Jiujiu didn't know when Li Anran came back today. She didn't know if it was because she woke up last night.
When she woke up, the honey water and the millet porridge in the rice cooker had been eaten by Li Anran, and the kettle was half empty.
Jiujiu went to Li Anran's bedside.
Li Anran was now thirty-three years old, but the years didn't seem to leave too many traces on her face. Except for the dark eyes because of staying up late, Li Anran was still as beautiful as a flower.
Thinking about it, if it weren't for Zhang Anqi's existence, even if he had a butt full of debt, Li Anran would still be able to live a carefree life with his face alone. However, because of Zhang Anqi, Li Anran became like all parents. No matter how hard he suffered, he wanted Zhang Anqi to live well.
Therefore, no matter what Li Anran's job was, no matter what she did, Jiujiu was willing to work hard to take care of Li Anran because of her love for her daughter.
It was almost three o 'clock when Li Anran got off work. Jiujiu looked at Li Anran for a while, washed up quietly, and cooked a porridge for Li Anran with the rice cooker before going to school.
Like yesterday, as soon as Jiujiu stepped into the classroom, the bell rang.
After seeing Jiujiu enter the classroom on time like yesterday, the head teacher, who didn't like Jiujiu, became more and more disgusted with Jiujiu. Moreover, she was not in a good mood yesterday, so she directly used Jiujiu as a punching bag.
Because there was no need to do morning exercises today, the homeroom teacher, who usually left immediately after the morning reading session, continued to stand on the podium for the first time. She looked at Jiujiu and said, "The mid-term exams are coming soon. In the past six months, except for some people, most of the students in our class have made progress and are very sensible. They know that if you don't improve, you will fall behind. Every day, they come to school on time."
At this point, the homeroom teacher paused for a moment before continuing, "But some people are an exception. Their grades are getting worse and worse, and they don't know how to work hard. Even if their grades are getting worse, they still go to school on time every day. They are really shameless. I hope that the students in our class don't learn from her. Otherwise, sooner or later, they will regret it."
The homeroom teacher didn't mention any names, but her words hinted at Jiujiu's nose and said, "I'm talking about you, you shameless person."
Jiujiu raised her head and looked at the homeroom teacher's ugly face due to her harsh words. She sneered and lowered her eyes to continue reading.
She was just a student now. Even if she scolded the homeroom teacher in a moment of anger, she would still be the one who suffered in the end.
Moreover, quarreling with the homeroom teacher was obviously not a wise move. In the end, the person who would apologize would definitely be Li Anran.
Li Anran had suffered a lot for her. Jiujiu didn't want Li Anran to see the homeroom teacher roll her eyes because of her. If possible, Jiujiu was willing to give Li Anran the best she could.
But now she was just a first year student. She didn't have any funds and had to rely on Li Anran to support her. It was impossible for her to give Li Anran the best.
Jiujiu sighed and continued to bury her head in her book.
Soon, it was time for the mid-term exams.
Originally, one student had one table, but because of the tight schedule this year, the situation now was that the first year students were sitting next to the second year students.
And because the exam time was tight, there was no need to worry about the second year students telling the first year students the answers. Moreover, there were at least two invigilators in a classroom. Even if the second year students wanted to say something, they had to consider the presence of these invigilators.
On the day of the exam, Jiujiu quickly found her seat according to the exam number and sat down.
Jiujiu had already memorized the middle school curriculum. Therefore, Jiujiu wasn't worried about the curriculum at all. Instead, she was thinking about who would be sitting next to her.
However, until the exam started, the person next to Jiujiu didn't come.
When Jiujiu finished writing the paper, the person next to her finally came. Seeing that Shen Xingyu's wound had healed and his face was exceptionally handsome, Jiujiu was stunned.
Shen Xingyu, who had only come to take the exam because of his parents' urging, saw Jiujiu sitting next to him and his eyes instantly lit up.
Shen Xingyu casually wrote down his name on the paper and turned his head to look at Jiujiu as he whispered, "Hey, do you still remember me?"
Jiujiu turned her head to look at Shen Xingyu's eyes. Shen Xingyu's eyes lit up when he saw her and she nodded her head slightly.
No matter how long it had been, she would still remember this unbelievably beautiful person who had been beaten to such a state.
However, she didn't expect to run into Shen Xingyu during the exam. Moreover, there was only half an hour left before the exam was due. However, Shen Xingyu simply propped his chin up with one hand and looked at her without any intention of writing.
After being stared at by Shen Xingyu like an idiot for half a day, no one could remain unmoved.
Jiujiu turned her head and looked at Shen Xingyu who was staring at her. She pursed her lips and said, "Why aren't you writing the paper?"
"Since I don't know how to do it, why should I write about him?" Shen Xingyu casually tossed the pen in his hand to the side. As he spoke, he glanced at Jiujiu's densely packed paper and sighed in surprise, "I didn't expect you to be so good at your studies."
When Shen Xingyu said this, the expression on his face was particularly surprised. Jiujiu couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth.
"How do you know I'm good at my studies?"
Shen Xingyu looked at Jiujiu's confused expression and said confidently, "You've already finished writing, so your results must be good. Look at me. I didn't even know how to write, so I left it blank."
Jiujiu was amused by Shen Xingyu's confident tone.
She really wanted to tell Shen Xingyu that other than people who didn't know how to write and handed in blank papers, there was also a type of person who obviously didn't know how to write, but insisted on writing.
Jiujiu pursed her lips and looked at Shen Xingyu's beautiful face. Then, she glanced at the paper that was even paler than Shen Xingyu's face. The corners of her mouth twitched again. After thinking for a moment, she pulled Shen Xingyu's paper over and picked up her pen to write.
When Shen Xingyu saw that Jiujiu had actually finished the difficult math paper in less than 10 minutes, his face was filled with shock.
Shen Xingyu looked at Jiujiu's paper and sighed again, "You really are a top student."
Not long after Jiujiu finished Shen Xingyu's paper, the bell rang.
After Jiujiu put away her pen, she turned around and walked out.
Shen Xingyu was just about to hand in her paper when she saw Jiujiu leave. She didn't even take her things. She hurriedly followed behind Jiujiu and said, "Zhang Anqi, let me treat you to a meal."
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