Chapter 20: Breaking Up with Lu Chi

Su Yun Jiao did not miss the hint of happiness in Qin Xue's eyes.

Although Qin Xue quickly concealed this emotion, it was already too late.

Only saw Qin Xue pretentiously step forward and take Su Yun Jiao's hand, saying: "Jiao Jiao, we were just joking; it's normal for friends to lose their temper; you... you wouldn't really take it seriously, would you?"

"Yes, Su Yun Jiao, we were just joking earlier."

"Su Yun Jiao, there's no need to make such a big deal out of this!"

……

The other few boys, looking at Lu Chi's expression, also realized the seriousness of the matter.

However, they didn't take it too seriously.

After all, Su Yun Jiao has always been the one contributing more.

Even if Lu Chi were to break up with Su Yun Jiao, he wouldn't lose anything.

Break up then break up.

Lu Chi clenched his fists.

He just couldn't believe that Su Yun Jiao would really cut ties with him over Zhou Xian.

Upon hearing Lu Chi say that, Qin Xue could no longer suppress the joy in her eyes.

If Su Yun Jiao and Lu Chi really were to break up.

Then Lu Chi would have only her as a girl around him.

She also wouldn't have to worry about Su Yun Jiao being special to Lu Chi.

As she was leaving, Qin Xue specially walked up to Su Yun Jiao and said: "If you're doing this for our relationship, you really don't need to; Lu Chi and I are truly just ordinary friends."

Qin Xue wanted to establish a gentle and generous image among the boys.

The result was that she succeeded.

Indeed, the boys in the class said to Lu Chi during class: "Lu bro, I really think Qin Xue is pretty good."

"Isn't that right? She's good-looking, good at studies, good-natured—who knows how many times better than that gloomy Su Yun Jiao."

Lu Chi had never spoken.

He also thought Qin Xue was pretty good.

Not only does she care for him and bring him breakfast, but she also has a gentle temperament and occasionally gives him little surprises.

Compared to Qin Xue, Su Yun Jiao seems too ordinary.

"Lu Chi, where's your homework?"

In class, the teacher suddenly called Lu Chi's name.

Lu Chi's brows furrowed, and he instinctively looked toward Su Yun Jiao not far away.

Before, his homework was always submitted by Su Yun Jiao.

Could it be that for last Friday's homework, Su Yun Jiao actually didn't submit it for him?

"Lu Chi, I'm asking about your homework—what are you looking at other classmates for?"

The teacher's brows furrowed.

In the class, only Lu Chi has unstable grades, sometimes good, sometimes bad, and he also doesn't like listening to lectures.

If it weren't for Lu Chi's mother repeatedly coming to school, urging the school to tighten up on Lu Chi.

She also couldn't be bothered to manage Lu Chi.

Lu Chi flipped through his homework in hand and realized he simply couldn't find the test paper.

Under everyone's gaze, Lu Chi managed to utter two words, strained: "Didn't write."

That one sentence made the teacher break down.

"Didn't write? After searching for so long, you tell me you didn't write?"

"Not writing is not writing."

"Then where's your paper? Come on, write it now!"

Before, these things were always done by Su Yun Jiao; how would he know where the paper is?

Moreover, they're in senior year, and the papers are piled up as high as a mountain.

To find last Friday's homework among so many papers is utterly impossible for someone like Lu Chi who doesn't pay attention in class.

"This, Lu bro, is these few sheets."

A good buddy beside him helped Lu Chi pull the paper out of the messy stack of books.

Lu Chi lowered his head and saw there were a full six test papers.

And this is only for one subject.

The teacher, with a dark face, said: "Finish it and hand it in! Otherwise, you're not going home today."

……

Now it's senior year; every day feels like racing against time.

I really didn't expect that at this time there would still be students who don't do homework.

Lu Chi could only sit down.

The Chinese teacher is the strictest; if he can't finish this test paper.

Then he probably really can't think about going home today.

Looking at the test paper before him, Lu Chi inexplicably felt somewhat irritable.

I really don't know what there is to do with these test papers.

Lu Chi was writing the test paper; each question required him to pause for a minute.

Because he hadn't memorized many verses, including some allusions to classic stories, he also hadn't listened during class.

The boy beside him couldn't help but say, "This question is in the notebook; just take out your notes and copy them."

"Really?"

Lu Chi took out his notebook.

In the past, the notebook for Chinese class was always copied by Su Yun Jiao for him.

Su Yun Jiao's handwriting was neat and attractive, just like printed text, with quite a bit of flair.

Looking at it makes one feel refreshed and delighted.

Lu Chi quickly found the answer to the question.

But I never expected that in just a few months of senior year, the notes Su Yun Jiao took for him would be this much.

Moreover, the notes all have dates.

Every day they had to write about four or five pages of notes.

How on earth did Su Yun Jiao manage to write them?

Doesn't she sleep?

Lu Chi had only written one test paper, and his hand already felt sore.

What's more, Su Yun Jiao had to finish two people's homework every day.

"Lu Ge, there's still a lot more."

The person beside him then pulled out four chemistry, four physics, and six math papers.

Because it was the homework from last Friday, it amounted to three days' worth.

Looking at these papers, Lu Chi felt like he had two heads.

With so much homework, how on earth did Su Yun Jiao finish it all?

"There are also the weekly journal and essay, Lu Ge; I think you really can't leave school today."

The surrounding boys gave Lu Chi pitying looks.

Before, there was Su Yun Jiao.

But now Su Yun Jiao has washed her hands of it.

Lu Chi now has to do everything himself.

Su Yun Jiao sat in the front row, resting her chin on her hand, doing homework while sipping hot tea.

Perhaps Lu Chi himself hasn't even noticed.

Without her, he is nothing but a walking baby.

However, she's not doing much better either.

Su Yun Jiao looked at the unfamiliar problems; for the past two days she could still get by by guessing.

Now it's difficult.

Zhou Xian beside him asked, "These questions are all so basic; how can you not know any of them?"

Good question; in another seven or eight years, after another rebirth.

Normal people would have forgotten it all.

What kind of super‑memory brain could remember these questions for a lifetime?

Su Yun Jiao naturally couldn't say she had been reborn; she could only point to her own brain and say, "Didn't I accidentally knock my brain loose? The doctor said there might be temporary amnesia. Funny enough, it seems to have knocked out my knowledge area."

Su Yun Jiao spoke nonsense with a straight face.

Zhou Xian, however, was taken in: "How about going to the hospital at my place to get checked? Amnesia is serious."

"No need, it's not that troublesome."

Su Yun Jiao said, "By the way, class monitor, your hand is also bruised; let me put some medicine on it after class."

"No trouble, I can do it myself."

Hearing that, Su Yun Jiao deliberately sighed and said, "Ah, indeed, how could a woman like me give the class monitor medicine? I might just cause him trouble."