Quitting My Studies, ‘coz I Want to Date!

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When the doorbell rang, the nanny glanced at Fu Chuan who was sitting on the sofa and reading. Doubt in my mind: I don't know who will come at this time?

As soon as I opened the door, I saw a little girl with good looks. The babysitter asked in surprise: "Girl, who are you looking for?"

Yu Qingying smiled softly: "Hello Auntie, is Fu Chuan here?"

The nanny was stunned and said: "You are looking for the young master?"

Yu Qingying nodded: "I am Fu Chuan's classmate. I heard that he is sick. I will take a look on behalf of the classmates."

The nanny didn't doubt that he was there, and stepped back to let Yu Qingying in.

Fu Chuan flipped through the logic in his hand. Hearing the voice raised his head and frowned and looked at the visitor: "Mother Liu?"

After all it was the nanny who had been with Fu Chuan for several years, Liu Ma immediately heard the unhappy in Fu Chuan's tone and explained: "The little girl said that she was a classmate of the young master, so I let her in."

The peaceful and calm atmosphere lingering around Fu Chuan instantly changed. He stood up: "What's the matter with the monitor?"

Yu Qingying was stunned by Fu Chuan's indifferent attitude, and returned after a while. Asked with concern: "Fu Chuan didn't come to class today. The students in the class were very worried, so I asked me to take a look."

"I didn't tell you my address." Fu Chuan implied dissatisfaction. He felt that his privacy had been violated.

Yu Qingying's face turned pale, and she reluctantly said, "I am the monitor. I saw your home address before. It was not intentional. I was worried about Fu Chuan today, so I came to visit."

Uncle Li just came in from outside and saw a little girl standing alone at the door. I subconsciously wanted to ease the atmosphere: "This is Young Master's classmate, please sit down. Liu Ma, you go and make some snacks."

Fu Chuan glanced at Uncle Li, who had been with him since he was a child, and threw the book in his hand on the sofa, only to put away his indifference.

Because there was an extra person next to her, Yu Qingying's expression looked better. He smiled again: "The teacher sent out a few test papers today, and I will talk about it the day after tomorrow. That's why I wanted to bring the test papers to you while I was visiting. If I bother Fu Chuan, I apologize to you."

Saying that, Yu Qingying took out a few test papers from her schoolbag to prove that what she said was true.

Fu Chuan said politely, "Thank you".

"This is what I should do." Yu Qingying smiled sweetly.

At this time, Mother Liu had already brought out a plate of hot snacks. Because he is afraid that the young master will be hungry sometimes, after all, he is growing up, and there is always something hot in the apartment at any time.

Yu Qingying wasn't interested in dim sum, but wanted to get closer to Fu Chuan, and the dim sum in front of her did not move. It seems to think of something again: "The midterm exam results are out."

Fu Chuan then glanced at Yu Qingying again: "Who is the first?"

Yu Qingying breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Fu Chuan was an academic contest against Yao, and had nothing to do with him.

"You are the second." Yu Qingying said euphemistically.

Fu Chuan looked over in surprise: "She is number one?"

Yu Qingying put away a faint discomfort in her heart, smiled and said, "Well, the first one is Yao Yi from the next class."

It was just a moment of surprise. Fu Chuan put away his extra expression and said, "It's getting late. Uncle Li, you send the monitor back."

Yu Qingying is no longer forced to stay, and Xiuli's face is comforted: "I believe Student Fu Chuan will definitely pass the next door Yao Yi next time."

Fu Chuan was initially bored with his studies, so he took a leave of absence today, stayed in the apartment, and read books for a day. This news let him use it and raised some interest.

In fact, Fu Chuan doesn't always rank first in Beijing. Sometimes he does whatever he wants to do. It is often the case that a test paper is not completed. It's not that I can't do it, it's just that I don't want to do it.

I came to Yan City because I didn't want my parents to pay more attention to him. When Fu Chuan took the exam, he would finish the test papers, but he didn't care about the results, so he could save the steps.

If it was a misunderstanding before, then Fu Chuan really has a little thought now that he has won first place. Don't know what expression she will have?

Fu Chuan admitted that Yao Yi had that recklessness and impulsiveness. Make him look unpleasant.

And Yao Yi, who was sitting in the dormitory and doing his own math problems, had no idea that he had been spotted. She just looked up suddenly, feeling a chill behind her back.

Yao Yi looked around strangely. The door was closed and the window was closed tightly. There was no air leakage.

After thinking about it, Yao Yi took out a coat from the closet and put it on him, continuing to struggle with the problem.

After the results were posted this morning, more than half of the people in Class 2 gathered around the bulletin board and saw that the number one was Yao Yi. He burst into enthusiastic cheers and was even more excited than he got the first place.

The classmates in Class 1 have nothing to say. Yao Yi's grades are so beautiful, mathematics, physics and chemistry always get full marks, especially when the general difficulty is increasing this time, but Fu Chuan's total score is also closely behind her.

Han Jiaojiao stood by and analyzed: "Chinese is too difficult this time. The composition scores are not very high, and the previous topic is not simple."

Li Ge also nodded, their meaning was very clear.

Yao Yi's Chinese performance is no different from the last Chinese performance. The previous topic didn't bother her. How many points should be scored for the composition, and the total score is not improved or low.

"Fortunately, this exam is very difficult. Otherwise, whoever is the first one might really be in doubt." Zhao Qian looked fortunate. Although Fu Chuan's other subjects are not as perfect as Yao Yi's answer, his scores are also beyond the reach of others. Three of them were left behind and could be seen.

The expressions of the four people were fairly calm, and there was not much difference between the results and the last time, but Zhao Qian advanced more than a dozen.

Because Yao Yi got the first place, the whole second class was in a state of excitement during the afternoon class. The atmosphere in the next class was dull. Others said that Fu Chuan knew that he was not as good as Yao Yi in the exam, so he simply couldn't ask for leave today.

When Yao Yi learned about this, it was already 10 o'clock in the evening. Li Ge called her to ask her the question, and after the question, he said something smoothly.

"It should be sick." Yao Yi said uncertainly.

"I'm not very clear. When it comes to the people in the first class really don't talk about loyalty. How can they say that to their classmates." Li Ge was a little bit upset for Fu Chuan.

After chatting for a few words, the two hung up the phone. Yao Yi stared at the phone for a while, and finally decided to send a text message to the sick student Fu Chuan:

Fu Chuan was looking at the document passed by his father. The phone next to the computer suddenly vibrated. He subconsciously picked up the phone and looked at the text message.

The straightforward question above made Fu Chuan couldn't help but go back straight:

Yao Yi was taken aback by him, thinking that Fu Chuan really didn't come to class because he was not the number one.

Yao typed one by one and sent it over, earnestly reasoning with Fu Chuan who was skipping class.

Fu Chuan in the study turned off the computer and texted Yao Yi with his cell phone:

Student Fu Chuan is indeed a kind-hearted person. Yao looked at the text message and thought to himself that he hadn't gotten the first place in the exam, so he had already empathized with her feelings.

Yao Yi replied straightforwardly.

"..." Fu Chuan stared at him, and immediately gave Yao a look.

The two arguing naively on their mobile phones for half an hour, who was the first question, ended with the lights out in Yao's bedroom.

After putting down the phone, Fu Chuan couldn't help but stunned. Why did the topic become like this? After thinking about it, it was probably because Yao Yi was too mad.

When he went to school the next day, Fu Chuan did not deliberately avoid Yao Yi's class time. The two ran into each other outside the classroom, and as expected, Yao Yi first comforted Fu Chuan not to be discouraged, and then affirmed his next first position.

After the naive conversation last night, Fu Chuan has no longer cared about his original cold style. Refute Yao Yi's self-confidence and emphasize that he is the number one in the final exam.

The confrontation between the two outside the classroom door was seen by the people in Class 1 and Class 2, and everyone agreed that this was another signal of gunpowder smoke.

The two finally parted ways and walked into their respective classrooms.

I have to say that Yao Yi's answers can be used as a scoring standard, except for Chinese composition. When talking about the test papers, each subject teacher copied Yao Yi's test papers and let the classmates study after class.

In the last exam, he just took a casual glance when it was passed to Fu Chuan, but this time he looked at it seriously. The gray copy test paper still can't conceal Yao Yi's crooked handwriting, but the neat and clean answering steps make people feel comfortable.

This year there is no shortage of strong students who have entered the First Middle School. The teachers have negotiated and revised the standards repeatedly, so as to prevent these students from losing some points that should not be lost in the college entrance examination and to develop good habits.

Looking at Yao Yi's test paper, Fu Chuan felt perfect. Her way of answering the questions was logical, especially some of the reasoning questions were described one by one from cause to effect.

The Chinese teacher in the first class also copied Yao Yi’s Chinese test paper and circulated it, but said a few more words: "Yao Yi’s test paper in the next class, you can learn more about her answering skills before, but you don’t have to write a composition. I saw it, so I don't need to be swayed by her."

When Fu Chuan saw this copy of the Chinese language, the class had already laughed.

"From this picture, we can deeply see that the world of lines is not that simple. Geometry is beautiful. It constitutes a beautiful landscape in the world of mathematics..."

The first paragraph has already made Fu Chuan stunned. If I remember correctly, the composition this time is to look at pictures and write argumentative essays. There are indeed several geometric bodies above, or a multi-faceted geometric body.

In the whole composition, Yao Yi talked about the beauty of mathematics and the unfathomable world of mathematics.

From the first paragraph, he deviated from the meaning of the question. Fu Chuan was not surprised to see the 28 points on the test paper.

It’s just a pity that Yao Yi’s article praised mathematics is sincere, concise and very inspiring. If someone who loves mathematics reads it, maybe they will cry.

Yao took a big step, stretched out his hand and patted Fu Chuan on the shoulder.

Fu Chuan curled his eyebrows, his face unswervingly turned and looked at the incoming person.

"Come on!" Yao made a sincere gesture to Fu Chuan, and entered the second class by himself.

Fu Chuan turned his head and glanced at his shoulder, then looked at the second class opposite, thoughtfully.

Every day when Fu Chuan enters a shift, it always causes commotion. Although everyone studied harder than other classes, they were all immersed in homework for ten minutes between classes. But early in the morning, seeing Fu Chuan would still be shocked by his appearance and temperament.

Some people say that Fu Chuan only needs to put on another ancient costume, and he looks like a person walking out of the ink painting, with a pair of indifferent eyes revealing a dusty breath.

It just seems a little different today.

Like... watching a play?

Fu Chuan frowned and walked to his seat, watching many people who usually study frantically without raising their heads looking at him.

"Did you tell the truth about the class next door, Yao Yi yesterday?" a boy plucked up the courage to turn around and asked Fu Chuan.