Because the history and geography had already been tested in advance, the revision for this sester’s final exams was quite relaxing, and the originally three-day exams were shortened to just two and a half days.
By eleven in the morning, they had finished their last English exam, and the mood among the students was great as they walked out of the exam room, arm in arm, chatting and laughing.
Xu Qingfan followed behind the boys in his class, listening to their loud conspiracies in the corridor.
"Who’s up for an all-nighter race tonight?"
"You always say all-nighter, but each ti it’s just alone at eleven o’clock without even a single mosquito!"
"Whoever doesn’t co is a dog!"
"You just bark like a dog. Are we playing CF or what tonight?"
"Why not play Shenwu?"
"You turn-based gar, go roll sowhere else."
"..."
Xu Qingfan just shook his head and chuckled. In his past life, wasn’t he one of them? Spending the night in an internet cafe and sneaking back ho the next day slling of smoke, just to shower and sleep.
He quickened his pace and strode past them. Behind him, many of the girls who had been walking nonchalantly also quickened their pace. Driven by the front and back, the entire corridor seed to speed up.
"Brother!" Zhang Yiyi was just coming down from the upper floor, and she called out in surprise when she saw Xu Qingfan.
Xu Qingfan stopped for a few seconds, waiting for the girl to co down and walk beside him before they both headed downstairs again.
"You don’t stutter anymore when you read aloud, so why do you still pause when you talk normally?" There were many people on the stairs, so Xu Qingfan stretched out his hand and pulled Zhang Yiyi into his arms, asking her.
The girl blinked and thought for a mont, still answering in three words: "Used to it."
"That’s really a bad habit." Xu Qingfan pinched the girl’s nose with his hand but soon let go.
"Mmm~" Zhang Yiyi wrinkled her nose in pretend distress, her expression three parts goofy and seven parts adorable.
"It’s just... habit." She originally intended to say six words in a row, yet she couldn’t help but pause.
"Say it with , it’s just habit!" After leaving the staircase where the crowd had dissipated, the hand Xu Qingfan had around Zhang Yiyi’s shoulders still hadn’t been released.
"It’s just habit." Zhang Yiyi recited properly.
"See, that wasn’t so hard, was it?" Xu Qingfan rewarded her by ruffling her head, "Let’s try again, Xu Qingfan is a handso guy."
"Pfft~" Zhang Yiyi glanced at him sideways, her smile gentle and radiant.
"What are you laughing at, hurry up and say it!"
"Well... ahem..." After moistening her throat and adjusting, she said: "Xu Qingfan is a big dummy, Brother is a big dummy!"
"Damn!" Xu Qingfan mixed surprise with excitent, "Yiyi, you really can talk continuously now!"
Zhang Yiyi gave him a reproachful glance, as if to say there was nothing so amazing about it.
"I could always do it." She said.
"But you were always stuttering before." Xu Qingfan raised his hand and knocked on her head.
The girl pretended to cradle the spot where he had just hit, of course pretending.
"Like!" She smiled at Xu Qingfan and said.
"Like you, big head ghost. You had worried all the ti." Xu Qingfan pushed her head straight.
Zhang Yiyi then laid her head on his shoulder, "Thank you, Brother."
The two of them were inseparable on their way, and the female classmates following them bit their back teeth in envy.
They were the last ones to return to the class, where the horoom teacher was already talking about vacation notices. They hurriedly walked through the back door to their seats.
"Next sester will be the ninth grade, the most important year of your life. It will determine whether you spend the next three years in high school, vocational school, or literally ’baking sweet potatoes’."
The horoom teacher rarely joked like this, and the students all laughed uproariously, "Laugh, you still can laugh. Just wait until school is out and have a look at those ninth-graders; they’re almost driving themselves insane, wishing there were 48 hours in a day!
Do you know why? Because they didn’t adjust their mindset over the sumr before ninth grade, they were just skating by, and now they are scrambling, but who are they showing their panic to?
The sumr before ninth grade is the scariest. I hope our classmates can adjust their mindset well, complete their howork diligently during the vacation period, and create good mind maps..."
Under the bombardnt of the horoom teacher’s words, the classroom, which had been cheerful, suddenly fell silent. Even top students like Wu Lingyu couldn’t help but sweat it out, swearing to herself that she would definitely review thoroughly over the sumr vacation and make a fast coback!
"Alright, that’s all I’m saying, whether you choose to struggle for a year or a lifeti, think about it yourself!"
It wasn’t until the horoom teacher had completely left that many students breathed a sigh of relief as if they had just been pulled out of water.
"Brother Qing Fan, is ninth grade really that scary?" Originally planning to apply to the high school division, Lin Wanning was thinking about seriously drawing comics this sumr. But after hearing the horoom teacher’s words, she started to feel anxious again.
"Right, Brother Fan, should we keep on studying by ourselves this sumr?"
"Pfft~ You’re listening to her nonsense. Haven’t I already calculated the scores for you? Chinese, math, English, 370, physics, chemistry, politics, 240, plus 60 for physical education, with these scores, you can get into the high school division. Tell , is it hard?"
Lin Wanning tilted her head to think again. Little Ning’s scores in Chinese, math, and English had never fallen below 380, and she also scored over 80 in physics and politics. Even if chemistry in ninth grade is difficult, it would not be enough to fail.
As if she understood everything, the ahoge on the girl’s head also wobbled, "That seems right... Then we still have to travel during the sumr vacation and put out comics!"
"Brother Fan, where are we going for the trip this ti? We’ve almost been everywhere in the country except Tibet."
"Let’s talk about it when we get ho, if not, Xiangjiang is also fine."
"Yay, yay, I want to have afternoon tea at The Peninsula!"
"Always thinking about eating, we still need to get visas though."
"Hehe~"
The six of them packed their backpacks and left the school campus. The middle school entrance exams for the ninth graders were scheduled for next week, so as they left, the students kept quiet as if by unanimous understanding.
"It’s a pity, they are having exams so late this year, they missed a vacation." After leaving the school gate, Xu Qingfan looked back in the direction of the teaching building and said.
"You could just delay your exams until the 22nd period and get a vacation too," Xia Xiaoxiao countered without surprise.
"I’m rolling my eyes at you, just find the aning yourself."
"Brother Qing Fan, look over there!" Lin Wanning suddenly shook his arm vigorously, pointing at a tricycle traveling down the road.
Naturally, there was nothing special about a tricycle, especially as this one was being used to collect scrap.
However, on this pile of dirty, disorganized, and broken scrap, there sat a clean, exquisitely made birthday cake.
The five girls exchanged glances, and as if they were in sync, they all nodded and the sa thought occurred to them simultaneously:
[Brother Qing Fan’s birthday is coming up!]
[Stinky dog’s birthday is soon.]
[Brother Fan’s birthday is coming.]
[Brother’s birthday is coming!]
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