Chapter 45: The Car Speed Is Too Fast

"Ah, it's too heavy; you move it."

"Smack."

Just as Xu Yuexin raised his hand and lightly slapped the perky butt in front of him, Chen Qiaoqiao turned her head and asked him for help.

In an instant, their eyes met, and Chen Qiaoqiao's youthful, beautiful face flushed visibly.

Xu Yuexin wanted to ease the situation, but his wording still needed a bit of brewing.

He couldn't just tell her that the previous slap felt good.

"What are you doing?"

Chen Qiaoqiao stood up, covering her face, and stammered in complaint, "All day long, you just cause trouble."

"There's no one else here."

Xu Yuexin gently stroked Chen Qiaoqiao's fragrant shoulder reassuringly, "Besides, we still have to get married later, which is far more embarrassing."

"Don't you dare say that."

Chen Qiaoqiao glared at him with a hint of irritation, "If you keep it up, I won't talk to you."

"Alright, I won't say it."

Xu Yuexin released Chen Qiaoqiao and said, "I'll go move the stuff."

After speaking, Xu Yuexin bent over, reached into the cabinet, and cheerfully pulled out two large burlap bags of notes.

What a strong grip.

Chen Qiaoqiao thought to herself upon seeing this.

Xu Yuexin, carrying the burlap bag, walked out of the bedroom, reached the doorway, set the bag down, and looked at Chen Qiaoqiao affectionately: "I'm going to be busy reviewing now."

"See you after the exam."

When Chen Qiaoqiao and Xu Yuexin's gazes met, the earlier displeasure from the slap vanished instantly.

"Wish you Top of the List."

Chen Qiaoqiao proactively grabbed Xu Yuexin's hand and said.

"Mm."

Xu Yuexin embraced Chen Qiaoqiao, kissed her forehead, then her small, plump cherry lips…

His large hands also grew increasingly bold, moving down from her waist, lifting her black midi skirt to enjoy her white silk legs, the actions becoming ever bolder.

"Mmm…"

Chen Qiaoqiao hummed, her usually clear eyes now showing a hint of haziness.

She originally intended to stop Xu Yuexin's increasingly excessive moves, but thinking of the upcoming period when they couldn't meet, she couldn't bring herself to refuse.

With Xu Yuexin's skillful handling, Chen Qiaoqiao finally, panting, fell into his arms, her cherry‑like mouth slightly open, her gaze now only bewildered.

At that moment, the door of another bedroom was pushed open.

Chen Yixue, having finished resting, sauntered out lazily and collided directly with the intimate Xu Yuexin and Chen Qiaoqiao.

Chen Qiaoqiao, back turned to Chen Yixue and unaware of being seen, found Xu Yuexin's gaze meeting hers.

Chen Yixue's face showed obvious shock, she quickly turned away, returned to the bedroom, and silently closed the door again.

He's really bold!

Chen Yixue, back at the dressing table, blushed and thought, she couldn't forget Xu Yuexin's actions toward her sister just now.

Outside the door, Xu Yuexin and Chen Qiaoqiao ended their intimacy; Chen Qiaoqiao lay weakly on his chest, her face red as a ripe apple.

"It sounded like a door opened just now."

Chen Qiaoqiao asked puzzledly, "There's clearly no one at home."

"You heard wrong, there's none." Xu Yuexin stroked Chen Qiaoqiao's black hair and gently reassured.

When Chen Qiaoqiao's breathing steadied, Xu Yuexin and she went downstairs, bought a rope at a nearby sales point, and tied the burlap bag to the back seat of the 28‑bar cart.

"If you don't have time to read, you can pick it up."

Chen Qiaoqiao instructed, "I circled the key points."

"There should be enough time."

Xu Yuexin reached out, patted Chen Qiaoqiao's head and said.

Get in the car, go home.

After arriving home, Xu Yuexin untied the burlap bag, pulled out notebooks of Chinese, politics, history, and human geography, and began to read them carefully.

Xu Yuexin realized that for all humanities and social science knowledge, answers change with the times.

His judgment was confirmed in Chen Qiaoqiao's politics notebook.

It is evident that in this era, College Entrance Exam politics answering style and grading standards differ greatly from later times, so one must not be careless.

The answers heavily quote great figures and contain extensive judgments on the situation.

Human geography shows similar trends. In this era, evaluating whether a place is suitable for industrial development mainly considers proximity to raw material and fuel sources, hardly any regard for port factors.

In fact, the day after the conference ended last year, Baoshan Steel had already begun construction in Wuhai City.

Soon it will prove, through output and performance, how crucial a deep‑sea port is for a massive factory in the outward‑oriented economy era.

Ideas sometimes lag behind practical development.

Of course, in the exam hall Xu Yuexin will still answer according to this era's knowledge standards, not inserting those forward‑looking ideas.

He's just here to score points.

…

The day to fill in volunteer choices arrived, and Xu Yuexin, in the Education Committee office, filled out the volunteer form issued by staff.

Besides the personal information section, the form is divided into three columns: national key universities, regular higher schools, and municipal colleges.

Each column has five rows, representing five choices. Xu Yuexin wrote Yanjing University Chinese Department in every row.

The listings for ordinary higher schools and municipal vocational colleges are just empty there.

When the staff took the application form from his hands, they showed a fresh expression, but didn't say anything.

Having filled out his choices and received his admission ticket, Xu Yuexin rode his bike home and continued his high‑intensity review.

At this point, the benefit of a good physique showed itself; even if he studied from six in the morning until midnight each day, Xu Yuexin remained full of energy, not a hint of fatigue.

Until the College Entrance Exam is over, he is a relentless learning machine!

The exam is scheduled for Saturday, the venue is Renmin University Affiliated Middle School in Zhongguancun, not far from Wudaokou.

The affiliated middle school's surroundings are desolate these days, truly just a village, a world apart from the heavily developed landscape of later times.

The six subjects—Chinese language, mathematics, foreign language, politics, history, geography—are split over three days. The first day tests Chinese and history, the second day mathematics and geography, the final day politics and foreign language.

Xu Yuexin finds this arrangement interesting: the first day is pure liberal arts, the second day's math is a science subject, geography also leans toward science, and the final day perhaps reminds examinees that learning English presupposes not forgetting the fundamentals.

On the night before the exam, Xu Yuexin went to sleep early and slept soundly.

Wu Yan, knowing he had the exam the next day, specially prepared a fried dough stick, two eggs, and bought several sesame balls in the morning, all smelling fragrant.

"Eat the fried dough stick and eggs, get 100 points; eat the sesame balls, a perfect ending."

Wu Yan spoke with confidence, and her line of reasoning left Xu Yuexin with no choice but to believe it.

After finishing the breakfast that bore his parents' expectations, Xu Yuexin took stock of his stationery, grabbed his admission ticket, and rode his bike to Zhongguancun.

1979 College Entrance Exam, I'm here.

(End of chapter)