I Might Have Fallen in Love With My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 233 - 225: The Finals 1

Chapter 233: Chapter 225: The Finals 1

Because they started late, F High was the last one to arrive at F University.

During the last twenty minutes of the journey, Old Wu received several urging phone calls.

After alighting from the bus, they all hurried to their destination, following Old Wu. The director of discipline was the fattest and after only a quick walk, he started panting.

Actually, they weren’t late; there was still about half an hour until the start of the competition. The main issue was that other schools had already arrived. Hearing this news made them naturally anxious, which made them want to hurry even more.

Perhaps because he couldn’t walk fast, the director of discipline loudly said a few words in front: "There’s still time, there’s still time. Students, don’t be too anxious, don’t forget, our student Xie Ying’an is still sick."

Xie Ying’an let out a disdainful snort. Maybe because he was not feeling up to it, he unusually held back any retorts.

Walking next to Qingran, Li Qingmo sneered quietly, whispering, "If you didn’t pant like that, I’d almost believe your crap."

He had slept throughout the entire bus ride and didn’t even know about the director and Old Wu going to check on Xie Ying’an.

Why make things hard for a fat man?

The students looked at each other; all ten of them were clever, and it was obvious to them that the director himself couldn’t walk any further. They reluctantly slowed down their pace a bit.

By the time they reached the arena, there were 17 minutes left before the competition, and the place was already packed with people.

Seeing the people from F High finally arrive, some university seniors couldn’t help but stand up and look over their way, even whistling loudly.

That caused an echo of whistles throughout the hall, attracting the attention of many people in front.

Some even cupped their hands around their mouths and yelled—

"Junior Sister, to wait for you I specially came to school half a month early, look at me, I’m over here, Junior Sister—"

Another senior pulled his face back and yelled, "Pretty Junior Sister, don’t listen to that idiot, I! I genuinely admire your intelligence... hey hey hey, don’t pull me—"

"Junior Sister, don’t mind them, they are not sincere at all. I am much more honest, can we add each other on WeChat, Junior Sister? It will make it convenient for us to discuss our studies!"

"And add WeChat... damn, you really dare to dream!"

"Feck! You’re honest, kiss my ass!"

In the meantime, they had already started goofing around.

Walking next to Qingran, Fang Jin clicked her tongue in admiration: "Being beautiful really makes a difference."

Qingran smiled at her: "Are you praising yourself?"

Fang Jin might not be a great beauty, but she was definitely not ugly either.

Fang Jin chuckled and gently patted Qingran’s shoulder, "Just keep pretending to be dumb."

Xie Ying’an, walking with Li Qingmo, glanced at the group of noisy boys and, recalling their words, his already dark expression darkened further.

However, he really didn’t have the energy, not even enough to get angry, so he just had to bear with his discomfort.

Li Qingmo, clueless, scratched his head and asked Xie Ying’an, "Which Junior Sister were they calling?"

Still talking about a pretty junior sister?

How pretty can she be to drive them crazy like that?

Li Qingmo felt that among the girls who joined them for the competition, only his little sister was a bit pretty. Not too pretty, just barely passable, which might still be his bias as an older brother.

How long has it been since these upperclassmen have seen a girl?

So pathetic!

Despite Li Qingmo’s disdain, those seniors continued to go wild. Before the competition even started, they were shouting, "Junior Sister, I’ll cheer for you later, you must get admitted to F University!"

Just as Qingran sat down, a familiar voice came from next to her, "Does Li Qingran from F University really need this competition to secure her admission?"

The voice was gentle, with a hint of laughter.

Having interacted with them for a while, Qingran could tell without even looking up that it was Bai Wenxing.

Indeed, Bai Wenxing was sitting in the same spot as last time, with only a not-so-wide aisle separating them. Right now, he was turning his head and looking at Qingran with a slight smile on his face.

Perhaps because his cold had worsened, Xie Ying’an, sitting next to Qingran, leaned his head gently on her shoulder. He had his eyes closed, and it was unclear if he was feigning sleep or actually asleep, showing no reaction even when Bai Wenxing spoke.

Qingran felt that Bai Wenxing’s words had an implied meaning that made her uncomfortable. She didn’t look at him or respond.

Sitting next to Bai Wenxing, Qiao Wanbai glanced at Qingran and whispered in Bai Wenxing’s ear, "You still treat her like a classmate? Look at her; she probably doesn’t recognize you anymore."

The smile faded from Bai Wenxing’s face, and he pressed his lips together, choosing not to speak.

After all, today on the competition ground, they were destined to be rivals. What’s the point of talking or not?

Old Wu was very worried about Xie Ying’an, pacing back and forth in front of them several times. Seeing that Xie Ying’an was still not feeling better, he seemed somewhat helpless.

Even the educational director was worried that Xie Ying’an’s illness might affect the final competition results, and kept coming over to ask if Xie Ying’an was feeling better.

Xie Ying’an wasn’t better, in fact, it seemed his condition had worsened.

Qingran felt Xie Ying’an’s forehead was particularly hot. As he leaned on her shoulder, she could only feel a burning heat.

Qingran wasn’t particularly worried because she still had some fever-reducing medicine in her pocket. However, it hadn’t been four hours since Xie Ying’an last took his medicine, so she couldn’t give it to him now.

This only made Old Wu and the educational director more anxious, pacing restlessly. At this moment, they truly didn’t care about the competition and just wanted to take Xie Ying’an to the hospital, but Xie Ying’an himself disagreed, and they couldn’t force him.

The time for the next fifteen minutes passed quickly. Three more people had joined the panel of judges, forming a row behind the six professors in front, clearly someone of importance.

Now the teachers huddled together, speculating about the identity of these three people. Although they didn’t know who they were, they guessed that these people must have some influence on the competition.

After being called meddlesome by Xie Ying’an, Wen Shiyi had looked upset, and a male student sitting next to her was quietly consoling her.

Wen Shiyi wasn’t recovering her mood very quickly. She always felt like something was slowly spiraling out of control, making her increasingly anxious.

This final round of the competition was organized according to the ranks from the previous round, with the lowest scorer going first.

City No.1 High School was placed before F High School because their previous score was lower.

When the first school went on stage, the atmosphere in the venue intensified. The questions given and the time allowed made them realize what true ’Shura Hell’ was.

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