Many of the students assigned to take the exam in Classroom 12 were actual mbers of Class 12, and the atmosphere inside the room was anything but serious.
Despite the looming monthly exam, the air was filled with the familiar buzz of gossip, banter, and exaggerated groans of despair.
"Hey hey hey, we’re playing Five-Man in Honor of Kings again later—we’re short one! Any freeloaders willing to get carried?"
"What a fart! Last ti you said that, we got wrecked so hard, we were practically kneeling in front of the enemy! You even shouted ’retreat!’ while running into a wall!"
"Why did Brother Xuan change his girlfriend again? Which little schoolgirl is it this ti? How’s her figure?"
At that mont, the classroom door creaked open and Lu Qingyan stepped in.
Soone near the door noticed her first, eyes lighting up as if he’d spotted a rare Pokémon. "Hey... check that girl out. Damn. She’s gorgeous. She looks so pure and innocent, like those female leads in school dramas."
"Wait, there’s soone that pretty in our grade? Why’ve I never seen her before?"
"She’s from Special Class," soone explained. "Transfer student. Just ca this month."
"That explains it. Special Class people don’t breathe the sa air as us mortals."
"Still, why’s soone from Class 1 taking the exam here with us rejects?"
"Because fate is cruel," another student sighed theatrically. "Also, room arrangents."
anwhile, Lu Qingyan, blissfully unaware that she had beco the main dish on the Class 12 gossip buffet, calmly found her seat near the front.
She took out her Chinese textbook and began flipping through pages, determined to cram a few more idioms into her skull before the exam started.
She didn’t even blink when the door slamd open behind her.
Lu Mingxuan didn’t expect that in the ti that he went to buy so water before the exam started, the class would beco so lively.
Furthermore, he didn’t expect his cheap sister to be the topic of the lively conversation.
"You don’t say, but she’s really beautiful, the more you look, the better it gets."
"Okay, but what’s the point of being good-looking? Even if soone looked good, if their brain wasn’t good, I wouldn’t like them."
"Lol. You’re not sure yet, beside she was placed in special class.l
"Hahaha, you say it as if you’re f*cking smart."
"You can’t be sure. If I was in Special Class and had their resources, no matter how bad, I still wouldn’t end up here for the exam."
Lu Mingxuan heard this when he ca in. He glanced at Lu Qingyan who was seated not too far in front of him.
He loudly closed the door with his backhand. The originally noisy classroom imdiately beca quiet after the sudden sound of the door.
Gao Jing, who walked in behind Lu Mingxuan, looked at those who were talking and warned them to quickly shut-up.
The people were intrigued as so approached Gao Jing and asked, "What’s up, is Brother Xuan in a bad mood today?"
Gao Jing casually found an explanation, "Are you in a good mood when there’s an exam?"
Lu Qingyan was using the ti left to beco more familiar with the literary texts, so she didn’t care about the changes in the atmosphere.
And Lu Mingxuan, who had just arrived, sat behind her and stared at her back. He was a little puzzled.
Waiting for her to co running, crying, asking, "Gege, why did you block ? Don’t you love anymore?"
But nothing. Not a single ssage. Not even a "?" or a passive-aggressive . Not even a sudden pop-up on QQ.
What the hell?
He even gave her ti. Ample ti. He’d unblocked her for exactly fifteen minutes last week just to test the waters.
Still nothing.
Since the last ti he saw her fighting capabilities at the internet cafe, both he and Gao Jing were full of doubts.
When they returned, Gao Jing had said, "Is it because your sister has been under too much pressure lately that she decided to learn so martial arts to vent her anger?"
Lu Mingxuan thought for a mont and felt that there was so truth to it.
His expression beca slightly prideful, "It’s probably because she was blacklisted by and felt frustrated, so she had to find a way to vent."
Thinking about it so more, he added, "Why did she feel the need to do this? If she ca to find , I might’ve taken her off the blacklist if I was in a good mood."
Although he said this on the surface, Lu Mingxuan was actually quite puzzled in his heart.
He glanced at Gao Jing, who looked as bored as usual. "Hey," he muttered. "You sure she’s not brain-damaged?"
Gao Jing shrugged. "If she is, she’s good at hiding it. Maybe she just grew up."
"Or she’s plotting sothing."
"Or maybe," Gao Jing deadpanned, "you’re just not that important."
Lu Mingxuan glared at him. "Say that again."
"Didn’t say anything."
Lu Mingxuan huffed and turned his eyes back to the girl with the textbook.
Since he saw her, Lu Mingxuan thought that it wouldn’t be long before she ca to him to ask why she was blacklisted.
Who knew—
He waited so long, but there wasn’t a single breath of her.
Strange.
It was really very strange.
He thought that it might be because Lu Qingyan hadn’t noticed him, so taking advantage of the ti before the proctor handed out the test papers, he paraded around in front of Lu Qingyan with a hand in his pocket. He swayed until he almost created wind, but unexpectedly, she didn’t even raise her head.
She didn’t look up.
She just shifted slightly to get better lighting.
What. The. Hell.
Lu Mingxuan lowered his hand. Is she ignoring on purpose?
He leaned closer, trying to peek at the book. Was she really reading? Or faking it?
Yup. Page was upside-down. No, wait. He was upside-down.
He took a step back and flopped into the seat behind her, brooding.
This was weird. This was really weird.
She continued to recite the Chinese book in her arms.
It can’t be she studied herself into a fool in Special Class, right?
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