âI...â Tang Xinrou held back her temptation to swear and told herself to be elegant and ladyâ
Ladylike my ass!
She gritted her teeth. âShen Xun, how dare you f*cken insult me!â
Shen Xun raised his hand. âBig Bro, she swore.â
His hand tilted sideways above his head and he pointed at Tang Xinrou.
As soon as Song Yaoyao glanced over, Tang Xinrou was frightened. âNo, I didnât. Shen Xunâs lying!â
âThen Shen Xun can add one more language test paper to todayâs homework. Your basics are not bad, but you are too careless. Do a few papers to consolidate it.â
Shen Xun: â???â
He was furious, but he still maintained a smile.
Tang Xinrou turned around and raised her eyebrows smugly at Shen Xun, assuming that Song Yaoyao didnât notice.
But Song Yaoyao added, âRourou, donât tease your classmate. You should add half a test paper too.â
Shen Xun immediately grinned.
He shoved his hands in his pockets and walked past Tang Xinrou smugly. âOh, what do you call this? Karma?â
Tang Xinrou didnât want to show any weakness. âIâm doing half a paper less than you.â
Shen Xun: âHa.â
Tang Xinrou: âHa, back at you.â
...
Those with talent and those without talent were quickly separated. The surprising thing was, the majority of people had some kind of talent.
Especially the girls. After Song Yaoyao questioned them, she discovered they had learned dancing in the past.
But when she thought about it, it made sense. They all had special backgrounds, so it was normal for them to take on a variety of classes.
It didnât matter if they were any good. At least, they knew the basics.
Song Yaoyao asked one row at a time before she finally reached Shen Xun and Han Jun.
âYou two...?â
âIâm just joining the crowd,â Shen Xun replied.
âMe too,â Han Jun smiled.
Song Yaoyaoâs smile was a lot sweeter than theirs. âOh, okay. Iâll give you one of the slots and you can perform a comic skit together then.â
Shen Xun and Han Jun: â???â
F*ck, they had slipped up!
They had forgotten that this girl always acted differently from expectation!
...
Meanwhile, at the hospital.
A bunch of people were packed inside a room.
Zhou Manli was ecstatic as she gripped Song Ruiâs hand tightly. âDid you see it, hubby? Chuanâs awake! I knew he was lucky and that brat wouldnâtââ
âEnough!â
Song Rui frowned. âCan you stop saying things like that? Have you forgotten whoâs been taking care of Chuan during this time? Let me tell you, stop being superstitious from now on! Do you think you havenât caused enough trouble?â
During this time, he worked like crazy to bring Song Corp back from danger.
Finally, he managed to hold on until his son woke up again.
How disappointed would he have been if he woke up and saw that his hard work had been flushed down the drain?
âHow do you feel? Are you uncomfortable anywhere? Are you dizzy? Take it easy and answer me slowly. Youâve been sleeping for a long time. It might take you a while to readjust.â
âBrother!â Song Jingwan breathed a sigh of relief. She covered her mouth and sobbed. âYouâre finally awake!â
The skinny man in the hospital gown slowly turned his head. His features were handsome, but he was slightly pale because of his ill state. As he looked at Song Jingwan, there was no reaction in his gaze.
âWho are you?â
Zhou Manliâs eyes darkened. âWhat did you say? Chuan! Look at me! Iâm your mother!â
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Song Wenchuanâs gaze sharpened like a blade that could slice through everything.
âChuan! Think about it carefully. Thereâs no rush...â Tears began to fall from Zhou Manliâs eyes.
Wei Yuanfan furrowed his brows. âMrs. Song, the patient just woke up. Please donât shake him too much!â After speaking, he looked at the cold man who was sitting on the bed. âDo you remember your own name?â he asked.
The man narrowed his eyes and said clearly, âSong Wenchuan.â