You should know better than this!

  Meng Ting nodded. The cop smiled and said: "Its too early, others havent arrived yet, you can only wait." But in his heart, he had a hint of appreciation, coming so early proved that he was very concerned.

  Meng Ting leaned against the corner and continued reading a book from her bag.

  It was a little after 8:40 when people started to arrive. They were all students, mostly seventeen or eighteen years old, as they belonged to the high school group.

  Everyone was sitting in their own resting place chatting, when suddenly the crowd started making a racket.

  Meng Ting raised his eyes and saw Jiang Ren.

  It was November then, and behind the small fountain in front of the art gallery, the sun had just risen, becoming a beautiful rainbow under the morning sunlight.

  Jiang Ren rode a mountain motorcycle, wearing a black tight-fitting suit, with silver hair that was eye-catching, and a pair of black diamond earrings that refracted light, with a sports wristband on his wrist, becoming the most dazzling existence.

  Most of the participants in the competition are excellent students, and its rare to see them with such a sloppy attitude.

  They seemed to be here to cause trouble and security wouldnt let them in.

  Jiang Ren hung his helmet on the car and got out. His eyebrows had a few hints of anger: "What, not allowed to enter?"

  The security guard could only say: "Theres a competition being held here."

  Inside was also noisy and chaotic.

  "Whats with the mixed society? What brings you here?"

  "Haha anyway its impossible for me to come and compete."

  A boy wearing glasses whispered: "If you want to show off, drive a car, why ride a motorcycle."

  That year motorcycles had become widespread, but for teenagers around ten years old, there were really only a few people who could afford to buy small cars.

  Another boy was speechless: "Youve read too many books and have no vision, dont talk nonsense, his mountain bike is worth a supercar."

  The boy wearing glasses obviously didnt believe it, but many people who heard this looked over.

  He Junming didnt expect this place to be so humiliating, he snorted and was about to scold someone when Fang Tan pulled him back: "Be low-key, dont cause trouble today, dont annoy Nian Ge." He Junming immediately became timid.

  Jiang Ren lit a cigarette: "She came to find her friend, shes in the competition..."

  The security guard said: "Who is your friend?"

  Jiang Rens gaze passed through the glass door and fell on Meng Ting.

  She was sitting in the corner, which was the closest place to him.

  He saw Meng Ting for the first time not wearing No. 7 Middle School uniform.

  She wore a light yellow sweater because it was chilly in the morning, with a small rose on the collar, green leaves entwining the branches. It had an inexplicable soft and elegant feel to it.

  She saw him looking at her, was stunned for a moment, as if afraid of getting involved with him, and quickly turned her head away.

  He couldnt help but laugh.

  Whatever.

  The security guard saw them and didnt say a word, let alone allow them to enter.

  Some parents can come in, but Jiang Ren and his friends, smoking and dyeing their hair, are obviously bad kids.

  Lu Yue pushed through the crowd and ran out, telling the security guard: "Uncle, they are my friends, can you let them in?"

  He Junming smiled and said: "Lu Yue, lets cheer you up."

  Lu Yue couldnt help but glance at Jiang Chen, a joyful feeling rising in her heart.

  Jiang Ren furrowed his brow and fell silent.

  The security guard hesitated for a moment, and Lu Yue said: "Im the champion of several years ago, cant my friend cheer me on?"

  There was a hint of complacency in her tone.

  The security guards nodded after discussing and then turned to Jiang Ren and others: "You can go in, turn off your mobile phone, no smoking, and no noise."

  He Junming was speechless, so going in meant going to jail?

  After several hours of competition, they still couldnt understand it.

  He just wanted to say that he couldnt go in, so lets wait outside, Brother Nian.

  As a result, Jiang Ren saw that the cigarette butt was pressed into the fountain pool and then thrown into the trash can, with his hands in his pockets walking away.

  He has a strong aura about him, and at first glance, he doesnt seem like a good person. The good students inside all gave way to him.

  He Junming: "Huh? Really going?"

  Fang Tan: "Jiang Ren has gone in."

  "Whats so good about this?"

  They said so, and a few people smoked a cigarette before following in.

  He Junming couldnt help but laugh: "These chicks dont look that great."

  "Heh, maybe its just his brain that works well, and other places dont work as well."

  He Junming laughed uncontrollably.

  In He Junmings cognition, it is rare for a learning tyrant to be beautiful, and Lu Yue can be considered an exceptional one.

  A faint scent of smoke wafted over, Meng Ting was stunned for a moment, then turned his head around.

  Jiang Ren sat down beside her with his legs crossed.

  His jacket zipper was unzipped, his hands were in his pockets, and he had a few points of annoying arrogance.

  Meng Ting felt very uneasy being so close to him.

  Jiangs presence was very strong, and many people were looking at him. She had no choice but to pretend she didnt know him and lowered her head.

  She sat in front of the glass window, her knees together, with a book spread out on her legs. A shallow patch of golden sunlight shone in.

  "Hey, good student, you dont even greet people you know, arent you a bit too indifferent?"

  He leaned in close, Meng Ting closed his eyes and after a while whispered: "Not familiar."

  He couldnt help but laugh.

  "Do you know what my name is?"

  Meng Ting pursed her lips: "Jiang Ren."

  Her voice was soft and gentle, like a spring breeze stroking the tip of ones finger.

  He was stunned for a long time, then smiled: "Uh-huh."

  Its really ridiculous, as if the depression that had been pent up in my heart for a long time suddenly dissipated easily.

  He Junming and others came in at this time, saw Meng Ting was very surprised: "Xiao Mang... Meng Ting, you also participate in the competition."

  Meng nodded slightly.

  Lu Yue followed over, her eyes also fell on Meng Ting. She didnt know Meng Ting, but when she saw her eyes, her pupils flashed slightly: "Youre a classmate from No. 7 Middle Schools sophomore class, right?"

  Meng heard Lu Yue take the initiative to greet him and could only say: "Hello, senior."

  Lu Yue said: "During the competition, it is not allowed to wear watches and sunglasses. Younger sister, take them off in advance."

  Meng Ting shook his head: "Thank you, but my eyes are not good, this is not sunglasses. Its... " Under Lu Yues gradually pleasant gaze, Meng Ting calmly said, "Blind peoples light perception protection glasses."

  Lu Yue saw no self-deprecation in her words, and Jiang Ren beside her didnt find it strange either, lightly furrowing his brow.

  At nine oclock sharp, the game officially started.

  All participants have adjusted their positions and are seated at the tables in front of the art museum. Parents can still watch from the rest area over here.

  Because it was the first open competition, each person had an easel in front of them.

  "The host said: Keep your body quiet, no cheating is allowed. Once discovered, severe punishment will be imposed. The competition officially begins. You have 150 minutes to answer the questions. Answering starts now."

  ~

  The game started off well, with parents paying close attention to their own children.

  But halfway through, He Junming almost went crazy, and he complained: "Damn it, its even more unbearable than being in prison, I cant take it anymore." He took out his phone to turn it on.

  Jiang Nan snatched his phone carelessly: "Be honest."

  “……”

  He Junming turned his head: "Tanzi, He Han, dont play rock-paper-scissors."

  Fang Tan said: "Stupid."

  He also said: "Im not playing."

  He Junming felt that life was as desolate as snow, so he could only look forward to the competition.

  Two acquaintances, Lu Yue and Meng Ting, sat far away, only seeing the back of the person. He suddenly became interested: "Who do you think will win?"

  Fang Tan glanced at Jiang Ren and didnt say a word.

  "Lets make a bet, the loser...". He rolled his eyes, "Isnt today Thanksgiving? Outside theyre selling foreigners vanilla ice cream, the loser will go buy food for the winners sister."

  This is somewhat interesting.

  Fang Tan said: "I think Lu Yue will win."

  He Han thought for a moment: "Its not that I look down on Meng Ting, this competition is said to be quite difficult, Lu Yue said she has been studying for almost eight years and has been the champion for several years, I also think she will win."

  He Junmings mouth twitched: "Isnt that right? Everyone thinks Lu Yue will win, whats the point of competing then. Tanzi, are you trying to suppress Meng?"

  "Why dont you take it easy yourself?"

  He Junming finally looked at Jiang Ren: "Nian ge... who do you think will win?"

  Jiang Ren shifted his gaze outside to the pink ice cream shop and lazily said, "Whatever."

  He Junming had no choice but to force himself to listen to Meng. He thought, well, losing is just losing, might as well enjoy the process.

  At half past eleven, everyone had handed in their papers.

  The number of people who can enter the final is limited, with only 55 students in the high school group, and the results were announced just ten minutes later.

  The host smiled and said: "Classmates have worked hard, after more than two hours of fighting, the list of first, second and third places are now in my hands, are you expecting?"

  The rest area has already started making a racket, and even though the students are nervous in their hearts, they still look pretty calm on the surface.

  The host had milked the suspense for long enough, and opened the card in his hand. His eyes scanned across everyone: "Now I announce that the third place winner of this years Middle School Math Olympiad is... Fang Di! 132 points."

  A boy stood up, joy flashing in his eyes, bowed and sat down.

  The host smiled and said: "Then whos second?"

  Meng Ting raised her eyes.

  "Her name must be very familiar to everyone, winning awards every year. Congratulations to Lu Yue, 136 points."

  Lu Yue looked back incredulously.

  She is always the champion every year, this time... how could she be second. Her face changed instantly, stood up and made a rough bow, if she was the second place, then who was the first?

  Jiang Ren smiled with an unclear meaning.

  He Han said: "Nige where are you going?"

  Jiang Ren did not answer his words and walked out directly.

  The organizer was very efficient and had the top three winners go on stage to receive their rewards. Each person received a corresponding certificate, as well as a bank card.

  Lu Yue stood beside Meng Ting, her face didnt look too good.

  She had been first for many years and thought this year would be a sure thing, but Meng Ting took it.

  Its also a matter of Lu Yues mentality, her mind is on Jiang Ren, she reads books carelessly, in previous years she could score 140 points, this year only 136, after all, shes not old, her thoughts are revealed very clearly.

  When she went on stage, Lu Yue had already adjusted her expression and smiled at Meng Ting, saying: "Congratulations, junior sister."

  Meng didnt like to say polite words, and upon hearing this, he lightly said: "Thank you, and congratulations to Lu Yuexue senior."

  Lu Yue sneered inwardly, wasnt it just getting first place? Meng Ting had seen many people like this since she was a child, poor and unassuming, like dusty dust, with no strengths other than decent grades.