Chapter 85: , do you believe there are geniuses in this world? (Please subscribe!)

Around 9:50 PM.

Sun Man, Mai Sui, and Chen Lijun, the three girls who had gone to the Academic Affairs Office to check their scores, returned.

Sun Man stood at the doorway, raised her right wrist to glance at her digital watch, then looked at Li Heng, who was writing furiously, but in the end, she didn't have the heart to disturb him.

She said to Mai Sui and Chen Lijun, "The classroom lights will be turned off in at most 10 minutes; let's wait a little longer."

It was the monthly break anyway, and going anywhere was for relaxation, so Mai Sui and Chen Lijun naturally had no objections.

Chen Lijun, however, remarked with emotion, "Li Heng has made such fast progress this semester. I just calculated it, and his total score in this mock exam is actually the same as Mai Sui's.

The key is that this guy only spent 85 minutes on both Chinese and Math, and his scores were still that high; he's too amazing."

The results for this mock exam were already out, but the rankings hadn't been determined yet.

The three girls had just looked over the scores of the people in the front of the first exam hall. They discovered that Song Yu had the highest total score, a full 619 points. If she maintained this score, she could fill in any choice for Tsinghua or Peking University, and choose any liberal arts major she wanted.

Second place was Xiao Feng with 616 points. Although she was 3 points lower than Song Yu this round, she had also surpassed the previous years' cutoff lines for Tsinghua and Peking University.

Third place was a tie between Li Heng and Mai Sui, both with 609 points.

Fifth place was no surprise; it was Luo Zhijie with 607 points.

Sun Man agreed with this, and looking at Li Heng in the classroom, she said, "I think he's aiming for Song Yu; he wants to take the Peking University entrance exam with her."

Chen Lijun lowered her voice and asked, "Didn't they say Chen Zijin is also in the capital? Did he really break up with Chen Zijin?"

Sun Man and Mai Sui exchanged a glance and didn't answer. Although the two girls could guess a little bit, they weren't the parties involved, so they couldn't give accurate information.

And since Li Heng had such a good relationship with them, they naturally couldn't just gossip casually.

Mai Sui, who had been silent, said at this moment, "When I saw Song Yu and Li Heng's photos side by side on the honor roll just now, I suddenly had an illusion."

Sun Man asked, "What illusion?"

Mai Sui hesitated for a moment before saying it, "My intuition tells me that the two of them can make it; Song Yu will be moved by his infatuation one day."

Hearing this, Chen Lijun said, "Really? I'll go take another look under the honor roll in a bit."

Ten minutes passed in a flash, and the classroom lights were turned off right on time.

"Damn! I still have a paragraph I haven't memorized yet!" Zhang Zhiyong's angry roar came from the back of the classroom.

Li Heng had no reaction. With the help of the streetlights outside the window, he unhurriedly packed his manuscript into his schoolbag, put it on his back, and walked toward the classroom door.

After three hours of hard work, he had written nearly 2,800 words today, and he was very satisfied.

He would work a little more when he got back to the dormitory, and if he put in more effort tomorrow and the day after, maybe he could finish the ending of "The Master" on the first day after the break.

"I didn't notice you just now; I've kept you three waiting for a long time," Li Heng said apologetically.

"It's fine, it was only a few minutes anyway."

Sun Man waved her arm generously, and while locking the classroom door, she told him, "Li Heng, you scored 609 this time, the same as Mai Sui, third in the whole school."

He was very satisfied with this score. Li Heng said happily, "Really? Comrade Mai Sui, I've finally caught up to you."

Mai Sui gave a charming smile and nodded at him.

Chen Lijun tilted her head, "Did I hear that right? You want to chase Mai Sui?"

Li Heng didn't fall for it at all, "We're so close, are you deliberately trying to find fault?

Be careful, or I'll call Zou Ai, Liu Li, and that Liu Yejiang over and see how you face those three."

It was a well-known secret in Class 204 that these three guys had a crush on Chen Lijun. Chen Lijun's face turned bright red instantly, and she lowered her head and walked away.

*So bad at this yet loves to play, * Li Heng thought to himself.

Back in the dormitory, he didn't rest. After a simple wash, he found a stack of books to use as a low stool and lay on the edge of his bed to continue his struggle.

Zhang Zhiyong leaned over to take a look, "Aren't you reviewing your lessons? Writing a novel, if you're writing a novel, why don't you go to the English teacher's house to write it?"

Li Heng didn't even lift his head, "It's late at night; it's not appropriate for me to go to her house."

"What's inappropriate about it? I think that jerk Liu Yejiang, although he's a jerk, said one thing right: out of all the boys in the school, you're the only man who can conquer the English teacher. As long as you're willing, she won't object to you getting into her bed."

Zhang Zhiyong, who said this in a sleazy way, was both envious and seductive.

Li Heng took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to beat him up, "I'll only warn you once: stay away from me, or I'll beat you so hard your mother won't recognize you later."

"Bullshit! Don't think I really don't dare to fight back; I was just letting you win in the past." Zhang Zhiyong jumped up, cursing as he went back to reading his book, terrified of being beaten.

That night, Li Heng worked overtime for another 1,200 words before sleeping.

The lights were out, and he thought about using a flashlight to continue writing, but then he thought better of it; staying up late was bad for his health.

A night passed.

The next day, after gulping down a bowl of rice noodles for breakfast, Li Heng went straight to the Xinhua Bookstore with his dull-witted friend. He bought a dozen reference books in one go, costing several dozen yuan, which made his heart ache.

However, he couldn't leave these books in the classroom or the dormitory, so he had to knock on the English teacher's door again.

To his surprise, there was a guest at home.

Uh, it couldn't really be called a guest; that stylish woman was Wang Runwen's mother.

"Why are you buying so many books like this?" The English teacher flipped through them and found they weren't any famous works, so she was a bit curious.

With someone present, Li Heng didn't explain clearly, "They're definitely useful, Teacher. I'll be going now."

"Get lost, I didn't cook your meal at noon either." Wang Runwen sent him out the door without any courtesy.

Once the door closed, the stylish woman asked, "You're so familiar; his name is Li Heng, right? I've heard of him. Does he often come to find you?"

Wang Runwen raised an eyebrow, "He's my student."

The stylish woman thought for a moment and said, "It doesn't matter if he's a student; it's just that you're 10 years older than him, which is a bit troublesome."

It wasn't that she was meddlesome, but her daughter resisted marriage yet seemed very close to a boy, which made her feel as if she saw hope.

Wang Runwen was so angry that her chest heaved. She pointed at the door and said angrily, "You leave! You're not welcome here."

The stylish woman originally wanted to linger a while longer, but seeing that her daughter was genuinely furious, she had no choice but to leave dejectedly.

Before leaving, the stylish woman held onto the doorframe, unwilling to give up, "As long as it's sincere, being 10 years older doesn't matter. If you're afraid of gossip, just quit your job. Anyway, a teacher's salary isn't high, and Mom still has some savings..."

"Bang!"

With a loud crash, the door closed.

The stylish woman was pushed out in anger before she could finish her sentence.

*Sigh! * The stylish woman sighed with a face full of melancholy. *If this continues, oh dear, I'm afraid she's really going to end up alone. *

Inside the room, the furious English teacher sat on the sofa for a long time before calming down. Then, she habitually took out paper and pen to write a letter to her best friend thousands of miles away:

"Shuheng, it's been a month since we last spoke. How are you? Something incredible happened around me recently, but it's also a headache for me. I have nowhere to vent, so I can only come to you.

Do you believe there are geniuses in this world?

Someone under 18 has actually become a great writer and wrote a work like 'To Live'. If I hadn't witnessed his growth all the way, I wouldn't believe it even if I gouged my eyes out..."

Wang Runwen, who had been angered, wrote two full pages of letter paper before stopping.

After finishing, her mood finally returned to normal. After checking the content of the letter one last time, she picked up her pen and added one more sentence at the end: *I know you will keep it confidential for me, but I still have to solemnly urge you: keep my secret. This awesome writer wants to keep a low profile. *

Leaving the teacher's residential building, Li Heng ran outside to buy a blue umbrella before rushing back to the classroom.

No surprise, Song Yu, Mai Sui, and the others were already there, laughing and eating candy.

Li Heng had just sat down, and before his butt was even steady, Mai Sui had already grabbed a handful of White Rabbit creamy candies and put them on his desk.

Then she grabbed another handful of chocolates for him.

Li Heng asked in surprise, "There's actually chocolate? You're truly wealthy. The high-end stuff I've eaten since I grew up was all given by you."

A hint of charm flowed from Mai Sui's enchanting eyes, and she smiled and said, "It was a birthday gift someone gave my grandmother; I just grabbed it."

Dark chocolate didn't mean much to Li Heng, who had lived two lives, but for ordinary families in this era, it was definitely a sky-high luxury item that was hard to eat even once.

Sure enough, even Zhang Zhiyong, who spent money like water, held it in his hand and played with it for a long time when Li Heng shared half with him.

Unfortunately, the dull-witted friend seemed to know that the girls didn't like his foul language, so he usually went to the back automatically after entering the classroom and didn't come to join the fun.

When Mai Sui and the girls went to the restroom, Li Heng handed the newly bought blue umbrella to Song Yu, along with a note.

On it, it was written blatantly: *I like your umbrella, so I kept it for myself. I bought a new one to compensate you. *

These words were simple, and there weren't many of them, but the content contained layers upon layers of deep meaning.

Song Yu stared quietly into his eyes. Those pitch-black pupils were like black holes, as if they wanted to suck his soul in and grind it to pieces. In the end, she still calmly accepted the new umbrella.

Li Heng was creeped out by the look, as if his little thoughts had been seen through.

Actually, he did this on purpose; it was to leave tokens for each other so that when it rained in the future, she would think of him.

Since he couldn't catch up to her with a fierce pursuit for the time being, he would focus on being like "spring rain moistening things silently," making himself omnipresent in her life.

The three-day monthly break passed in the blink of an eye. Li Heng hardly rested, sticking to "The Master" from morning till night.

Effort brings rewards; he had now written nearly 39,000 words, and barring any accidents, he would be able to finish it tomorrow morning.

However, there was a price to pay. Writing by filling in the grids was the most damaging to the fingers; the fingers he used to hold the pen were now aching faintly.

Song Yu noticed it and wrote a note asking: *New novel? *

Li Heng replied: *Yeah. *

Song Yu hesitated for two seconds and wrote: *Can I take a look? *

Li Heng replied: *You can, but this is a humorous and satirical novel, and I'm afraid you won't be used to it for a while. *

Hearing this, Song Yu indeed didn't mention it again.

On the afternoon of the day they returned from the break, the report card for the first mock exam was out and posted on the honor wall.

Li Heng cared about Xiao Han's grades, so he specifically ran over to take a look; she was 6th in the whole school, which was okay.

But there was probably no hope for Tsinghua or Peking University.

Actually, he both hoped and didn't hope for this girl to get into Tsinghua or Peking University; it was very contradictory.

If she went to Tsinghua or Peking University, he wouldn't have to struggle with whether to choose Song Yu or Xiao Han when filling out his application, right? Anyway, everyone was in the same city, right?

And not going to Tsinghua or Peking University had its benefits. Old Master Chen was in a high position with great power, and Chen Gaoyuan's position wasn't low either. With the Chen family watching from the sidelines, his actions were easily restricted.

Of course, besides the Chen family, there were some other unspeakable reasons, and he also had his reservations.

Yang Yingwen was still the immovable first in science. *Sigh! * It was annoying to look at; he had no hope of surpassing her in this life.

After looking at the science results, he shifted his gaze to liberal arts.

Sun Man was 7th, Liu Li was 8th.

Chen Lijun was 11th, having dropped several places.

Zou Ai and Li Tuanming didn't take two subjects, so their scores were at the very bottom.

The dull-witted friend had improved slightly, 213th in the whole school, climbing from second to last in Class 204 to third to last.

To some surprise, that guy Liu Yejiang had fallen out of the top 20 in the school.

His fellow townsman Yangcheng's wish to enter the top 100 in the school still hadn't been realized; he was ranked 114th.

Speak of the devil, Yangcheng cared most about his grades and was the first to run over.

After looking, he was disappointed for a moment, but in the next second, he said confidently to Li Heng:

"Li Heng, I'll definitely be in the top 100 in the second mock exam. I found a shortcut to learning these past two days; questions I couldn't understand before, I understand at a glance now."

Zhang Zhiyong couldn't listen anymore and said sarcastically, "Can you stop bragging? You brag every time, and every time you get slapped in the face. I'm embarrassed for you."

Seeing many people watching nearby, Yangcheng couldn't save face, "You wouldn't understand even if I told you. You, someone outside the top 200, don't understand the mysteries of us top 100 people. As long as I have a sudden enlightenment..."

"Pah! Enlightenment your..." Being pointed out by name as being outside the top 200, Zhang Zhiyong almost jumped to the sky.

Seeing that they were about to swear in public, Li Heng had to take action and stop these two funny guys in time.

But the momentum couldn't be lost. Yangcheng shook his chubby body, "Zhang Zhiyong, I'll definitely be 150 places higher than you next time."

Zhang Zhiyong raised his butt and patted it, then patted it again, which made Yangcheng turn the color of a pig's liver in anger.

"You! You! This is an insult to decency! I disdain to associate with you." These were Yangcheng's words before being angered away. He even shook his head specifically, and his arrogant look was exactly like a scholar in ancient times.

It amused everyone around who had come to see the grades.

When class ended after the second period in the evening, Yang Yingwen came to the class to find Li Heng.

Together with her was the inseparable Xiao Han.

Speaking of which, in three years of high school, this was the first time Xiao Han had come to Class 204.

In the past, hindered by Chen Zijin, let alone Class 204, she hadn't even stepped into this teaching building; that was how much ambition she had.

Seeing Xiao Han appear at Li Heng's seat, Class 204, which had just been extremely lively, instantly became as silent as if it had been muted. Whether boys or girls, their gazes wandered between Xiao Han and Song Yu.

Over the past few years, everyone had heard the joke about the "two peerless beauties," but unfortunately, the two girls had almost never met.

Song Yu and Xiao Han, who was prettier? It had always been a hot topic of discussion for everyone after tea and dinner, and it had never faded.

And now the two girls were finally standing together. Well, there was still a Li Heng in the middle.

However, at a time like this, who cared about Li Heng? He was directly ignored!

"Li Heng, this is the food your mom asked me to bring you." Yang Yingwen took several bottles and jars out of her schoolbag.

Most of them were pickled vegetables, there was also a jar of small fish, and the last jar was garlic sprouts with bacon.

Then, the old rag secretly stuffed 7 yuan into Li Heng's hand; this was his living expense for a month.

Although Xiao Han chatted with Li Heng occasionally, her peripheral vision was always on Song Yu.

At this moment, she was calm as water on the surface, but she was extremely depressed inside. She wished she could borrow the Wang Mu Niangniang's hairpin to separate the two people at the desk and draw a Milky Way between them.

After learning Xiao Han's story from Chen Zijin, Song Yu couldn't help but glance at the other person.

Unexpectedly, with just this glance, the two girls' gazes met inadvertently.

"Hello." Xiao Han gave her a sweet smile.

Song Yu nodded lightly, which counted as a polite reply to the other party.

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