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Chapter 194 Is this the same thing?
As night faded, the light outside the window still tinged with gray-blue. Suddenly, the cell phone on the bedside table started buzzing at 5:25 a.m.

Li Zhi was jolted awake from her sleep by the incessant ringing of the phone. As she fumbled for her phone with her eyes still closed, she was annoyed at being woken up.

The screen showed a call from Shen Yuan. She frowned and pressed the answer button, her voice still heavy with sleep: "Get up."

A hoarse sigh came from the other end of the phone, sounding like the exhaustion of someone who hadn't slept all night: "Heh, I woke up around 4 a.m.

"Huh?" Li Zhi was taken aback. "You woke up so early?"

"Damn it, after the stitches were removed yesterday, didn't I release them? Sangeng and Naonao took off at 4 a.m.! They didn't care about my life or death at all."

A week has passed since Sangeng and Naonao's spaying surgery. Yesterday afternoon, during the holiday, Shen Yuan took the two cats and Li Zhi to the hospital to have their stitches removed.

Then the nightmare begins.

After being locked up for a week, the two little ones started flying around the room.

Shen Yuan looked helplessly at Sangeng and Naonao, who were jumping around in the room wearing the surgical gowns he had bought, and sighed, "I feel like I need to take a good nap this afternoon."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Zhi's laughter came from the other end of the phone.

"Serves you right, for not treating me to ice cream."

Shen Yuan rolled her eyes: "What were you eating when you were on your period?"

"Hmph! You just won't let me eat!"

Shen Yuan sighed silently to himself, pondering the unpredictable and fluctuating emotions of girls during their menstrual periods.

"Alright, stop whining." Shen Yuan's tone was a mix of coaxing and exhaustion, as if he too hadn't slept enough. "Hurry up and get ready. I'll be waiting for you at the door at 5:50."

"Okay, it'll be quick."

After hanging up the phone, Li Zhi rubbed her sleepy eyes, got out of bed, and shuffled into the bathroom in her slippers.

As morning light streamed through the frosted glass, she lazily turned on the tap and began brushing her teeth and washing her face.

The cool water splashed on her face washed away the lingering drowsiness and made her much more awake.

After washing up, Li Zhi went to the toilet and realized that her period seemed to have ended.

This discovery immediately delighted her.

"Wuhu, ice cream!"

Shen Yuan looked at the girl in front of him with a delighted expression and shook his head helplessly: "Really, you eat it as soon as it's ready, huh?"

Li Zhi raised her chin smugly, her eyes sparkling: "Enough of that, are you going to treat me to ice cream?"

Shen Yuan rolled his eyes at her, his tone tinged with indulgence: "Please!"

"hey-hey."

The girl's eyebrows immediately curved into a sweet smile.

However, Li Zhi quickly stopped smiling and patted Shen Yuan on the shoulder with satisfaction: "Very good, very aware!"

Shen Yuan rolled his eyes at Li Zhi.

Just then, a soft "ding" came from the end of the corridor; the elevator had arrived.

Shen Yuan naturally reached out and took Li Zhi's hand, the action carrying a familiar tacit understanding.

"Let's go." Shen Yuan's voice still carried the weariness of the morning.

Li Zhi didn't break free; instead, she gently followed his lead and walked into the elevator alongside him.

The metal door slowly closed, revealing two figures close together in the cramped space.

The elevator descended smoothly.

The gray-blue sky was gradually brightening.

As the two walked out of the apartment building, they let go of each other's hands.

This can be considered as the tacit understanding that the two have developed during this period.

—When going to school in the morning, you can't hold hands in the neighborhood.

Of course, this also applies outside the residential area.

They ate breakfast casually, and when Shen Yuan and Li Zhi arrived at the classroom, there were noticeably more people in Class 15 than usual.

Seeing this, Li Zhi took a deep breath, turned his head to Shen Yuan and said, "The joint entrance exam is just around the corner, so be serious."

Shen Yuan nodded: "Understood."

After the seating arrangement was changed last week, Shen Yuan and Li Zhi are now seated separately on opposite sides of an aisle.

As the joint entrance exam drew closer, the classrooms were much noisier than usual in the mornings, filled with deliberately hushed discussions and the rustling of pages turning rapidly.

The air seemed heavier than usual, and even the morning light filtering through the window felt urgent.

After all, this is a joint entrance examination.

The city-wide joint exam will definitely be more difficult than usual.

The last monthly chemistry exam was a bit difficult, and Shen Yuan almost didn't score above 650. If it's even harder this time, he'll be completely unable to improve.

Moreover, if the difficulty also lies in mathematics, then Shen Yuan is completely finished.

I scored 118 on the math exam last month because the difficulty level was moderate. If the math exam had been as difficult as the chemistry exam last time...

Therefore, without a doubt, it is absolutely impossible for Shen Yuan to raise his score to 650 points.

Although Shen Yuan was very happy to have won against Li Zhi, he was also more aware that luck played a large part in that victory.

Shen Yuan pulled out a chair and sat down, his movements less lazy than usual.

He precisely pulled out the latest mock exam book from the towering stack of books and flipped straight to the math exam section.

In any case, math is still the most difficult subject.

If the examiners are in a good mood and make the questions a bit more difficult, Shen Yuan's math score in the joint entrance exam will definitely be explosive.

Shen Yuan dared not gamble on the mood of the exam setter, so he could only improve his abilities as quickly as possible.

Fortunately, during this period of review, Shen Yuan continuously made up for his weaknesses in mathematics, and with the system's reward, he was able to reach 115 points.

Last week, during the weekly test, Teacher Zhou gave us an extremely difficult math test. Apparently, the last two problem-solving questions were from a certain year's college entrance exam.

Anyway, after Shen Yuan finished, he only had one thought in his mind: the students taking the college entrance examination that year were really unlucky.

After unfolding the math exam paper, Shen Yuan took a deep breath, as if trying to inhale the tension in the air and transform it into the motivation to solve the problem.

Looking at the problem in front of him, Shen Yuan unconsciously frowned slightly, and his pen tip smoothly wrote down the formula and circled the key conditions on the paper.

When faced with the derivation steps of a complex problem, he would habitually tap the table a few times with the end of his pen, his focused expression almost completely isolating him from all surrounding noise.

The sunlight gradually climbed up to the window, outlining a thin, bright golden edge on the silhouettes of the many boys and girls in the classroom who were focused on their studies.

The sight of students engrossed in doing practice problems has become one of the most common yet symbolic scenes in classrooms during this special period.

He stopped writing when his shoulders started to ache slightly from thinking and calculating for so long. He subconsciously rubbed his temples, but his gaze quickly returned to the unsolved problem.

Just as Shen Yuan was about to continue solving the problem, a familiar figure entered the classroom.

Zhou Shaojie strode in, saw Shen Yuan, grinned, and waved, "Yuan! Already doing practice problems so early?"

The sound was neither too loud nor too soft, but it stood out in the somewhat quiet classroom.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Shaojie's gaze swept over Zhuo Peipei, who was sitting next to him.

Zhou Shaojie's smile suddenly froze, like a chicken being choked, he let out a muffled "uh" and then tightly shut his mouth.

His expression instantly turned to embarrassment and panic. He even slowed his steps and slunk to his seat.

Shen Yuan looked up at the scene, his slightly furrowed brows relaxed a little, and a knowing smile flashed in his eyes.

Last week, with the help of Shen Yuan, Yang Ze, and Chen Mingyu, A-Jie finally completed part of the outline and detailed outline of his sweet romance novel.

Judging from Ah Jie's current appearance, he has probably already sent the sweet little story he wrote to Zhuo Peipei.

That's why Zhou Shaojie looks the way he does now.

Simply put, it's called having a guilty conscience.

Shen Yuan glanced at Zhou Shaojie, who had sat down next to him, but didn't say anything. He just gave him a knowing look.

Zhou Shaojie had just pulled out a chair and sat down, his heart still pounding with nervousness, when he looked up and met Shen Yuan's gaze.

That gaze seemed to see right through his little schemes, especially his incredibly embarrassing and shameless secrets.

A-Jie suddenly felt a rush of heat to his head, and the embarrassment that had just subsided on his face suddenly resurfaced.

He couldn't help but widen his eyes slightly, silently baring his teeth at Shen Yuan, his gaze full of warning.

But Shen Yuan was not intimidated by his bluffing threats at all.

Shen Yuan's eyes, which had been smiling, suddenly widened slightly, and he glared back without any politeness.

He even raised an eyebrow slightly, and the corners of his mouth even had a slightly provocative curve.

After being glared at by Shen Yuan, A-Jie's initial aggressive demeanor deflated instantly, like a balloon punctured by a needle.

He suddenly realized a cruel reality.

She had to rely on Shen Yuan to pursue Zhuo Peipei.

When he realized that his arduous pursuit of his great cause still required Shen Yuan's technical support and resource library, A-Jie could only swallow his anger and resentment.

He quickly looked away, coughed awkwardly, and hurriedly lowered his head, pretending to tidy up books that weren't actually on the table.

The person who was just moments ago baring their teeth and ready to fight to the death instantly transformed into a coward who wished they could just shrink into their desk.

"Study English, copy words, what the hell are you doing with a math test paper? Do you think you can touch math? Just focus on learning English, and don't let me see you studying math."

Shen Yuan pointed at A-Jie and warned him in a serious tone.

"Oh."

Ah Jie reluctantly took out his English vocabulary book.

In the past week, A-Jie's attitude towards copying English words has also changed dramatically.

The reason is simply that Zhuo Peipei's grades were better than A-Jie's.

Shen Yuan said at the time, "Jie, since you've made up your mind, are you really thinking about the scene of you and Zhuo Peipei living apart at two different schools after the college entrance examination?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Ah-Jie suddenly realized his mistake and roared that he would study English diligently and become an English expert.

And so, A-Jie was dragged into the painful process of learning English by Shen Yuan.

Morning self-study is also in English.

The first class on Monday was math class.

Pan Hao arrived at the classroom with a stack of weekly test papers before class began, and the papers were handed out one by one.

Looking at the exam paper that had landed in his hand, Shen Yuan pursed his lips.

His hunch was correct.

He scored 118 in the last monthly exam, but after the weekly test was made more difficult, his score dropped to 105.

Looking at his own score, Shen Yuan then peeked at A-Jie's.

Okay, there's no need to look at it at all.

Still a perfect score.

When A-Jie saw Shen Yuan's actions, he leaned over to look at Shen Yuan's grades and grinned with his signature bright smile.

"Yuan, I think among the students in our class, you're probably the only one whose grades are comparable to mine."

105 and 150 are indeed different.

As he spoke, A-Jie patted Shen Yuan's shoulder lightly, deliberately lowering his voice but unable to hide his teasing: "What happened to your impressive 118 on the last monthly exam?"

Shen Yuan irritably shook off his hand: "Get lost, didn't you realize how difficult the questions were this time?"

“You know what’s what!” A-Jie raised an eyebrow and waved his perfect score test paper. “Tsk, if the joint entrance exam math is still this difficult, you’re really in trouble.”

As soon as he finished speaking, A-Jie was forcibly locked up by Shen Yuan.

Shen Yuan whispered in A-Jie's ear, "You fucking bastard, do you believe I'll tell Zhuo Peipei?"

"Brother, I was wrong, I was wrong."

Ah Jie surrendered repeatedly, realizing he was wrong.

"Humph!"

Just as Shen Yuan released A-Jie, Lao Zhou arrived at the classroom.

"The test papers from last time have been handed out. Check your scores yourselves. This is just a reminder and also a way to get a sense of your level."

Old Zhou's voice wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear in the quiet classroom: "I believe everyone has felt the difficulty of the exam. The joint exam, although the questions won't be this difficult, the overall difficulty is about the same."

Old Zhou didn't waste time on platitudes; he picked up the chalk and test paper and started explaining the questions.

"Time is tight and the task is heavy, ah, let's start class now."

"I want to see the last two problem-solving questions, they're actual college entrance exam questions! These are the two questions where you lost the most points in the last weekly test. Just imagine what you would do if these actually appeared on the college entrance exam!"

Old Zhou's voice was calm and powerful as he began to analyze the essence of the question step by step.

Shen Yuan had already laid his test paper, which didn't have a good score, flat on the table.

The boy stood upright with his body slightly leaning forward, all his attention focused on the podium and the blackboard.

Every time Lao Zhou pointed out a key point or a common mistake, Shen Yuan's eyes would immediately scan the corresponding position on his test paper.

Following Lao Zhou's pace, Shen Yuan quickly and neatly wrote down every formula on the blackboard.

After listening to Lao Zhou's explanation of the two questions, Shen Yuan couldn't help but think of what Lao Zhou had said before he started explaining the questions.

If the math section of the college entrance exam is really this difficult, then his math score is probably in serious trouble.

However, thinking of this, Shen Yuan turned to look at A-Jie and said softly to him, "Jie, if the math college entrance exam is this difficult, you should be thrilled."

A-Jie nodded: "I can create a huge gap in one go."

The morning classes flew by as the teacher lectured.

Time flew by and it was noon.

Senior high school students eat lunch ten minutes earlier than freshmen and sophomores, so while freshmen and sophomores are still in class, they can already hear cheers coming from the senior high school building.

To be honest, such cheers sounded really bad to the ears of first and second-year high school students.

But such cheers come at a price: every Friday afternoon when the first and second-year high school students have a day off, the third-year students also have to endure this painful reward.

On the tree-lined path in front of the teaching building, students surged toward the cafeteria like a tide.

Shen Yuan and Li Zhi walked forward with the crowd, while A-Jie and several other boys chatted and laughed about the weekly test paper.

Zhuo Peipei didn't come today; someone from the Ke Xue Association asked her to go out for a meal together.

Li Zhi followed quietly beside Shen Yuan, his gaze casually sweeping over the dappled sunlight filtering through the branches and leaves along the roadside.

He Zhiyu stood quietly beside Li Zhi, waiting for her best friend to give her some sweetness.

At this moment, Shen Yuan suddenly turned to look at A-Jie and asked in a low voice, "Jie, did Zhuo Peipei respond to your sweet post?"

Upon hearing Shen Yuan's words, Li Zhi also subconsciously turned his head and looked at A-Jie with curiosity.

Everyone has a love for gossip, especially when it comes to gossiping about Zhuo Peipei, the academic leader.

While constantly basking in the sweet moments between her and Shen Yuan, Li Zhi also dreamed of getting her revenge someday.

But He Zhiyu, who was standing to the side, was stunned.

No? What did I just hear?

Ah Jie, who was grinning, suddenly looked as if he had been choked, and his whole face turned bright red.

He glanced furtively back at the crowd, making sure Zhuo Peipei was out of sight, before forcing out through gritted teeth, "...No! Don't fucking mention it!"

"Hey, what did Zhuo Peipei say?" Yang Ze asked curiously.

“She, she said…” A-Jie pursed his lips, “She said she didn’t feel anything when she wrote it, and then she pointed out a bunch of flaws.”

"puff--"

Yang Ze quickly began to mock, "You're terrible!"

"What the hell?! It's all because you gave us the outline!" Ah Jie broke down.

"That was something Lao Yuan saw!"

When the pot was placed on his head, Shen Yuan immediately denied it.

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm not taking the blame for this. I told A-Jie to send it to me first after he finished writing it, but who knew that this [beep] son ​​of a bitch didn't send it to me at all, he sent it directly to Zhuo Peipei!"

Upon hearing Shen Yuan's words, everyone present nodded in agreement.

"If anyone's to blame, it's Ah Jie himself; he was too hasty."

"Yes, yes, they have no idea what 'haste makes waste' means."

"You're getting anxious, Ah Jie, you're getting anxious!"

Listening to what the others were saying, He Zhiyu, who was standing to the side, was already a little confused.

No, I can understand every single word they say, but why can't I understand them when they're put together?
He Zhiyu subconsciously looked at Li Zhi.

Just as He Zhiyu cast a puzzled look at Li Zhi, Li Zhi suddenly reached out her arm affectionately and gently took He Zhiyu's arm. Then she saw a smile appear on the beautiful girl's face.

“Zhiyu~” Li Zhi’s voice was filled with obvious laughter, “Now… you’re an accomplice too.”

She paused, slowed her speech, and said with an undeniable air of instruction: "Just pretend you didn't hear anything about Zhou Shaojie liking Peipei, okay? Don't tell Peipei, understand?"

The moment Li Zhi finished speaking, He Zhiyu froze on the spot, his lips slightly parted, like an old radio that had jammed, his mind buzzing.

what?
No, weren't we talking about writing sweet romance novels?

Why did it suddenly jump to the point that Zhou Shaojie likes Zhuo Peipei?
Is this the same thing?

He Zhiyu looked at Li Zhi in disbelief, her expression as if she had just learned that the sky had fallen and that it had only hit her.

The young author's eyes instantly filled with bewilderment, as if saying, "I didn't know anything, how did I fall into this pit?" and even a hint of tears welled up in them.

“…Zhizhi! You…”

He Zhiyu, on the verge of tears, lowered her voice and accused him, feeling that she, a pure and innocent person who just wanted to be a peaceful bystander, had been dragged into a huge pit.

"Zhizhi, how could you do this to me?"

Seeing He Zhiyu's tearful expression, Li Zhi's smile deepened.

With a hint of smugness, the pretty girl patted He Zhiyu's shoulder gently, then whispered in He Zhiyu's ear in a voice only the two of them could hear.

"Keep this a secret, little author."

Upon hearing Li Zhi's seemingly casual yet incredibly precise address, He Zhiyu's mind went completely blank.

Blood rushed to her cheeks with a "whoosh".

Oh no! Li Zhi…she found out?! How could she have known?!
Countless scenes of her secretly recording sweet moments in class flashed through her mind.

The way he was typing rapidly on his phone in the corner of the classroom, the overly excited look in his eyes when he was huddled with Zhuo Peipei discussing the plot, and even... perhaps a sentence he accidentally let slip?

A huge panic gripped He Zhiyu.

Did Li Zhi find out that he was the author of "The Stealer"?

This felt a million times worse than being stuffed into the pit of keeping her secret crush!
Her first instinct was to deny it outright, to make excuses, and to try to get away with it.

"I... Zhizhi, what, what are you saying? What, what little author..."

He Zhiyu's voice was a little unsteady, and her eyes darted around in a flustered manner, but she dared not look directly into Li Zhi's knowing smile.

"I...I don't know anything about any unknown author..."

He Zhiyu unconsciously clenched the hem of her clothes, as if this would allow her to tightly cover up her identity as the author and hide it even deeper.

Seeing He Zhiyu's flustered expression, Li Zhi didn't expose her further. Instead, she whispered to her best friend, "Yes, that's right. I didn't say anything just now."

Although Li Zhi said that, in He Zhiyu's eyes, she was like a little hamster with nowhere to hide, caught in the claws of a cunning and beautiful cat.

(End of this chapter)