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Chapter 95: The Monthly Exam (1)

  Seeing Su Nian's stunned and silly expression, Gu Zichen's lips curved up into a pleasant arc.

  Su Year pinched her own cheek again and again, confirming that this was not a dream, and a thread of joy floated up in her heart.

  Hehe, isn't Gu Zichen supposed to have mysophobia? Yet he doesn't seem to mind her at all... Su Nian felt like the air was filled with pink heart bubbles, and her girly side began to overflow.

  Chen Yuan, who was late outside the door, saw this and didn't say a word. He turned around and left, taking with him the slippers he had brought for his beloved younger sister.

  Cough...cough...year after year, brother can only help you this far.

  National good brother Chen Yuan gave Su Niannian another assist, intensifying the ambiguous atmosphere in the house.

  "Sue, I just don't want you to continue dirtying the floor of my house. Now, immediately, GO!" Gu Zi Chen waved his hand and ruthlessly issued an eviction order.

  Splash! Su Nian felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured over her head.

  Something's gone wrong! This reason is too simple and crude!!!

  "Goodbye..." Su Nian's face was sullen as she slowly walked out the door, leaving the Gu residence.

  Gu Zichen's eyes and eyebrows lost some of their coldness, replaced by a rare softness, as he watched Su Nianian leave step by step.

  He rubbed his big round head again and muttered in a low voice: "Big Round... Big Round..."

  The smile at the corner of his mouth finally spread thoroughly.

  ——

  After a night of various emotions, Su Nian went to school in low spirits.

  Because of the exam on Friday, after finishing the normal classes, each subject teacher reserved some time for review, and started distributing test papers after class.

  It's been just one day and Su Nian's desk is already piled high with a thick stack of scrolls, leaving her somewhat bewildered.

  Is this a monthly exam or the college entrance examination? Is it necessary to be so scary? Moreover, she looked at the test paper and found that the difficulty of the questions was extremely high, which was completely different from what she had experienced in Chenjiang High School.

  He stared blankly at the physics test paper, with one-third of the questions left unanswered. Su Nian looked around and felt even more depressed.

  Song Yu Xi's expression didn't change, her hand moved swiftly and steadily, various formulas and answers filled the paper densely. Zhu Cheng usually looked careless, but when doing questions, he was not sloppy at all, although not as good as Song Yu Xi, he was much better than her. Even Tang Yu seemed to have divine help, with a relaxed expression on his face.

  Yin Yin was in Qingjiang High School at the time, Tang Yu's grades were not even as good as hers!

  This world is too crazy!

  Su Xian'er bit her pen holder, staring intently at the tip of Tang Yu's pen, still comforting herself in her heart, saying that perhaps Tang Yu was just pretending.

  Such a scorching gaze, Tang Yu couldn't help but feel it. He lifted his head and saw Su Nian's eyes filled with resentment.

  She glanced at the scroll on her desk again, and Tang Yu deliberated for a moment before lowering his voice to say, "You don't know?"

  Su Nian nodded pitifully.

  Tang Yu fell silent for a moment before pulling out a scroll identical to Su Ye's and handing it over.

  Su Nian took it curiously and suddenly her eyes lit up.

  Tang Yu did not answer every question clearly like Song Yu Xi, but only wrote the formulas and solution ideas, showing that he could do it while saving time.

  It's okay, Su Year is not stupid after all. After studying for a while, he started to solve the problem, although his speed was slower, at least it was better than when he first started.

  In the following days, she finished one and Tang Yu handed her a new one. The two cooperated tacitly, so Su Nianian didn't delay her review schedule.

  She became more determined than ever to go to a cram school.

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