Chapter 502
He Is Warmer Than Time
502 Preparing for an Egg Attack
Little nine smiled shyly. I found a tutoring job. The owner is quite generous. He knows that I can carve and even introduced me to a shop. The owner will occasionally accept the things I carve.
Song ran nodded. oh, by the way. Iâve never known what major youâre studying.
âThe Faculty of Civil Engineering and mathematics,â little nine replied seriously.
Song ran could not help but nod. thatâs good, thatâs good. Study hard. Your final exams are coming up. Are you coming home for the summer break? â
âIâll stay here and work. Iâll come home at the end of the summer vacation.â
âYes, sure.â
In the classroom, song ran packed her bag and stood together. As she stood, she realized that there was a huge difference in height between the two of them who were not much taller than her.
She sized up little nine and asked in confusion, â âYouâve grown taller?â
Little nine was a little happy. yes, Iâve grown a little. Iâm playing basketball with my roommates now. This sport is quite fun. Iâve never played it before in Xia city.
Song ran stroked her chin and looked at him. how old are you? â How can you grow taller?â
âSixteen.â
Song ran was so shocked that her jaw dropped. Only sixteen? How can you go to college at such a young age?â
âI skipped a grade, three times.â
Song ranâs mouth opened even wider. so, youâre a genius. Iâm sorry.
This little Jiu, who lived in such a poor and backward place like Shaan city, knew the value of studying. He had even chosen the Department of Civil Engineering, which showed that this young man was a person with foresight.
Little nine became even more shy and embarrassed. Song ran stopped teasing him and said goodbye to him, â âSchoolâs over, Iâm going home. Goodbye.â
âOkay, goodbye, big sister,â little nine replied obediently.
Song ran smiled. donât always call me âbig sisterâ. Just call me Xiao ran. Or you can call me sister ran.
Little nine was a little reserved,âRan yang, sister ran, Ran yang.â
Song ran carried her school bag and patted his shoulder. âYes, Iâm leaving.â
After song ran left, a few of little Jiuâs buddies from her dormitory came over and asked, â âSure, when did you get involved with our Fu Guangâs school beauty?â
Little nine was a little confused,âSchool Belle? Whatâs a School Belle?â
Children from the mountains really didnât know much about these gaudy things.
The boss of the dormitory put an arm around his shoulder and led him out. âThe school Belle is the prettiest girl in the school. Tell me honestly, how did you meet her?â
Little nine stared at song ranâs back and asked a question that angered both man and God, â âDoes sister ran look good?ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! The few older brothers in the dormitory almost spat out a mouthful of blood. They stared at him in disbelief. you poor child. Donât you have any sense of beauty? isnât song ran pretty? â
âI donât know. I only know that sheâs my benefactor.â Little nine chuckled and touched his ear.
Song ran was his benefactor. He wanted to spend the rest of his life to repay her.
Whether she was beautiful or not, it did not matter to him.
The weather was getting warmer. As song ran wanted to keep a low profile, she still wore pants every day. She was afraid that if she wore a dress, she would look too beautiful and end up being the school Belle.
No, I definitely donât want it. The title of the school Belle has brought me so much trouble.
Every time sun yi saw her, sheâd look down on her for wearing such loose-fitting sweatpants. âWhat a waste. Song ran, canât you just dress up? Look at what youâre like in school, where did you get these black glasses from? tsk, canât you just give me face?â
Song ran adjusted her glasses. looks are not important. I want to be a straight-A student.