Chapter 58: Yi Ci’s Attack, Silly Zhong Shao
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When Jiang Fuyue left, Liu Bowen and Hou Siyuan had already met with Meng Zhijian, who was waiting outside.
“…You don’t know how amazing she is. She handed in her paper and left as soon as 40 minutes were up, leaving all the other test-takers stunned,” Meng Zhijian said.
“My neighbor nearly dropped his pen when he heard she was turning in her paper, and his hands were shaking while he was answering the rest of the questions,” Liu Bowen said.
“At least you and I are used to it and have stable mindsets!”
At this point, Jiang Fuyue walked over.
Meng Zhijian asked her, “How was it?”
“Okay,” she replied.
“Was it difficult?”
“Not really.”
Liu Bowen’s mouth twitched, and Hou Siyuan looked up at the sky speechlessly.
However, the real excitement was yet to come.
Jiang Fuyue handed Meng Zhijian five sheets of scratch paper and said, “These are the test questions. You can take a look.”
“The…the test questions?” Meng Zhijian was dumbfounded. “Where did you get them?”
“I memorized them,” she replied nonchalantly.
“…”
Unlike the college entrance exam, where the test papers are released the next day, the test questions for this exam are kept confidential for a considerable amount of time to protect their originality.
However, it’s still possible to get hold of them through connections, though it would take at least a week.
Liu Bowen was the quickest to react and jumped to Meng Zhijian’s side. Together, they looked at the test questions. “…D*mn! It’s exactly the same! I suspect you even memorized the punctuation.”
“…not necessary,” Jiang Fuyue replied. She wasn’t a photocopier.
Unable to contain his curiosity, Hou Siyuan ran to the other side of Meng Zhijian.
Five seconds later, his confused gaze landed on Jiang Fuyue’s face, “Are you a devil?”
“…”
With the end of the first round of exams, there was no need for further training, and Jiang Fuyue’s campus life returned to normal.
However, there were now two more “annoying pests” around her.
“Are you hungry? I’ll treat you to sushi.” As soon as he finished speaking, a delicate and small lunch box appeared in front of Jiang Fuyue.
She looked up and caught Yi Ci’s proud smile, “Is it fun?”
“Uh, it’s… well, no!” The young man suddenly realized, “I’m not playing, I meant it for real.”
Jiang Fuyue didn’t comment, instead she reached into the table and pulled out two bags of nuts, three bottles of cola, four cups of milk tea, five boxes of chocolates, and pushed them all in front of him along with the sushi.
“Take it back, I don’t want it.”
“Eh, why haven’t you eaten anything? Don’t you like it? Okay, I’ll bring something else tomorrow.” Yi Ci couldn’t understand her rejection and stood beside her, staring at the girl’s cold side face, his lips curling higher and higher.
He thought, how could there be such a beautiful girl in the world?
Even the curve of her eyelashes was exactly on his aesthetic point.
But…she was a bit cold and a bit fierce.
Like at this moment –
“I don’t know what trick you’re playing, and I don’t want to know. But I have to remind you, don’t mess with me, or else…”
In that instant, Yi Ci’s heart trembled, unsure if he was scared by Jiang Fuyue or satisfied with her scolding.
The young man’s gaze flickered slightly, muttering softly, “What trick can I play? You’re accusing me…”
He felt quite wronged.
Jiang Fuyue nodded, “That’s the best.”
“…” He looked fierce.
“Ahem!” Yi Ci coughed lightly, his slender phoenix eyes holding three parts affection and seven parts charm, gazing deeply at Jiang Fuyue.
Like ripples in a pond, the surface of the lake rippled.
“I thought I was showing it clearly enough,” he emphasized each word, “I’m pursuing you. Can’t you tell?”
After hearing this, Jiang Fuyue’s expression remained unchanged, and she calmly replied, “Oh.”
And then…there was no “and then”.
Yi Ci scratched his head, “?”
Why don’t you follow the script?
The interaction between the two had long been observed by the whole class, with raised eyebrows and winks exchanged.
In theory, Jiang Fuyue sat in the last row corner, and Yi Ci had snuck in through the back door, plus they were talking quietly, so how did they become the center of attention?
Blame it on their fame, one a god-level academic genius and the other a handsome cool male god.
Especially Yi Ci, who had dyed his rainbow-colored hair back to black, with long legs and fair skin, just like a basketball boy from a manhwa.
“Classmate Jiang, consider me, okay?” he said, not giving her a chance to respond, and then continued, “You don’t have to reply immediately, I’ll wait for you to nod.”
After speaking, he winked at her and was gone like the wind.
It seemed like he would have lost if he had been a second slower.
Leaving behind the expressionless Jiang Fuyue and a group of gossipy onlookers.
“Yi Ci? Jiang Fuyue?”
“What’s going on with these two? Why can’t I understand suddenly?”
“When did this start? Is it because my village still doesn’t have internet?”
“Maybe I don’t have it either.”
“I think I have it, but it’s still 2G signal.”
“…”
It didn’t end there, in the afternoon, after Jiang Fuyue had asked Jiang Han to bring back everything to Yi Ci, Zhong Ziang came.
Compared to Yi Ci who had brazenly sneaked into Class 3, he was much more low-key. He had someone call Jiang Fuyue out, and then like a magic trick, he pulled out a package of dried flower roses from behind, the kind that was commonly sold by weight in supermarkets, cheap and good for tea and soothing the nerves.
“Here, 999 roses, for you,” he said.
Jiang Fuyue glanced at the flowers, then at him, and slowly spat out two words—
“Idiot x.”
Zhong Ziang: “?”
By the time he realized what she meant, Jiang Fuyue had already turned back to the classroom. He stood there scratching his head: Did his uncle’s plan not work?
After school, Zhong Ziang ran into the villa in anger.
Xie Dingyuan was using the audiovisual equipment in the living room to have a meeting with a group of people in lab coats. Ignoring Zhong Ziang’s anger, he finished what he wanted to say before turning off the video, stood up from the sofa, and straightened his collar and lapels.
Each step was impeccable and well-organized.
“What’s the matter? You can speak now.”
Not in the mood anymore, Zhong Ziang replied, “Never mind.”
“You don’t want to say? Fine,” the man nodded, without pressing further. “I’ll head upstairs first.”
“Wait!”
Xie Dingyuan turned back to look at him.
Zhong Ziang grabbed a plastic bag from his backpack and angrily threw it in front of him, “You tricked me! This is completely useless!”
The bag wasn’t tied, and dried rose petals spilled all over the floor.
The man raised an eyebrow, “You brought it to school?”
After a moment’s pause, he seemed to understand something, “Did you take it to confess to a female classmate?”
Zhong Ziang’s gaze flickered slightly, and two red clouds appeared on his cheeks.
He muttered, “Anyway, you did it on purpose, making me lose face in front of her…”
In his mind, he quickly recalled Jiang Fuyue’s beautiful face with a half-smiling expression. At that time, he didn’t understand what it meant, but now he realized that Jiang Fuyue was saying to him through that smile: “How much of a fool can you be!”
He, the young master of the Capital, was actually despised by a girl from Linhuai?!
Failed confession, okay, it didn’t matter.
But being seen as a fool, he couldn’t bear it!
“Her?” Xie Dingyuan caught the key word in his words, “Who?”
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