One hour later... …
Yang Feng groggily opened his eyes, stretched lazily, rubbed his tongue, looked dazedly at the clock on the podium, stood up directly, and handed the exam paper to the invigilator at the podium.
This?! "
When someone handed in their exam paper, all the students raised their eyes in surprise and astonishment. It had only been an hour, and someone was already finished!
This person probably couldn't continue writing, so he handed in the paper. "
"Yes, why even bother thinking about it?" I feel like all my brain cells are almost dead now! However, it seems like this person is called Yang Feng... "
I remembered it was the hanging tail car, but it's too soon to hand in the paper. Did he just casually answer the multiple-choice questions... "
The invigilator saw that Yang Feng had already left, shook his head slightly, and muttered, "Are students nowadays all so self-destructive?" At least filling it up might earn you some points. "
After speaking, the students below also began to quietly continue answering the questions. They dared not waste any time, because the math exam was the most time-critical subject.
On the contrary, Xia Yumo felt somewhat normal. After all, she had seen his strong performance in science at noon. However, she didn't understand why Yang Feng, who was so powerful, was at the bottom of the class in the first period of the second and third year of high school.
Is something happening? Was the exam paper secretly swapped by someone?
She shook her head and stopped thinking about Yang Feng. She focused on answering the questions on the test paper. She had a feeling that Yang Feng would definitely make it to the top one hundred this time.
In the past two days, after finishing the exam in the afternoon, Yang Feng went to the coffee shop to play the piano and has earned nearly a thousand yuan in wages.
Of course, in the exams of other subjects these days, the papers for physics and chemistry were handed in early, while for the others, I carefully reviewed and checked multiple times.
After the last exam on Wednesday afternoon, Yang Feng, carrying a single-shoulder bag, walked towards the gate of the school and saw his classmate Han Shilan standing not far away.
Yang Feng furrowed his brows in confusion, looking as if he was waiting for someone. Then, he shook his head self-deprecatingly and walked out with heavy steps.
At that moment, Han Shilan saw Yang Feng walking out from the campus, her beautiful oval face lit up with joy. She stepped forward and blocked his way, saying,
Yang Feng, I've heard many people say that. Why do you always finish the science exams so quickly? Science is the subject that carries the most marks. Are you planning to give up? "
No, but... What I do seems to have nothing to do with you, Han. "
Yang Feng smiled faintly, feeling a bit uncomfortable in his heart, but his words sounded a bit awkward.
Yang Feng! Just because you were rejected after confessing to me, are you going to give up on yourself like this? Aren't you planning to go to college? Don't you want a better life in the future? "
Han Shilan's beautiful big eyes were filled with tears as she stared at Yang Feng's face, which she liked, with a tone of anger.
Yang Feng sighed, fell silent for two seconds, took a step forward, and said, "I'll go first." "
At that moment, Han Shilan's small hand grabbed Yang Feng's sleeve and said, "Wait a minute." "
Hmm? "
Yang Feng stopped in his tracks and turned to look at Yang Feng. He saw her lower her head slightly, then raise it, looking at him earnestly and gently whispering:
Actually, for the past three days, I have been repeating the moment when you confessed to me before. When I rejected you and went back home, I felt really uncomfortable and suppressed. During the exams, I was always distracted and kept thinking about you. "
Yang Feng was stunned. Was she indirectly saying that she liked him? There is some joy in my heart for no reason.
"I can promise you, promise to be your girlfriend, but..." Can we start after we get into college, okay? "
After saying this, Han Shilan bit her lips tightly, her delicate body tensed up, feeling like she had used up all her strength, her eyes filled with sincerity.
Really? Shilan. Yang Feng's heart began to race, he moved a little closer to Han Shilan, his hands holding her shoulders, his bright eyes shining like stars.
"Of course it's true, but I don't want to be caught by you so easily. I have two conditions, um..." "
Han Shilan tilted her delicate little head slightly, smiled charmingly, revealing cute dimples, and stretched out two fingers as white as spring onions.
Ah? Any conditions? Yang Feng was a bit puzzled, possessing a detective's brain but unable to figure out the girl's thoughts.
"Hmm." Han Shilan nodded and replied, "Don't you agree? Hmph, you boys, the easier something is to get, the less you cherish it." "
"Um..." No, no, tell me about these two conditions. But once I achieve them, you can't back out. Yang Feng was stunned for a moment, then quickly spoke up.
Don't worry, I keep my word, unlike others. "
Han Shilan said, glaring at Yang Feng, and continued,
One thing is for sure, as long as you and I both get into college, I don't care whether you do well or not, I will go to the same school with you. "
She made such a ridiculous decision in her heart that she would follow him wherever he went, even to a lousy university.
The second one is, um... have you heard of the love story in Perth? Han Shilan's slender and fair hand tapped on her red lips, saying thoughtfully.
"Perth Love Story?" Yang Feng furrowed his brows slightly, pondered for a moment, and then a flash of inspiration crossed his mind. His eyes widened slightly, and he said incredulously, "Comrade Deskmate, you're not asking me to write a hundred love letters for you, are you? That's really putting me on the spot, and besides, these stories might all be fake, you know?!" "
Go to hell, you're the fake one! Han Shilan's petite pink fist punched Yang Feng's shoulder, pretending to look unhappy and said, "Don't you even have the perseverance for such a simple task?" You disappoint me so much, hmph! "
After speaking, little classmate Han Shilan pouted and turned around, leaving a graceful figure for Yang Feng, walking away with noticeably slow steps.
She actually wanted him to write a hundred love letters, by then they should both be in college, and they could naturally be together. This way she could test his patience and perseverance. If he couldn't even handle this little test of patience, their relationship would easily fall apart.
She does not want that day to come.
Yang Feng saw Han Shilan turn and leave, feeling a little anxious in his heart. He gritted his teeth and thought, 'It's just a hundred love letters.'
Without hesitation, he quickly reached out and grabbed Han Shilan's delicate hand. In that moment, a hint of cunning smile appeared at the corner of Han Shilan's mouth. She turned her head, pretending to be indifferent, and said, "What's the matter? Have you changed your mind now, or what?" "
Okay! I agree with you, but you can't back out on me when the time comes! "