I'm in Senior Year, and the System Says I'm Going on a Blind Date with My Childhood Sweetheart

Chapter 67: Forgot the Beginning, Forgot the Middle, Forgot the End, Anyway, Just You Wait

I'm in Senior Year, and the System Says I'm Going on a Blind Date with My Childhood Sweetheart

Chapter 67: Forgot the Beginning, Forgot the Middle, Forgot the End, Anyway, Just You Wait

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Chapter 67: Chapter 67: Forgot the Beginning, Forgot the Middle, Forgot the End, Anyway, Just You Wait

Friday morning.

Three hours before the monthly exam.

A mysterious prayer could be heard from Shen Yuan’s room.

"Pat the kitty’s head, no more worries or dread. Pat the kitty’s tail, good fortune will prevail."

"The sacred flame burns bright, the sacred flame shines ever so! All my followers, MEOW MEOW MEOW MEOW!"

Shen Yuan held up San Geng, the little kitten’s eyes filled with terror.

’Where the hell am I?’

’Is this still my territory?’

’Oh, it’s just the idiot biped. Never mind then.’

After completing his mystical ritual, Shen Yuan headed out.

He didn’t run into Li Zhi on his way out today. The pretty girl was probably sleeping in.

"So weak, Young Master Li. I’ll definitely beat you in this monthly exam!"

With that, Shen Yuan stepped into the elevator.

Just as the elevator doors were about to close, Shen Yuan heard the sound of a door opening.

Shen Yuan immediately poked his head out.

"Morning!"

"AH!"

What greeted Shen Yuan was a pink and white mesh shoe.

Inside the elevator, Li Zhi could feel a resentful gaze from beside her and couldn’t help but speak up.

"How long are you going to stare?!"

"I will secretly stare at you forever and ever, an endless stare with no end in sight."

"It’s not like I actually hit you."

Li Zhi continued, "Besides, you can’t blame me for this! Who knew you were going to poke your head out of the elevator!"

To be fair, you really couldn’t blame Li Zhi.

After all, Li Zhi didn’t know who was in the elevator. What if it was some pervert?

...

’How magical. It seems there’s no difference, is there!’

This was purely an act of self-defense on Li Zhi’s part.

Shen Yuan’s expression fell. "Excuses, all of them. You did it on purpose. It was premeditated."

"I freaking premeditated you sticking your head out of an elevator to scare me?"

Li Zhi was speechless. "That’s a bit of a niche hobby, I’m afraid."

"I don’t care. You’ve wounded my fragile little heart. I need to be comforted."

"I’ll buy you breakfast."

"Oh! My heavens! You must be my dearest, dearest, dearest mother!"

Li Zhi rolled her eyes. "I never should have taken you in in the first place."

"Hehe, speaking of being taken in, I patted a kitty’s head when I left this morning. I’ll be divinely inspired for the exam today!"

Shen Yuan clenched his fist.

Li Zhi glanced at Shen Yuan’s fist, then back at him. "Dude, when did you become left-handed?"

Shen Yuan’s expression froze.

...

"Boss! Steamed bun! Two meat, two veg, one vermicelli! And a salty soy milk!"

"Twelve!"

Shen Yuan stared at the bag in front of him, unable to figure it out for the life of him.

’This one’s a bit tough to crack.’

A boy standing nearby, also in a Jiyang Middle School uniform, saw Shen Yuan’s expression and sighed. "You’re here to crack the code, too, huh? The only thing that can stop the boss is if he runs out of steamed buns. Either that, or you have to rattle off a dozen items at once."

Shen Yuan shook his head. "Don’t have time. And I won’t waste food."

"Then you’ll never crack it."

"I definitely will."

Shen Yuan turned around. "I will find a way to crack the code!"

The boy watched Shen Yuan’s retreating back, shaking his head and sighing.

’Another one lost to obsession.’

As usual, half of the steamed bun was for Li Zhi.

"Here. I’ll share half of my good luck with you."

Li Zhi, who had just been reaching out, froze with her hand in mid-air.

"Hey!" Shen Yuan let out a warning cry like a dramatic husky.

"First, I don’t mean to discriminate against you. Second, I’m a pretty superstitious person. And finally,"

Li Zhi reached out and took the half-bun. "I paid for this."

"Fine, I’ll share with you next time then."

"There’s really no need. You should save your good luck for guessing on the math problems. I don’t want to become your excuse when you fail."

Li Zhi raised a hand in refusal, absolutely unwilling to take the blame for anything.

Shen Yuan huffed angrily. "I forgot the beginning, forgot the middle, forgot the end... but just you wait!"

"Uh-huh, uh-huh. Good thing you didn’t forget math, forget physics, and forget chemistry."

The pretty girl responded perfunctorily to Shen Yuan’s meme, landing three solid hits on him in the process.

Each word drew blood, leaving him riddled with holes.

As one might expect, Shen Yuan was grievously wounded.

Back in the classroom, Shen Yuan took out his literature textbook.

The first subject of the monthly exam was Literature. It would be a little disrespectful to pull out math problems now.

Sister Lan would probably have a breakdown if she saw that.

Shen Yuan considered himself quite respectful of his teachers.

Especially when it came to a young, beautiful teacher like Sister Lan.

Time trickled by until it was 8:15.

"Alright, pack up and head to your exam halls!"

Following Old Zhou’s order, everyone in Class 15 cleared their desks, grabbed their pencil cases, and left for their exam halls.

"Yuan, this is as far as you go!"

At the staircase of Building 3, Ah Jie looked at Shen Yuan with a determined gaze. "I’m off!"

"Go, Jie. I’ll miss—Pah! What a jinx!"

Shen Yuan pointed at Ah Jie. "Ah Jie, you Literature scrub, don’t even think about messing with my exam!"

"You!"

Ah Jie glared at Shen Yuan. "Just you wait! Just you wait! I forgot the middle! I forgot the end! Just you wait!"

"You’ll forget everything! You’ll forget classical Chinese, you’ll forget rhetorical devices, your Literature exam is finished!"

Ah Jie clutched his head and let out a pained wail.

"NOOO!!"

Watching Ah Jie disappear down the stairs, Shen Yuan didn’t feel he had done anything too excessive.

As everyone knows, those who feel confident before an exam often end up bombing it. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Therefore, what Shen Yuan had just done was an act of reverse psychology.

He was blessing Ah Jie!

Behind Shen Yuan, Sun Xiansheng, also from Class 15, felt an inexplicable cold gust of wind and quickened his pace toward Room 211.

Then, at the entrance of Room 211, he saw Shen Yuan walking toward him.

Shen Yuan was quite happy to see Sun Xiansheng.

For high school students, what is a comrade-in-arms?

Being in the same exam hall naturally makes you comrades-in-arms!

"Teacher Hou!"

Shen Yuan called out a greeting, and Sun Xiansheng shuddered.

"Lao Yuan, I remember everything."

Seeing Sun Xiansheng’s nervous expression, Shen Yuan knew this guy was also afraid of getting hit with the ’forgot the beginning, middle, and end’ routine.

"Relax, Teacher Hou. It’s just one monthly exam!"

Shen Yuan patted Sun Xiansheng’s shoulder.

Sun Xiansheng gave a miserable smile.

His Literature scores weren’t that great to begin with, and after Shen Yuan’s round of "encouragement" for Ah Jie, he was even more nervous.

’We’re both idiots from Class 15, you think I don’t know what you’re like?’

Sun Xiansheng was afraid Shen Yuan would have a brain fart and cast a Great Blessing Technique on him.

"Hey now, Teacher Hou, relax. It’s an exam, you need to feel loose. Don’t be nervous. If you’re too nervous, you might actually forget everything."

After Shen Yuan said that, he saw Sun Xiansheng looking like he was about to die.

He didn’t see a sense of relaxation, but he did see a sense of impending doom.

Shen Yuan scratched his head.

’Alright, I’m really no good at comforting people.’

"Well, Teacher Hou, why don’t you try to relax on your own?"

Sun Xiansheng nodded, and his gaze fell upon a girl in the hallway of the neighboring class.

He instantly relaxed a lot.

Shen Yuan followed Sun Xiansheng’s gaze. Long legs... they were indeed relaxing to look at.

’Relaxing my ass!’

Shen Yuan was about to retort but instinctively asked after seeing the expression on Sun Xiansheng’s face.

"Teacher Hou, you think that girl from Class 14 in the black stockings is pretty?"

Sun Xiansheng nodded. "Yeah, she is. The girl is pretty too, and her smile is sweet."

Shen Yuan nodded. "Mm, that’s right, Teacher Hou. In the line ’The Jiangzhou Vice-prefect’s blue gown was soaked with tears,’ besides a blue gown, does ’blue gown’ also imply a lowly official rank?"

"Huh?"

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