novelden Chapter 147 Call Me That Night
Chapter 147 Call Me That Night
Many things may seem like just a matter of anger now, but for the people involved, they often consume a lot of more emotions.
Yan Ruo was a good student. When he heard the class bell ring, he subconsciously stood up to go back to the classroom. When he stood up, he saw that Shen Xi was not moving.
He scratched his brow in confusion. "The school bell has rung. Aren't you going back to class?"
After saying that, he realized it wasn't quite right, so he added, "You'll get points deducted for skipping class without a valid reason."
He spoke with such conviction, as if he were genuinely afraid of losing his credits.
During their student years, many students are controlled by credits, grades, and so on, and Shen Xi was no exception.
Shen Xi didn't want to go back, and she didn't know if Jiang Ci had gone back or not. In any case, she could guess that he was probably quite angry right now.
The three-minute preparatory bell rang.
Yan Ruo wished she could take off running.
Shen Xi dusted herself off and stood up. She decided to go back and check on things.
The two went their separate ways.
But this time, Shen Xi got Yan Ruo's phone number.
When Shen Xi returned to the classroom, the teacher had not yet arrived, so she entered through the back door as usual.
She looked up and saw that Jiang Ci had returned.
However, his fair face now looked as if it had absorbed black ink, frighteningly dark.
"Young Master, are you so angry?" Shen Xi sat down, rested her chin on her hand, and looked at him with a smile as beautiful as a flower, without a trace of gloom on her face.
Jiang Ci glanced at her, and after a long pause, he finally spoke, "She found you too."
This is a declarative sentence, and there's no doubt he guessed it.
Shen Xi sat up a little straighter, nodded, and sighed, "Teacher Jiang seems to be looking for an all-around warrior."
Jiang Ci gave a cold snort and did not reply.
Just as Shen Xi was about to say something, the teacher of this class came in and immediately handed out the weekly test papers, which was met with a chorus of groans from the students.
Jiang Ci sat up straight indifferently, his eyes fixed on the book in front of him. His mind was still replaying what had just happened.
In this matter, his fluent spoken English is probably only a small part of the story.
He even understood that his identity was the biggest factor in securing this spot.
That's also where he feels most powerless.
The test paper was handed to him, he glanced at it casually, and then closed his eyes.
A dazzling 149 points.
At the same time, Shen Xi also received her test paper, and unsurprisingly, she still got a perfect score.
The girl in front of me was wailing and complaining to her deskmate about how inhumane the test was. But when the person distributing the test papers handed her hers and the next paper appeared in front of her, she instantly deflated.
It really is true that the difference between people is just a matter of thinking.
She turned her head pitifully, "Shen Xi, can I borrow your test paper to take a look? My test paper is full of mistakes, like a tornado has swept through."
Shen Xi smiled gently, "What kind of metaphor is that?"
The student in front of me was heartbroken. These top students didn't understand at all. They filled their math work with crosses, but the results were all sad.
A cacophony of chatter erupted from below.
The math teacher roared, "You still have the nerve to talk after doing so poorly on the test? I'm ashamed for you! This test was so easy, how could you do so badly? You're the worst class I've ever taught."
"..."
The entire class fell silent.
The recipe looks so familiar.
Jiang Ci ignored all of that. He blinked and flipped through the test paper, and quietly moved slightly away from Shen Xi, his eyes revealing his embarrassment.
Just then, Shen Xi's test paper was taken away. She didn't notice Jiang Ci's strange behavior and, thinking that Jiang Ci didn't listen in class anyway, she took the test paper from his hand.
Jiang Ci was caught off guard when he was arrested.
His eyes were completely black, and the tips of his ears were red.
Shen Xi let out a surprised "Eh," a very soft, almost imperceptible sound that only Jiang Ci and Shen Xi themselves could hear.
Shen Xi was genuinely surprised. This was one of the few times that the young master's paper didn't get a perfect score. Given the difficulty of this exam, this shouldn't be the case.
She flipped it over to see why.
When she looked closely, she saw that the math teacher had written a line of bright red words after the last big question.
Don't take advantage of your intelligence to cut corners!
The three exclamation marks that followed were huge.
The warning is quite strong.
You wouldn't know unless you looked closely; it's so Jiang Cifeng-esque.
I wrote out the process for several challenging math problems, usually only including the formula and the answer. Only for a few proof problems did I write out the full process.
But if you say he's wrong, he really isn't wrong; the process is complete. But if you say he's right, the number of mathematical steps is ridiculously small.
No wonder the math teacher was so angry that he deducted a point from his score.
Shen Xi reached down and quietly poked Jiang Ci's leg.
Their eyes met.
Shen Xi's eyes were full of sarcasm.
Jiang Ci calmly looked away, but his neck turned red. He nonchalantly took back the test paper and wrote down the process with his face turned to the side.
Shen Xi turned her head away, amused.
Regarding the competition, since both Shen Xi and Jiang Ci expressed their desire to participate, the spot ultimately went to the perennial third-place finisher.
As for who that person was, Shen Xi didn't care.
Xiangtan Middle School only has holidays on Saturday afternoons and Sunday mornings.
On an ordinary Saturday afternoon, Shen Xi and Jiang Ci had planned to go to a private student art exhibition in Yunxiaxiang.
Shen Xi wanted to go, and Jiang Ci was best at accompanying her.
On Saturday morning at noon, the sun was blazing, and people felt like they were melting. Shen Xi was sitting in the weekly exam room writing her test paper, feeling sticky and uncomfortable all over.
In the old classroom, the dusty fan creaked and made a disturbing noise, and many students were frowning as they worked on their papers.
Shen Xi couldn't take it anymore; she was almost suffocating from the heat. She wrote quickly, and when she got to the essay, she didn't write her thoughts on the test paper as usual; instead, she flipped directly to the essay page and started writing.
The sound of scribbling as someone writes.
Shen Xi raised her hand to hand in her paper early. The proctor came down, took her paper, checked that nothing was missing, and then waved her hand to indicate that she could leave.
Shen Xi walked out of the examination room, clutching her pencil case, and quickly ran to a shady spot on the stairs, taking a few deep breaths of the cool air.
She patted her face, which was flushed from lack of oxygen, before she came to her senses.
Shen Xi figured that Jiang Ci probably wouldn't stay long in this extreme weather, so she decided to go and check on the agreed-upon location.
As she walked through the corridor, a student who was still taking an exam at the window next to her glanced at her hurriedly, his eyes filled with envy, before quickly lowering his head to write his essay again.
When Shen Xi arrived at the sycamore tree next to the playground, she saw Jiang Ci holding his phone, frowning as he sent a message to someone.
"Hey!" Shen Xi tiptoed and quietly patted the boy's left shoulder, but she quickly dodged to the right.
Jiang Ci smiled beautifully, and he turned his left cheek in a gesture of surprise, turning around as if in surprise.
He patted Shen Xi's head, naturally took the pencil case from her hand, and said with a hint of surprise, "So you were here."
Shen Xi didn't miss his helpless gaze; his laughter was almost drowning her.
Shen Xi patted her face; it was unusually hot today.
Wait until they get home.
After changing his shoes, Jiang Ci went to the bar and poured Shen Xi a glass of cold water, while pouring himself a glass of ice water.
He only spoke after Shen Xi sat down with her cup in hand.
“There’s something I’d like to discuss with you. Ms. Hua just called. The Jiang family ancestral hall was damaged some time ago, but the Jiang family quickly decided to buy land to expand. My dad and the Jiang family uncles discussed it and want to reopen the ancestral hall to worship their ancestors before relocating. But this might not happen quickly, as there are various ancestral worship ceremonies in between. I won’t be back for at least three days.”
"So I wanted to ask, can I take you with me?"
Shen Xi was rapidly swallowing cold water in an attempt to cool her body down quickly.
Upon hearing this, she looked into Jiang Ci's eyes and thought for a moment before asking, "Is the Jiang Clan Ancestral Hall in the capital?"
Jiang Ci glanced at her, pursed his lips, and shook his head. "It's not in the capital, it's in Yuan City. The Jiang family started out selling embroidery needles from a basket. But a while ago, a major earthquake struck Yuan City, and the ancestral hall was destroyed, so we advocated for its reconstruction."
Shen Xi nodded knowingly, then took a sip of cold water.
Since it's in Yuan City, not Beijing, and Yuan City is basically undergoing post-disaster reconstruction, the relocation of the Jiang Clan Ancestral Hall has nothing to do with her. When the time comes, Wu Yang and his group of people will all be members of the Jiang family, and it would be very awkward for her to go.
Besides, there's nothing she can do to help.
Shen Xi pressed the blanket against her cheek to cool her face before speaking, "You go ahead, I won't go. It would be awkward for me to go there, and I wouldn't be able to help much anyway. Besides, it's only for a few days, I can manage on my own."
Jiang Ci lowered his eyes, licked his dry lips, and then looked up. "I'm worried about you being here alone. You can come with me and stay in a hotel over there. There are lots of food streets there, so you won't be bored."
His words of pleading were weak and his explanations were feeble.
Shen Xi chuckled and put down her cup. She tapped the island counter lightly with her knuckles. "Although some time has passed since the major earthquake in Yuan City, the impact of that earthquake was considerable. It's impossible for the food street to recover so quickly after the disaster. Maintaining normal production order now is already considered fast."
She rested her chin on her hands, blinked her big eyes, and said, "Don't worry about me. I have much more experience living alone than you do. But if you're really worried, you can call me tonight, okay?"