Summer Green Apples

"oh."

Chi pondered for two seconds, then said, "Let's see."

He pulled out his chair and sat down.

Cui Kai chuckled twice. "Alright, alright, you, Young Master Chi, have a lot of influence. If anyone else said that to me, I would have already started to beat them up, you know?"

"Okay, okay."

Xu Jiyang, the social butterfly, quickly tried to smooth things over, "You're the bully of the sports class, we definitely have to give you face. The main thing is we might have class tonight... the teacher might not let us go."

Li Junyu finally chimed in, "It's me and Chi Sui who might have to go to class, so you won't be there."

"..."

"puff……"

Cui Kai couldn't help but laugh, waved his hand, and left with his underlings.

Xu Jiyang scoffed dismissively, "Tch, what's so great about a math competition class?"

He stormed back to his seat.

When she came in from behind Sui Yu, she reached out to support Ji Xiwen's cup and pencil case.

I was afraid of accidentally touching her things.

Ji Xiwen's attention was completely elsewhere.

My mind was filled with Xu Jiyang's words.

Math Competition Class...

Is it a math competition class?

She wanted to ask a few more questions, so she turned her head and glanced at Chi Sui.

The boy pulled a set of test papers from the desk drawer, and then pulled a pen from the desk drawer as well.

He wrote his name on the test paper, but realized he had grabbed the answer sheet pen instead. He tossed it back into his desk and searched for a long time but couldn't find his black pen.

Chi Sui was used to being carefree and didn't use a pencil case; he would just stuff his pen into the desk drawer when he finished writing.

He lowered his head and carefully searched through the drawer of the desk, but couldn't find the black pen. He muttered a curse under his breath and prepared to go ask Xu Jiyang for one.

A pale hand suddenly reached out, and a black pen appeared on the table.

Ji Xiwen had been observing him for a long time, and quickly offered her help, pursing her lips.

Noticing the boy's gaze, she stammered, "Thank you for letting me stay at your house..."

Chi then stared at the black pen on the table.

Two seconds later, he picked up the pen and said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Ji Xiwen quickly said, then touched the tip of her nose somewhat embarrassedly, "Can I ask you a question?"

Chi Sui held the pen, unsure whether to pick it up or put it down.

He realized he had fallen into a trap.

The young master gritted his teeth. He had thought that this new "little sister" was really honest and obedient, and was preparing to ease the tension between them.

It's like a radish, isn't it? It loves digging holes.

"Go ahead and ask."

Chi said coldly.

Ji Xiwen keenly noticed the change in his attitude, but she was genuinely curious.

Are you in the competition class?

Chi Sui was stunned for a moment.

Ji Xiwen gave a puzzled "hmm".

"...Are you sure you want to ask this?" Chi Sui said. "I've already agreed to let you ask, which means you can ask whatever you want."

Ji Xiwen looked a little confused. "That's what I wanted to ask. More importantly, how do I get into this class? Can I audit it?"

Chi Sui: "..."

He looked down, flipped through the exam paper once, and then flipped it back.

It's like spreading out a big pancake.

Seeing his little actions, Ji Xiwen said considerately, "If you don't want to talk, that's okay too. I won't take the pen back."

Chi Sui: "...If you get a perfect score in math on the monthly exam, midterm, or final exam, or if you get excellent grades in class tests, Baldy will let you go. However, the test is in mid-September, so if you want to go, it might be too late."

"So that's how it is."

Ji Xiwen said regretfully, "Then forget it."

Chi Sui heard the regret in her voice and stared at her profile for two seconds.

It wasn't until the school bell rang that he snapped out of his daze and looked down at the test paper.

……

Class 2 is an advanced class. No matter what subject it is, the pace of the class is very fast. If you are distracted for five minutes, you will fall behind.

Ji Xiwen really enjoyed the intensity of the activity, and the afternoon flew by.

Until the bell rang to signal the end of get out of class.

The students in the class got up and prepared to go to the cafeteria.

"Ji Xiwen!"

"Zhang Qingyan!"

Luo Wenjing's seat was in the first row, but she moved all the way from the first row to the last row, her eyes shining. "Can we go to the cafeteria to eat together?"

Ji Xiwen: "Sure."

She finished writing the last word and capped the pen.

The three of them went out through the back door of the classroom.

On the way, Ji Xi asked, "Is there a monthly exam next week?"

"Yes," Luo Wenjing nodded, "The exams will be held on Monday and Tuesday next week."

"That's good, it won't affect the weekend," Ji Xiwen said.

Zhang Qingyan: "You're too naive."

"right."

Luo Wenjing nodded vigorously, "The teachers will make up for the classes missed during the two days of the monthly exam, either by using physical education class or by using morning or evening self-study sessions."

Pingzhong has three self-study periods every evening, giving students free time to study. However, it is not mandatory, and day students can go home after the last class in the afternoon.

"I see." Ji Xiwen understood.

They are willing to sacrifice their morning or evening time for extra lessons, and the teachers are all quite responsible.

Luo Wenjing sighed sadly, "I really don't want to take the monthly exam. Every time I do poorly on a test, my mom checks my phone to see if I'm dating anyone or playing games or reading novels."

Zhang Qingyan was surprised: "Is your mother that controlling?"

"Yes," Luo Wenjing said, "My mom is a middle school teacher."

She turned to her and asked, "And you?"

"My mom doesn't care about me. Even if I get the lowest score in the exam, she won't bother with me." Zhang Qingyan chewed bubble gum.

Ping Chung has always advocated for students' freedom and liberation, and doesn't pay much attention to students' appearance. As long as it's not too exaggerated, getting a nose or lip piercing, dyeing your hair fluorescent, or having curly hair or light makeup are all acceptable.

Zhang Qingyan is one of the more fashionable girls.

She has long, curly hair, diamond stud earrings on both earlobes, eyelash extensions, and tattooed eyebrows.

She has always acted freely and unrestrainedly, and is seen as a "bad girl" by many.

The girls in the class all thought she was quite unique, but very few of them were willing to eat with her.

If Luo Wenjing hadn't been alone for so long, and Ji Xiwen hadn't just transferred here, she would still be all alone.

Luo Wenjing said, "But you always get very good grades on your exams."

Class Two is an elite class, and Zhang Qingyan's grades are always very stable, fluctuating between fifth and tenth place in the class.

Zhang Qingyan blew a bubble, "When I'm in a bad mood, I like to do practice problems."

Luo Wenjing's gaze instantly turned to awe. "No wonder you're such a good student."

Zhang Qingyan smiled, then turned to look at Ji Xiwen and asked softly, "And you?"

"I……?"

Ji Xiwen smiled and said, "My parents don't really care about me; they're both too busy with work."

"Waaah." Luo Wenjing sniffed, "I'm so envious of you guys."

After the three of them finished queuing to buy their food, they found a table and sat down.

Since we had just met and didn't know each other very well, we could only talk about recent events at school.

Although Luo Wenjing's name means "gentle and quiet," she is anything but gentle in nature.

She kept saying, "I'd be so grateful if I could get into the top twenty in the class this month."