When Will My Childhood Sweetheart Marry Me?-Chapter 134: The Person I Like is Named Pei Yan
"Being the leader means that once you make a decision, it’s usually final with no room for objection."
The three boys silently directed their innocent gazes towards the girl.
Jiang Shuyao forced a dry smile, pondered for a while, then slowly nodded, "Okay, then I’m heading back."
This...
So girls can be this obedient, huh?
Having stepped halfway into her house, Jiang Shuyao suddenly thought of something and turned back to address the four, "Don’t drink too much Red Bull, or it will affect tomorrow’s exam."
Drinking Red Bull can keep you alert.
But the time to drink it wasn’t tonight, but early tomorrow morning.
Xu Kanfeng lugged a box inside, muttering, "If I guzzled ten cans in one go, my energy levels on the exam would shoot through the roof."
But was that really the case?
Jiang Shuyao’s warning was disregarded by everyone.
The only one who listened was Pei Yan.
That night, Chen Jin mocked Brother Yan, saying that Brother Yan was in the late stages of tracheitis and had long lost his former dominance.
Pei Yan sat cross-legged in front of the TV, holding a game controller and lazily smiling, "My happiness is something you can only envy."
Tsk tsk.
With that said, they began to feel sour again.
June 7, National Gaokao Schedule: 9:00 to 11:30 AM, Chinese.
That day, Zhu Yun and Jiang Tingsong took the day off from their jobs specifically to send their daughter Jiang Shuyao and Pei Yan, along with Chen Jin, to the examination venue in two separate cars.
Fortunately, at this pivotal moment in life, Jiang Shuyao was once again stepping into her alma mater.
Rongcheng Seventh Middle School.
Standing outside the imposing gates of Qi Middle School, her body was brimming with energy.
Before entering, her parents simply watched her and Pei Yan walk away with encouraging looks, saying nothing.
It was the guy beside her who, upon parting outside the examination hall, suddenly grabbed her hand and asked with a faint smile, "How many points do you want me to get for the composition?"
The composition...
After a moment of reflection, Jiang Shuyao spoke slowly, "Get straight to the point, use parallel structure, make sure your handwriting is neat, don’t copy the reading comprehension passages, and guarantee all these, and that’ll be enough, the rest is up to fate."
Heh.
"Alright, up to fate."
Pei Yan rubbed the top of the girl’s head with his large hand, setting aside his usual lazy demeanor, took hold of his admission ticket, and turned to climb the stairs of the neighboring school building.
At that moment, the surrounding air was incredibly still.
Watching the retreating figure of the young man from the bottom of the stairs, Jiang Shuyao’s cheeks curved into a gentle smile.
Go for it, Yan.
Go for it, Yaoyao.
Two inner voices, separated by the distance of one storey, met in the depths of their souls.
They faced June, destined to be extraordinary from birth.
For two whole days, at 5:00 PM on the 8th, after the last English exam, all the senior students erupted in joy.
Only Xu Kanfeng walked out of the exam room with deep regret.
The side effect of drinking too much Red Bull was that the English listening section turned into an earworm in his brain, and the overstimulation made him want to sprout wings and fly to the top of the Himalayas to cool down.
Chen Jin laughed until he doubled over, "You asked for it, buddy. If you down ten cans of that stuff, who else would fly but you?"
Actually, preparing for the Gaokao merely requires following a normal routine and ensuring adequate sleep; relying on external means for stimulation could backfire.
Excessive excitement might not benefit one’s performance in the exam room.
In doing anything, there are always regrets.
This regret might force Xu Kanfeng to face a different phase in his life.
On the night of the conclusion of the Gaokao, classes naturally gathered back at school.
Throughout Qinyuan Building, the exuberant tune of "A Night To Remember" wafted through the air.
This night was enough to be remembered by all.
Under the shadow of the pandemic, everyone gathered in the classroom with reason and clarity, holding a graduation party right where they were.
In the depths of the corridor, a male student confessed his feelings to a female student.
While decorating the classroom, friends who had fallen into a misunderstanding exchanged smiles and made up with a handshake.
The Senior Year Group’s office was deserted, as the teachers were ushered into the classroom to join the celebration with everyone.
The vibrant young men and women, their laughter tinged with tears, eyes brimming with a deep sense of unwillingness to part, and gratitude toward their teachers and classmates.
Unwilling to say goodbye, unwilling to part ways.
Grateful to the teachers, thankful for their selfless guidance along the way.
Grateful for every classmate by their side, for filling these three high school years with laughter and tears.
At nine o’clock in the evening, the celebration was nearing its end.
At that moment, the familiar prelude suddenly echoed from downstairs.
In Class 2, forty-five students sang "Friendship Years" together, bringing the graduation season to its ultimate climax in an instant.
Almost all the boys knew this classic song by heart, and the girls also followed the music with their beats.
The passionate song flowed out from Qinyuan Building, drifting over the artificial lake, across the basketball court, and into the endless night sky.
At the same time, upstairs and downstairs, Yu Zhengqing and Qin Ming stepped out of the classroom.
Outside the brightly lit corridor, they turned around and quietly leaned against the railing, watching the youthful silhouettes jumping and laughing behind the glass windows with a sense of satisfaction mixed with reluctance.
They had graduated.
But as teachers, they still had to press forward and hone themselves.
The college entrance examination was a dividing line, from the moment it finished, what used to take a little effort might now take ten times, even a hundred times as much.
No matter what, heaven would never shortchange the diligent.
Kids, I wish you good luck.
There is no feast that doesn’t come to an end, at nine-thirty, amid a chorus of laughter and cheerful voices, everyone said goodbye to each other and left the school.
The duty roster for Class 6 still hung on the wall.
Lu Chen was still the last to leave, standing at the classroom doorway, looking over every corner here time and again.
In the silence, a ringtone suddenly broke through, and following the sound, he fixed his gaze on a particular spot.
Jiang Shuyao had left her phone on her desk, and on her way back, unaware that Pei Yan was calling her, she heard her phone ringing as she approached the classroom.
She quickened her pace and ran up the last few steps, unexpectedly encountering Lu Chen at the door.
The girl, slightly out of breath, looked at him with a touch of surprise.
The corridor lights were not as bright as before, even a bit dim.
Lu Chen said to her with a faint smile, "One step later, and I’d be locking up and handing the keys over to the Dean’s Office."
Yes, and that’s precisely why Jiang Shuyao had been running all the way.
She showed a relieved expression, pointed to the classroom with her hand, "I’m going in to get my phone."
"Sure."
Lu Chen quietly watched the girl enter the classroom, pick up her phone, and then walk toward him.
"Do you have a favorite university in the Capital?"
While locking up, Lu Chen casually asked her a question that, for two top students, seemed most natural.
Jiang Shuyao was somewhat surprised; aside from Pei Yan, she didn’t recall mentioning her aspiration to attend a university in the Capital to anyone else. How did the class representative know?
In her moment of astonishment, Lu Chen gave her a deep look, "I sit right beside you; I can generally see what you’re focused on."
As he finished, his footsteps suddenly halted.
Jiang Shuyao, puzzled, looked at him and also stopped.
In the early summer of June, the night breeze was cool.
Lu Chen’s voice quietly rose by her ear, "In the days to come, I hope that unique radiance of yours will continue to shine forever.
Jiang Shuyao, I like you, and I wish you well."
At that moment, her thoughts paused for two seconds.
Until the familiar sound of footsteps approached from downstairs, Jiang Shuyao turned her head and gave Lu Chen a slight smile, "Thank you, class rep."
The girl spoke softly, "I also have someone I like, his name is Pei Yan."
