nd he usually attends on behalf of the company in previous years. Sometimes, he even presents awards to the winners.Lu Yaoyao went to the company in the afternoon, put on her makeup and changed into a...The bus swayed and rattled, especially when it stopped at each station. The driver would slam on the brakes, so passengers had to hold on tight to the handrails.

The guy probably had a height advantage, standing very steadily along the way. Even as it got increasingly crowded, he maintained his distance from Tinglan and didn't get too close.

His school uniform had a fresh, sun-baked scent, unlike many boys who always smelled of sweat.

When the bus reached Qining High School, most of the students got off. Listening and Chen waited until Cheng Chen stood up from her seat and they walked out together. There was no sign of the boys.

So Tinglan never noticed the boy's appearance.

Zuo Yu'an single-shouldered his bag and got off the bus in the crowd, striding towards school. His heart was pounding like a drum, his earlobes were flushed, and the scent of the girl's hair still lingered at the tip of his nose. During the bus ride, with its starts and stops and swaying motion, the girl's ponytail kept brushing against his lips and chin. He wanted to go back and create some distance, but there were too many people behind him, it was too crowded.

"Hey, Zuo Yu'an!" someone suddenly came up behind him and put an arm around his shoulders.

It was Lu Kuo again, he pushed him away with disdain.

"Don't be so heartless, I'm heartbroken!" Lu Kuojian made a gesture of holding his chest dramatically.

Zuo Yu'an felt a shiver run down his spine and quickened his pace, leaving him behind. His pounding heart finally returned to normal.

Lu Kuo turned around and bounced back into the classroom, bumping his shoulder against his classmates.

As soon as class started today, the whole class heard a bombshell: there would be a first quiz for freshmen this weekend. Students were wailing in despair. They had just entered high school and hadn't even caught their breath yet. Was this really necessary

So much pressure.

The homeroom teacher said: "This quiz is just a way for everyone to settle in and officially enter the high school survival mode."

Of all the students, only Lu Kuo wasn't worried. To him, whether there was an exam or not made no difference.

Listening Lan was the most nervous. She had failed her middle school exams and got into this key high school, which ranked at the bottom, by sheer luck. She wanted to redeem herself and prove herself to her parents, so her first exam in high school was crucial.

But proving oneself is not easy. Qinyin High School, as the best high school in the city, admits only the top students from each middle school, who have all passed numerous tests and hurdles. None of them are ordinary.

Tinglan put forth the same effort she had during her middle school entrance exam when reviewing.

While other students took their break, she buried herself in her books;

While other students were sleeping at their desks, she buried herself in her books.

Walking and reading, eating and reading, very engrossed;

The person at the next table, Lu Kuo, poked Cheng Chen's back:

"What are you doing" Cheng Chen turned around and asked impatiently.

Lu Kuo pointed at Ting Lan, then at his own head: "Does she have a problem here"

Why are pretty girls always so dumb She's only in high school, why is she stressing so much over a casual test

Cheng Chen glared at him: "You're the one with a problem."

Tinglan is the kind of person who takes everything very seriously. This personality has both advantages and disadvantages. Sometimes it puts too much pressure on himself, and because of nervousness, he performs poorly, just like during the middle school entrance exam.

Her seriousness influenced Cheng Chen to take this exam seriously too. Even Lu Kuo, the student behind them, inexplicably started paying attention in class. When school let out that afternoon and he walked with Zhuo Yu'an, Lu Kuo casually mentioned that there was a female bookworm at the front desk. Zhuo Yu'an stopped

Taking careful steps, he asked: "Is she a poor student"

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"Who Am I Shu Tinglan from the front desk"

"Hmm."

“Her brain isn’t very good, just like my sister. She’s ranked near the bottom of her class. I looked at the new students’ grades. She’s a little stronger than my sister though, she knows to work hard. It's just that her brain doesn't work well, all that effort is for nothing. How can there be so many stupid birds flying ahead” Lu Kuò kept chattering, completely forgetting that the person with a weak mind was the one who couldn’t pass the Qīngníng High School exam unless they used connections like him to transfer in.

Zhuo Yu'an coldly asked him, "Have you reviewed for the exam this time"

"Me" Does he even have the word "review" in his life

"I've written down the key points for the exam for you, study hard and don't embarrass yourself." After Zhu Yu an finished speaking, he got on his bike and left.

Lu Kuo felt a profound sense of gratitude. It was only after leaving for another region that he truly understood the meaning of brotherhood. Back in Beijing, whenever he failed an exam, he would beg his brother for help with highlighting key points, but his brother would always ignore him and look down upon those who craved last-minute assistance.

Zhuo Yu'an kept his word. The next morning, he went straight to Class 3 after school and threw his notebook to Lu Kuo before leaving through the back door of the classroom.

Lu Kuo was overjoyed, after all, he valued his reputation and didn't want to embarrass himself on his first day by coming last in the test. Lu Kuo flipped through his notebook, thinking to himself, "A top student is a top student. In one night, not only did he list out the important points, but he also paired each point with a type of question. If he mastered all of this, wouldn't he be able to get first in the class"

But Lu Kuo wasn't interested in the first exam either. He spent two days looking over most of the question types and estimated that he could get a middle-of-the-road score if he tried. After that, he threw his notebook to Cheng Chen at the desk in front of him.

Don't say

I don't share with you guys.

"What"

"The Sunflower Scripture."

Cheng Chen flipped it open and exclaimed in surprise, "I didn't know you were a straight-A student!"

Lu Kuo said calmly, "That's natural."

"Tinglan, stop reading and come see this notebook."

Because I haven't been in high school for very long, the amount of high school knowledge I have isn't much. This test will definitely cover topics that connect middle school and high school, so this notebook also focuses on those connecting points.

"But, this wasn't written by you, was it" Tinglan pointed out bluntly.

"How did you know" Lu Kuo didn't feel embarrassed to be found out.

"Your handwriting isn't like that." Tinglan had seen Lu Kuo's casual writing style, but the words in the notebook were neat and even, perhaps written carefully stroke by stroke so Lu Kuo could read them clearly. There wasn't a single connected stroke, showing great effort.

But Tinglan only skimmed through it briefly, as she had already reviewed most of the material. So mostly Chen Cheng was cramming at the last minute.

On Friday, Lan spent the whole day taking exams. After finishing, she felt a little unsure of herself. She thought she might have gotten two questions wrong. While looking for answers in her book, she suddenly remembered that there seemed to be a similar question type in Lu Kuai's notebook before. So she asked Lu Kuai to lend her the notebook for two days, and he generously agreed.

In the lower right corner of the notebook's cover, it reads: "zhuoyuan" in pinyin.

Is this a name

Does the owner of this notebook's name Zhuòyuǎn

But she didn't think too much about it and continued to look for the answers she wanted. As she flipped through them, she couldn't help but admire how impressive this was. This exam review covered almost all the key points of the exam, and even guessed the types of questions that would be asked.

She even suspected that this might be a backdoor deal the teacher had made for Lu Kuo.

I found the two problems she needed. Sure enough, she got one wrong, her solution was off track a bit, and she seemed a little discouraged.

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