of a boy-next-door, an indescribably comfortable sensation.

Just when Qingran was watching somewhat spellbound, Xie Ying’an subtly leaned forward, blocking her view.

Not being able to see Qingran, she merely glanced at Xie Ying’an indifferently without speaking and turned her head back to continue with the half-finished problem she was working on.

Xie Ying’an turned back to look in the direction Qingran had just been looking - Xu Liang, who was sitting by the window, was looking out towards Fang Jin fetching a book, smiling like an idiot.

He slightly furrowed his brows, a trace of displeasure in his expression, but ultimately said nothing and quietly started working on the Chinese exam paper.

It wasn’t that Xie Ying’an wanted to do the Chinese exam paper; rather, it was because, during the last weekend when Qingran was at his house, she suddenly said that if she had to copy classical Chinese texts a hundred times for the final exam, she wouldn’t consider being desk-mates with him in the 12th grade.

Although it was said in a joking tone, Xie Ying’an still inevitably took it to heart.

After becoming desk-mates with Li Qingran, he realized just how slowly time passed with one person at a single desk; he certainly didn’t want to endure another year like that.

Their last exam of the 11th grade was scheduled to start on Tuesday morning, so teachers could make an extra effort to get the scores out before summer vacation began.

This time around, Qingran was not disturbed by any external factors and took each exam paper seriously.

After the exams, the classroom was still filled with the familiar sound of comparing answers; with the answers compared, some were happy and some were sad.

Qingran didn’t like to compare answers unless she really had no confidence, then she couldn’t resist comparing a few.

After the exam, Qingran’s first thought was to worry about how Xie Ying’an did on his Chinese exam paper.

After all, the matter of copying a hundred times truly gave her great psychological pressure during this time, and not to boast, her pressure was much greater than Xie Ying’an’s.

Xie Ying’an put down his pen and half-turned towards Qingran: "Remember? Shall we compare?"

"Okay." Qingran replied and started to look for the draft paper she had copied that day.

Before the storm, on the day of the exam, she had the foresight to copy down those questions, wanting to know beforehand how many ancient poems or classical Chinese texts she would have to copy.

Xie Ying’an didn’t expect Qingran to have copied down the exam content from that day, and upon seeing this, he raised an eyebrow.

The two leaned together to look at the draft paper, their proximity quite close, the scent of mint once again clashing with the smell of vanilla.

Unintentionally lifting her eyes, Qingran saw the young man’s handsome profile; from the side, his nose was high and straight, and even Xu Liang who smiled would pale in comparison to Xie Ying’an.

But what Ruan Ruan said was also true; sometimes after seeing plenty of rich food, one might want to look at porridge and small dishes to clear the greasiness.

Without a hint of her intention, she moved away slightly and suggested to Xie Ying’an: "How about you try doing it again?"

Xie Ying’an nodded, picked up the pen again, and started writing on the draft paper.

This warm moment between the two became somewhat irritating in the eyes of some.

Huang Qianyu turned her head back looking somewhat resentful at Qingran, idly throwing the pen she had snapped in half onto Chu Rong’s desk, her deskmate.

Chu Rong, who was doing her homework, silently picked up her pen with its black ink flowing out and wrapped it with tissue paper before setting it aside on her desk. She then wiped the ink off the table. Having done all this, she continued to write her homework, neither daring to display her anger nor to speak out.

Huang Qianyu grew more and more enraged as she watched, occasionally muttering a few swear words, but what could she do?

Li Qingran’s family background was no worse than hers, and Li Qingran wasn’t as soft and delicate as she appeared to be on usual days. She couldn’t bully her, nor could she threaten her.

What was even more infuriating was that not only had she noticed, but so had the other students; Li Qingran was becoming increasingly beautiful. In comparison to her current appearance, she used to look like a dust-covered pearl.

If Li Qingran just came from a good family, it would have been fine, but she also had to be good-looking. Although Huang Qianyu considered herself not bad-looking, Li Qingran’s academics were exceptionally good as well. The fact that Li Qingran’s grades were comparable to those of Xie Ying’an made her feel more than just a bit frustrated.

That was a height she could struggle her whole life and still never reach.

Huang Qianyu narrowed her eyes and thought: Was she just going to watch Li Qingran attract Xie Ying’an with her refined and elegant ways?

No!

She couldn’t do it. From a young age, there was nothing she really wanted that she hadn’t gotten, including the people she had set her heart on.

Over seventeen springs and summers, Huang Qianyu had only ever taken a liking to one boy, Xie Ying’an, and had even desperately tried to change herself to match his likes.

Huang Qianyu glanced back and saw the two young students leaned together, looking at the piece of paper in their hands. Although both were bowing their heads slightly, their happy expressions were still recognisable.

Smack! The irritable Huang Qianyu slapped the desk.

Startled by the slap, Chu Rong’s pen fell from her hand, and she quickly glanced at Huang Qianyu’s expression before picking up the pen and continuing to write diligently.

A malicious idea began to form in Huang Qianyu’s mind: without Li Qingran, would Xie Ying’an finally notice her?

Li Qingran, upon seeing that she got all of Xie Ying’an’s answers correct, didn’t bother to look at Huang Qianyu. Instead, she diligently checked the answers twice with the draft paper in her hands before smiling joyfully.

She gave Xie Ying’an a thumbs up, praising him: "Impressive!"

Dude, you are amazing!

In such a short amount of time, to be able to memorize all the required classical poetry and archaic prose, it was truly not an easy feat.

Li Qingran had even prepared herself for Xie Ying’an to make a mistake or two so that she would copy the answers 100 times, but this time Xie Ying’an didn’t make a single error, which was a huge and pleasant surprise for her.

Xie Ying’an looked down thinly at the thumbs up directed at him and curved his lips into a silent smile.

That feeling he got from being praised by Li Qingran was much better than the crazy praises he received from most people when he topped the grade.

It gave him the sense that all his hard efforts were finally being rewarded.

With the final exams of the second year of high school over, Old Wu’s temper became much more amiable than it had been recently.

Perhaps it was because they were about to embark on the most crucial year of their lives, Old Wu had been pouring out motivational speeches like they were free.

Especially for students like Li Qingran who were going to participate in the physics finals, Old Wu emphasized repeatedly that they must find a physics tutoring class to attend during the summer holidays.

In Old Wu’s own words: "You must take responsibility for your own hard work. Are you competing for your own honor in the finals? No! Not at all! You represent the honor of the entire F High School, so you cannot afford to be even slightly negligent or careless..."

When he said this, it was obvious that Old Wu was talking to Li Qingran and Xie Ying’an. After meeting Wen Ren at the last parent-teacher conference, Old Wu had no further expectations for Wen Shiyi.

He even felt quite sorry for the child. Despite the influence of such parents, it was truly remarkable to achieve such excellent results.

Meanwhile, Li Qingran, who had been nourished with a hearty dose of "chicken soup for the soul," also thought to herself that she should enroll in a tutoring class to avoid any regrets in the upcoming finals, just like Old Wu suggested.

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