Su Yang silently guarded Ye Ruoxi, and she couldn't refuse.
Even, perhaps Ye Ruoxi herself didn't realize that Su Yang's protection had become the warmth she desired in her cold world.
Ye Ruoxi could only quietly accept it but never responded.
She devoted all her energy to her studies.
High school knowledge was deeper and broader than that of junior high school.
But for her, she was like a dry sponge encountering water.
She greedily absorbed everything.
The library of Anhe No. 1 Middle School became the place she visited most often.
Every weekend, she would stay there all day.
So did Su Yang.
The library was very quiet.
There were only the "rustling" sounds of turning pages and the sound of the pen tip gliding across the paper.
They always sat in their own positions, separated by several rows of bookshelves.
They didn't disturb each other.
Yet, they could clearly sense each other's presence.
It was a very wonderful feeling.
Like two planets orbiting in their own paths.
Lonely but echoing each other from afar.
Once, Su Yang was stumped by a physics competition question.
He stared at the question for more than an hour.
The draft paper was filled with various force analysis diagrams, but he still couldn't find a breakthrough.
He nervously ran his fingers through his hair.
He looked up, and his eyes uncontrollably drifted to the diagonally opposite side.
Ye Ruoxi was sitting by the window, quietly reading a book.
The afternoon sun shone through the glass window and cast a fluffy, golden halo on her.
Her side face was fair and thin.
Her long eyelashes were like two small fans.
She was as quiet as a painting.
Su Yang's heart suddenly skipped a few beats.
He hesitated for a long time.
Finally, he picked up the exercise book and a draft paper and walked over.
He stood in front of her table, and his tall figure blocked a patch of sunlight.
Ye Ruoxi looked up, and there was a flash of surprise in her eyes.
"I can't solve this question..."
Su Yang pushed the exercise book in front of her.
The boy's voice was a bit hoarse.
His face was a little red.
Ye Ruoxi's eyes fell on the question.
She only looked at it for a few seconds.
She frowned slightly.
Then, she picked up the pen on the table.
She didn't say a word.
She just started calculating on the draft paper Su Yang had handed over.
Her fingers were very slender and white.
Her nails were neatly trimmed.
But there were some thin calluses on her knuckles from years of work.
The pen tip danced quickly on the paper.
It wrote down a series of physics formulas that Su Yang had never seen before, which were simpler and more advanced.
She didn't write the complete problem - solving steps.
She only pointed out a few core conversion ideas at the most crucial points.
Then, she drew a completely different new model diagram.
The whole process took less than five minutes.
After finishing writing, she put the pen back in place.
She pushed the draft paper towards Su Yang.
Then, she continued to lower her head and read her own book.
As if nothing had happened just now.
Su Yang picked up the draft paper and stared blankly at it.
The few simple formulas and the model diagram on the paper were like a key.
Instantly, they unlocked all the blocked knots in his mind.
So... it could be done like this.
So, it could also be thought about from this angle.
He suddenly saw the light.
He looked up at the girl in front of him again.
What welled up in his heart was no longer just the hazy admiration of a teenager.
There was also a kind of admiration that was almost like looking up to someone.
He knew that she was different from him.
Her thinking and her talent were at a height that he could hardly reach.
"Thank you," he said softly.
Ye Ruoxi's hand that was turning the page paused for a moment.
But she didn't look up or respond.
The results of the first mock exam came out.
A huge red honor roll was posted in the most prominent position of the teaching building.
Everyone gathered there, looking for their own names.
The two names at the top were no surprise.
First place: Ye Ruoxi.
Second place: Su Yang.
Only this time, the score gap between them was even greater.
It changed from fifty points to sixty points.
Su Yang looked at the two names and the gap between them, which seemed to be getting wider and wider.
He wasn't disappointed.
He just felt that she was flying higher and higher.
And he had to work harder so as not to be left too far behind by her.
This report card was a pass to the future for Ye Ruoxi.
But for Zhang Cuilan, it was a life - threatening battle letter.
That noon, Zhang Cuilan came out of the mahjong parlor.
She had lost again.
She had originally won enough money for a week's street - stall business.
But then she gradually lost it all!
Zhang Cuilan was in an extremely bad mood.
When passing by the entrance of Anhe No. 1 Middle School, she saw the red honor roll.
She also saw the three characters "Ye Ruoxi".
They were placed in the highest and most prominent position.
Around it, there were all the envious and admiring voices of students and parents.
"It's Ye Ruoxi who got the first place again! This kid is amazing!"
"Yes, I heard that she almost got full marks in every subject."
"Whoever has such a child would wake up smiling in their dreams."
These words were like red - hot needles stabbing into Zhang Cuilan's ears.
Wake up smiling in dreams?
She only felt a fire "surging" up in her chest.
She simply equated Ye Ruoxi getting the first place with her own losing money.
It was all this dead girl's fault, studying all day long!
If she hadn't refused to help her more at the night market, would she have been too lazy to set up the stall?
Would she have been so idle as to go play mahjong and lose money?
All about studying, all about losing!
All the mistakes were Ye Ruoxi's fault!
Like an enraged lioness, she rushed into the school.
The security guard tried to stop her, but she pushed him away.
During the lunch break, the campus was full of students everywhere.
Zhang Cuilan spotted Ye Ruoxi right away after she finished getting her meal in the cafeteria.
"Ye Ruoxi!"
Zhang Cuilan let out a roar, like a thunderclap out of the blue.
Everyone's eyes turned to them in unison.
Ye Ruoxi's steps froze.
She looked at the woman who was rushing towards her like a madman.
The color drained from her face.
"You bad - luck star! Good - for - nothing!"
Zhang Cuilan rushed in front of her and knocked the soup bowl out of her hand.
There was a "clank" sound.
The metal plate fell to the ground.
The clear soup splashed on Ye Ruoxi's trouser legs.
"I'll let you study!!!"
Zhang Cuilan pointed at Ye Ruoxi's nose and cursed.
Her voice was sharp and harsh.
She threw out all the dirtiest and most vicious words.
"Can your first - place ranking earn me a single cent? You spend all your time on these useless things. Who will do the housework? Who will set up the stall?"
"I've worked so hard to raise you up. Is this how you repay me? Huh?"
"You ungrateful wretch! I should have thrown you away back then!"
Ye Ruoxi stood there, motionless.
Around her, there were crowds of students watching the show.
They were pointing and whispering.
One by one, their gazes were like knives, falling on her.
She felt like she had been stripped naked and thrown in the middle of the square.
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
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u serious?" Chen Feng watched helplessly as his painstakingly trained disciple, fresh off a championship victory, publicly abandoned him. "You had your chance, but you didn’t appreciate it. Now, face the consequences of your choice!" Chen Feng possessed the "Master System," a treasure trove of supreme martial arts techniques, capable of molding ordinary individuals into peerless prodigies. "Legs like yours? A shame not to train in the Crippling Kick." "Ever heard of a palm strike that descends from the heavens?" "Auntie! I see extraordinary bone structure in you—a martial arts prodigy, one in ten thousand." The once-defiant senior disciple, now watching her juniors rise to fame one after another, dominating the internet, was consumed by endless regret.
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
