The others nodded like pecking chickens.
Shen You’an said carelessly, "Think whatever you want."
The next period was self-study. Shen You’an picked up a pen, ready to dive into so problem-solving.
Gu Bichen glanced over and suddenly squinted his eyes.
Seeing his interest, Shen You’an tore off a test sheet and handed it to him. "Want to give it a try?"
Gu Bichen was stunned for a mont. "Didn’t Mr. Chen tell you that this test sheet shouldn’t be given to others?"
"Test sheets are ant to be solved. There are only questions you can’t solve, not test sheets you’re not allowed to do."
Shen You’an wasn’t one to be stingy.
Gu Bichen’s fingers twitched slightly, but in the end, he just shook his head with a smile. "Forget it."
Then he lowered his head to work on his own questions.
Shen You’an raised her eyebrows, then bent her head and started writing with her pen.
Shen You’an had always considered herself quite smart. She had tackled countless complex problems from the system’s question bank, sharpening her intellect as it grew steadily day by day. Her natural talent, coupled with hard work and refinent through the system, enabled her to stand out among her peers and maintain her top-ranking performance.
But she hit a roadblock as soon as she tackled the first question.
Shen You’an didn’t doubt her intelligence; instead, she beca more determined with every setback.
She fully understood that "there are mountains beyond mountains," and "there are people beyond people." Mathematics is like a vast universe, endless and boundless, requiring a spirit of exploration and adventure to glimpse even a sliver of light.
This thirst for knowledge allowed Shen You’an to imrse herself wholeheartedly, oblivious to the passage of ti.
Gao Yuyue checked on her several tis, each ti stomping her feet in frustration as she left.
When encountering unfamiliar concepts, Shen You’an would imdiately study them through the system’s knowledge base, saving herself considerable ti and achieving twice the results with half the effort.
Finally cracking the solution, Shen You’an reached up to rub her tired brow, letting out a long sigh of relief.
When she looked up, a pork floss bun and a bottle of milk had been placed in front of her.
Shen You’an was montarily stunned and then glanced to the left-front direction at that silent, slender figure.
She held the bottle of milk in her hand, its warmth seeping through the glass and into her palm.
~
Luuo Yunqi hadn’t qualified for the winter camp. However, she was self-aware and not too disappointed about it.
At the cafeteria during lunchti, Xiao Ling comforted her, "Only two from our class made it in, while Class A students almost always get in without trying—but we’d still need to earn our spot."
Luuo Yunqi smiled lightly. "It’s fine. I didn’t harbor much expectation to begin with."
Xiao Ling was scrolling through her phone. "Wow, now that’s bold of him. No wonder I like this little brother; he really went ahead and sued those anti-fans and slanderous marketing accounts."
Luuo Yunqi, who had been following entertainnt news a lot recently, instinctively asked, "Rong Xianning?"
"Yeah! I like him so much." Xiao Ling’s face lit up with joy at the ntion of her idol, not caring one bit that her idol was younger than her.
Luuo Yunqi laughed. "I like him too. When that whole thing blew up a few days ago, I believed he wasn’t responsible. Now that the truth is out, it’s such a relief."
Xiao Ling, constantly maintaining her figure, hadn’t eaten staple foods in years. She only took a few bites of the vegetarian dishes before setting her chopsticks down to concentrate on her phone.
While typing away, she muttered without looking up, "My little brother excels in both singing and dancing; anyone with half an eye can see that. You’d have to be brainless to rig the votes. That Wen Yan, pulling dirty tricks to fra others—serves him right to be kicked off the show by the production team. Truly, ’Heaven grants forgiveness for natural misdeeds, but none for self-inflicted ones.’"
Xiao Ling adeptly completed her tasks in the supertopic, collected her fan club badge, and then made her rounds through Chongchong’s Weibo account.
"It’s really an honor for us to have fans like this. We have to cherish them properly; they’ll guard against malicious setups in the future."
As she exited, she glanced at the trending topics and was suddenly drawn to one of the entries.
#Cen Shu’s New Film *The Laugh of the Jianghu* Releases Character Posters
Xiao Ling clicked on it instinctively.
Suddenly, she let out an intrigued sound and opened a photo, examining it closely. She lifted her head and looked across at Luuo Yunqi, who was sitting opposite her.
"This newcor looks a lot like you."
A week ago, Luuo Yunqi had already received a call from the film’s PR team, informing her that the promotional campaign would gradually roll out. They advised her to open a personal Weibo account to align with the film’s publicity efforts.
Today marked the release of the character posters; as a rookie, this was Luuo Yunqi’s debut in the public eye.
Luuo Yunqi’s heartbeat quickened. Her fingers clenched tightly around her chopsticks.
Then, she straightened her back, her lips curving into a poised and elegant smile.
At long last, the day had co.
Xiao Ling zood in on the photo and stared at the small line of text at the bottom of the poster.
Her brain buzzed in shock.
"Luuo Yunqi? It’s really you."
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