I Might Have Fallen in Love With My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 69 - 65: Winning, Losing, Rewards, and Punishments (Third Update).

Chapter 69: Chapter 65: Winning, Losing, Rewards, and Punishments (Third Update).

"When the math papers were handed out, Qingran realized just how wise she had been.

This year’s papers were generally difficult, with math being particularly tough, and sure enough, the last major question tested the very problem Qingran had reviewed, only slightly simpler.

When it came time to hand in the math papers, half of the students in the exam room felt like crying.

A group of girls gathered together to complain.

"Oh my goodness, this paper was way too hard!"

"Exactly! There was just no room left for survival, I didn’t even attempt the last big question."

"Who did? I feel like I’ve never even learned that material..."

"Let’s go, let’s go, let’s ask Fang Jin if she managed to solve the last question."

Fang Jin was the top student of the senior two class four and had been the perennial runner-up of the year, with no one being able to best her in rankings except for the freakishly smart male lead.

However, with the arrival of Wen Shiyi this time, the title of perennial runner-up seemed to have fallen on her, leaving Fang Jin as the perpetual third place.

Today, only math was tested at noon, and looking around, every student looked dejected.

Xie Ying’an was still waiting for Qingran at the door. As soon as the bell rang, Qingran handed in her paper, Xie Ying’an managed to finish even earlier, no need to say, he surely handed in his paper early again.

There were two more exams in the afternoon, and now without books, it wasn’t possible to revise.

Worried about the physics exam in the evening, Qingran barely had an appetite for lunch.

Xie Ying’an frowned as he watched on the side.

The physics paper in the afternoon wasn’t as difficult as imagined, and when Qingran got the paper, the breath she had been holding in her chest finally relaxed.

When the last paper was handed in, there was quite a sense of being debt-free and light.

Xie Ying’an suggested: "Let’s go eat, you hardly ate anything at noon."

By five in the afternoon, Qingran wasn’t hungry. She didn’t feel like eating; she just wanted to go home and rest.

Xie Ying’an didn’t insist, and the two of them ran into Ruan Ruan and Song Shize at the school gate.

From afar, Song Shize whistled at Qingran, Ruan Ruan glared at him, and the former spoiled rich kid reluctantly put down his whistling hand, obediently conceding.

Qingran was staggered, really wanting to ask Ruan Ruan for the secret to taming a husband, but then she remembered, when did she have a husband?

Forget it, that can wait for another time.

Qingran and Xie Ying’an approached them, and Qingran asked them, "What are you doing at the school gate?"

With a grin, Ruan Ruan hooked her arm, "I was waiting for you."

And she couldn’t help but glance cautiously at Xie Ying’an to see if Brother An had any displeasure with her arm hooking Qingran’s. She would let go right away if there was any signs of disapproval.

Fortunately, Xie Ying’an only cast a brief look, unpleased, but it seemed to be within his tolerance.

Qingran looked at Song Shize, her gaze obviously questioning: what’s this guy doing waiting at the school gate?

Lacking self-awareness, Song Shize always had a carefree demeanor. He looked at Qingran, "Nothing much, I just wanted to know in advance how you did on your exams? After all, I bet you could make it into the top ten of the year."

Qingran widened her eyes, "What?"

What are you talking about?

And what did Xie Ying’an mean that day by ’don’t let him lose’? Lose what? What did she miss?

With disbelief on his face, Song Shize said, "The bets on whether you could make it into the top ten of the year on the school forum, you didn’t know about it?"

Qingran replied, "I really had no clue."

Where had she had the time to check her phone these days? There was never enough time for studying each day.

Phones weren’t allowed during testing, but that rule was a joke to Xie Ying’an and Song Shize.

Before Song Shize could check his phone, Qingran was pulled away by Xie Ying’an.

Taking the phone from Xie Ying’an’s hand, Qingran saw that the voting activity on the school forum had closed the day before yesterday."

There are 579 people betting against it, and 94 people betting for it.

Li Qingran returned the cellphone to Xie Ying’an and asked, "Is there a reward or punishment for winning or losing?"

"Of course," Song Shize stopped fiddling with his phone as well, "the losers have to clean the playground after school, while the winners supervise. If the winners find even a slight dissatisfaction, the losers must clean again."

Damn, is the game that big?

Li Qingran swallowed hard and looked around at the three of them: "So, you all bet that I could make it into the top ten of our grade?"

Xie Ying’an nodded.

Ruan Ruan nodded.

Song Shize scratched his head: "I didn’t believe you could make it into the top ten either, it was her—"

Song Shize pointed at Ruan Ruan, his face full of displeasure: "She threatened me."

"Shut up!" Ruan Ruan glared at him.

"So Li Qingran, how well did you really do on the tests?" Song Shize was eager to know the answer.

After all, he had seen the posts on the school forum, and Li Qingran’s grades had plunged to the point where several second-year teachers were anxious.

Sudden lack of confidence in Li Qingran, even feeling a bit sorry for the three of them: "I think it was just so-so."

"Damn!" Song Shize had an I-knew-it look on his face.

"But," Li Qingran was puzzled: "Why didn’t you report the post when you saw it?"

Are bets really that amusing?

Ruan Ruan looked at Xie Ying’an, Song Shize looked at Xie Ying’an, Li Qingran also looked at Xie Ying’an.

Xie Ying’an covered his mouth and coughed lightly, then slowly smiled at Li Qingran: "I was waiting for you to slap their faces!"

Ruan Ruan: Ahhhh, Brother An’s smile is so indulgent.

Song Shize: Why does Xie Ying’an smile so smugly?

Li Qingran thought to herself, if I end up in the same exam room as the female lead Wen Shiyi this time, then you guys really should prepare to clean the playground.

However, she originally thought she had the potential to make it into the top ten of the grade, but now she felt utterly insecure.

"No worries," Xie Ying’an consoled her: "Bets are inherently about winning and losing. Even if you don’t do as well this time, it’s fine. Once the results are out, I’ll get someone to take down that post."

Even saying it so openly.

Song Shize: Finally found someone more shameless than me.

Li Qingran: As expected of you, Xie Ying’an.

Only Ruan Ruan, the chuunibyou girl, was still starry-eyed: My Brother An is so badass, absolutely explosive!

A few people gathered at the school gate. With the presence of the school hunk and Second Generation Son, they unavoidably drew lots of attention, with passing students stealing curious glances their way.

Passing by, Li Qingmo separated from a line of friends, sporting two panda eyes, hands in pockets, and walked towards them.

His gaze briefly passing over Xie Ying’an and the others, landed on Li Qingran, "Li Qingran, how did you do today?"

The eagerness to know Li Qingran’s grades was even greater than Song Shize’s.

Li Qingran was curious: "Brother, did you join in on that bet too?"

Li Qingmo looked bewildered: "Bet? What bet?"

Huh, Li Qingran thought if she was 3G, then her brother was 2G.

Xie Ying’an shook his head: "Nothing."

Li Qingmo looked skeptical: "But I heard Li Qingran mention a bet?"

Song Shize rushed over and slung his arm around his neck: "What bet? We were just making a bet here, you’re late, it’s none of your business. Let’s go, I’ll treat you all to a meal."

Ruan Ruan, dragging an unwilling Li Qingran, followed along.

Xie Ying’an leisurely trailed behind them.