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Zhang Yifan turned to look at Shen Zhiyi.

"Of course I'll apply to the same university as you. I'm just curious, both Tsinghua University and Peking University are top-tier schools, why did you choose Tsinghua?"

Shen Zhiyi did not answer immediately.

She folded up her parasol, leaned gently against the willow trunk, and stared at the driving school car that was navigating the cones in the distance, as if she were looking at something very far away.

"Starting in junior high, there was a girl who kept provoking me."

She said this in a very indifferent tone, as if she were talking about something that had nothing to do with her.

"She treats me as a rival, competing with me in both academics and daily life."

I bought a cup, and a few days later, the same cup appeared on her table.

I got a new pencil case, and a few days later she got the same one.

Every time exam results come out, I don't even need to check her ranking; someone I know will always tell me that she's been trying to find out my score through people around me.

Later, after graduating from junior high school, she asked me a question—"Can we both get into Tsinghua University?"

Zhang Yifan didn't speak, but listened quietly.

"After graduation, we didn't go to the same high school; she went to the experimental high school next door."

But I heard from a classmate from junior high that she often inquired about my grades.

Every monthly exam, midterm, and final exam, she would try every means to find out my ranking, my scores in each subject, and even what competitions I participated in and what awards I won.

Shen Zhiyi switched the parasol to her other hand, turned to look at Zhang Yifan,

"When have I, Shen Zhiyi, ever been provoked like this?"

She asked me so many times, inquiring about my grades again and again. The fact that I got into Tsinghua University is a clear provocation.

Therefore, I must get into Tsinghua University; I must prove that I won't lose.

After listening, Zhang Yifan nodded.

These words are indeed very much in line with Shen Zhiyi's personality.

She even dared to challenge him. After losing by one point in the joint entrance exam, she spent the entire evening self-study session studying the wrong questions. This girl who had been provoking her since junior high school, there was no way she wouldn't accept the challenge.

But he had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

I can't quite put my finger on what's wrong, but I just feel something's off about that girl's behavior.

Imitated her clothes, inquired about her grades, and asked her if she could get into Tsinghua University...

Why doesn't this sound like a provocation?

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Imitating each other's clothing, inquiring about each other's grades, and wanting to apply to the same university—this whole operation feels a bit familiar.

But he couldn't immediately recall what looked familiar.

Oh well, anyway, this suits Shen Zhiyi's personality quite well.

After all, she was able to come to the door of Class 9 to challenge him, saying in public that "the college entrance exam will determine the winner."

Now there's a girl who's been targeting her since junior high and keeps provoking her. She's been arguing with her for years, which is normal.

Before he could figure out what was "wrong," Zongwen's voice drifted over from the side.

"Tang Xiaonuan, I'll go with you to practice driving. I want to see just how stupid you are to take three days to learn how to reverse into a parking space."

Tang Xiaonuan was squatting on the ground tying her shoelaces when she heard this and stopped.

She slowly raised her head, squinted her eyes, tossed the ice sleeve in her hand aside, stood up, and slowly clenched her fist, her knuckles cracking.

"Who are you calling stupid! I'm incredibly smart, I just haven't mastered it yet."

Do you know what muscle memory is? Muscle memory takes time to develop, and this is a scientific training method.

Didn't your teacher teach you what gradual progress means?

"You spent three days practicing a reverse parking maneuver, and you call that being smart?"

Do you know what the coach said to you? The coach said if you cross the line again...

Zong Wen was halfway through his sentence when he saw Tang Xiaonuan start to move her wrists, so he quickly jumped back a step:

"The coach said if you train for two more days, you'll definitely pass! Three days is too short; a normal person needs to train for a week!"

Tang Xiaonuan was too lazy to waste words with him, so she grabbed Zong Wen's soft flesh at the waist and twisted it half a turn clockwise.

Zong Wen's screams echoed throughout the training ground, startling a student practicing hill starts nearby who stepped on the gas too far, causing the training car to lurch forward half a meter with a whoosh.

"Heroine, spare me! Heroine, have mercy! I was wrong! You're smart! You're the smartest person I've ever met! Reversing into a parking space is the hardest part of the driving test, three days is considered fast! I practiced parallel parking for two whole days!"

"Really?" Tang Xiaonuan didn't loosen her grip.

"Really, really! The coach has no vision! Muscle memory takes time! Scientific training methods require patience! What I just said was just plain stupid, please don't take it to heart!"

Tang Xiaonuan snorted, released her grip, and patted the piece of flesh on Zong Wen's body that had been twisted. The force was neither too strong nor too weak, like patting a disobedient Shiba Inu.

"That's more like it. Come on, let's go practice driving together."

Zong Wen rubbed his lower back and obediently followed behind her toward the training car.

After taking a few steps, he turned back and shouted to Zhang Yifan, "Brother Fan, save me!" His voice carried a tragic sense of a hero going forth never to return.

Zhang Yifan waved to him, meaning goodbye.

Shen Zhiyi watched the two figures walk away one after the other and couldn't help but smile.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhang Yifan turned to look at her. "Have you mastered backing into a parking space?"

Shen Zhiyi's smile froze instantly.

"I'll get it right away. I'm almost there today. That garage line... it's drawn a bit too narrow, at least five centimeters narrower than a standard garage line. It's definitely too narrow."

She looked up and saw Zhang Yifan leaning against the willow trunk, a very obvious wicked smile on his lips.

She immediately realized that this person was deliberately teasing her.

She pursed her lips, clenched her fist, and punched his arm.

Zhang Yifan pretended to be in pain, clutching his arm and shrinking back, his face convincingly showing a pained expression.

"Your arms are the result of practicing for your driving test, right? You're even tougher than Tang Xiaonuan."

"Don't try to scam me. I didn't even use any force. How could I have that much strength?"

"Your grip is stronger than Tang Xiaonuan's. When she twisted Zong Wen, he could still cry out, but with your punch, I couldn't even make a sound."

"Then go find Tang Xiaonuan and give her a punch."

"Then forget it. If she punches me, I might end up in the infirmary. Zongwen is thick-skinned. I can't compare to Zongwen. He's been practicing taking a beating for three years."

Shen Zhiyi was both angry and amused by him, and raised her fist as if to hit him again.

Zhang Yifan laughed and dodged backward, his back bumping into the willow trunk, shaking down a few leaves.

Shen Zhiyi's fist froze in mid-air, and both of them couldn't help but laugh.

She lowered her hand, tucked a stray hair behind her ear, and glared at him irritably, but a smile still lingered in the corner of her eye.

Just then, a loud bang came from not far away.

boom! ! ! !

It wasn't the sound of the training car stalling; it was the dull thud of the front of the car hitting an obstacle, mixed with the crisp sound of plastic breaking.

Zhang Yifan's smile froze, and Shen Zhiyi's fist was still suspended in mid-air. The two of them turned their heads at the same time to look in the direction from which the sound came.

All the training vehicles on the training ground stopped, and some people were standing on tiptoe to look around. One instructor, holding a walkie-talkie, quickly ran towards the reverse parking training area.