Could he not do it? Or did he not want to?
The two of them entered the classroom in silence. Somehow, their relationship wasnât as close as they once were.
...
As soon as Song Yaoyao entered the classroom, she looked into a few sets of eyes that were as bright as lightbulbs.
âQuick, quick, quick, gifts!â
Tang Xinrou drummed on her desk with anticipation.
âYou guys...â
Song Yaoyaoâs gaze drifted from Tang Xinrou to Han Jun, and finally onto Shen Xun.
The boyâs hair was messy and he had a scar on his face as he lifted his head sleepily.
He looked straight...
...at her.
Song Yaoyaoâs eyes curved. âAre you guys this excited?
âOkay then...â
She walked over to her seat, sat down, and slowly opened her bag.
âWhat is it?
âFood?
âToys?
âIt wouldnât be a gaming console, right?â Tang Xinrou asked curiously as she stretched her neck. As she asked, she saw the item in Song Yaoyaoâs bag and her expression slowly froze. âYou...â
How heartless!
Song Yaoyao pulled out a few of the newest practice question textbooks from the collection, â5 years of college entrance exams, 3 years of practice examsâ.
She then handed them two textbooks each.
She patted her hand on the books and said sweetly, âLook! âI specifically bought these this morning. Itâs the same as the ones I have~ From now on, you can do practice questions with me after school!â
She had a smile on her face and a vigorous expression, but she was not forceful at all.
Clearly, she was being serious.
Thumpâ
Shen Xun dropped his head onto his desk, pretending to be dead.
Meanwhile, Tang Xinrou frowned. âYaoyao, can I refuse?â
âWhy?
âCome on!
âLetâs study together! Doing practice questions is the only way not to waste time.â
Han Junâs eyes turned dark and he quickly waved his hands. âDonât worry about me. I donât want any gift!
âI already have two textbooks here. You can just give them to Brother Xun and Tang Xinrou. One each. Perfect!â he sincerely suggested.
As a poor student, he simply wanted to eat, wait for his death, and be a small subordinate.
If he wanted to work hard, he would go to the first class!
âHuh?
âWhat did you say?â
Shen Xun smiled slightly as he turned his head. He was still lying on his desk as he stretched out his hand to pat Han Junâs head. âJunâer, can you repeat yourself?â
As he was still going through puberty, his voice was slightly raspy. Combined with his sleepy tone, he sounded extremely gentle.
But Han Jun still wanted to cry. âBrother Xun, just kill me!â
Heâd rather die than do practice questions!
âWhy would I do that?
âCome, let me give you my two books as well. Study hard and keep moving forward.â
Han Jun: â...â
Heâd rather die.
Song Yaoyao didnât understand. Was studying so hard?
She looked at the practice paper that she had already half completed. After thinking for a while, she suddenly understood.
âOh...is this because you guys donât know how to answer the questions?â
Shen Xunâs eyelids drooped. âYes, we are useless trash.â
Tang Xinrou who was forced to be called trash: â...â
Fine, as long as I donât have to do questions, I donât mind being trash.
âItâs fine. Taking the 300,000 into consideration, you guys must not go out after school from now on except to go to the toilet. I will tutor you seriously.â
The girlâs face was fair and tender, patting her chest as her eyes sparkled.
She was filled with passion.
Shen Xun: âIâm dead...â
Han Jun: âMe too...â
Tang Xinrou: âIââ
Song Yaoyao turned her head sadly and looked into Tang Xinrouâs eyes pitifully, âRourou...â
Seeing that she was sobbing and about to cry, Tang Xinrouâs mind was a blur as she quickly wrapped her arms around her and comforted her.
âOkay, okay, okay, Iâll study with you!
âDonât be sad, Precious~~â