Volume 2: Young Miracle Chapter 99: Letter from Wen Ge

  Tears streaming down her face, Wen Jing was busy arranging her stationery and other essential items for the exam: steel ruler, pencil case, eraser, sharpener, protractor, set square, etc. - not one could be missing. Ren Yi burst in, out of breath, lowering his voice to say excitedly: "I finally found out who's sitting next to me - it's Ji Xiaoling from Class 4!"

  Ji Xiaoling is the top scorer in Qingzhou's middle school entrance examination, and her reputation is huge at Qing No. 1 Middle School. Some time ago, Wen Chen often heard people discussing that even if Ji Xiaoling had good grades before, she might not necessarily do well in the future. They said that girls are fierce in junior high school but definitely can't surpass boys in senior high school. Wen Chen just smiled and didn't respond, but he knew this girl very well, having heard of her since his past life. In the near future, they will find out what kind of monstrous existence Ji Xiaoling is, like an insurmountable mountain blocking everyone's path.

  In the third year of high school, Xiaoling Ji dominated every major and minor exam, always ranking first without a doubt. The most legendary time was during the first big practice test in her senior year, when she had a fever of 38.7 degrees Celsius. Cheng Haijun from Class 19 thought to himself that he would finally be able to shake off his reputation as "eternal runner-up". But on the day of the exam, Xiaoling Ji showed up at the testing site with an IV drip, and except for the language test which took a bit longer, she finished all the other tests within an hour. When the results came out, Cheng Haijun was still in second place. It's said that he got drunk on baijiu that night and cried loudly in his dorm room, saying he wanted to transfer schools.

  Wen Ze intentionally teased him, sneering: "Ji Xiao, Ling's grades are very good, but unfortunately her temper is not that great. You think it's easy to peep at her?"

  Ren Yi looked up at the sky and laughed loudly three times, saying: "Xiao Ling's best friend is my younger aunt's sister-in-law's niece, I've already gotten in touch with her through her!"

  Wen Han hesitated for a long time before saying, "Brother Ren, why don't we make an exchange?"

  At half past eight, Wen Ze got up to prepare for the fifth class. Ren Yi waved his hand and sang loudly: "The wind is blowing gently, the Yi River is cold, Wen Ze has gone, and the eggs are zero."

  Wen Qian made a gesture of kicking, and Ren Yi cupped his hands and smiled: "Comrades, take care, let's eat together after the exam."

  Wen Qian walked out of the door with a smile, and when she saw Ren Yi's jade-like face in front of her, she felt full of expectation for her deskmate. She didn't have to be like Ji Xiaoling, who was abnormal, and Cheng Haijun could make do too. When she arrived at Class 5 and sat down at seat number 19. This seat was located on the third row on the left side near the wall, and the person next to her hadn't arrived yet. Wen Qian arranged her stationery neatly and was suddenly attracted by a line of large characters on the desk: "In the next life, still be a Class 5 student!" The pen force was strong and powerful, with rich emotions overflowing from the tip of the pen, and it was actually a rare good handwriting. Just as she was admiring the hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the middle school, a familiar voice sounded beside her ear: "Ah?"

  Wen Cheng raised his head and met the newcomer's gaze. Three seconds later, both of them exclaimed in unison: "My grass!"

  "Weren't you absent from school just yesterday? Is Old Classmate intentionally messing with me? Forget it, this exam is hopeless!" Liu Zhi sat down with a look of having stepped on dog poop, unwilling and unenthusiastic.

  I'm so furious I feel like hitting him. You're not satisfied with me, but I'm also not satisfied with you! "Today when I went out, I should have checked the almanac. Running into you has directly lowered my mood from first place to last!"

  Having finished complaining, Liu Zhihe sighed with a bitter smile: "This is too coincidental, I was planning to refer to the same table for several questions."

  "Each other!"

  The two of them burst out laughing, and Wen Ze asked, "You took a leave of absence yesterday? I was wondering why you were so calm and didn't come to find me to celebrate." On Saturday night, Zhou Fan had spilled the beans, and by Sunday, Liu Zhihe already knew what had happened. But on Monday, Wen Ze waited for a whole day without seeing him. It turned out he had taken a leave of absence.

  "Ugh, never mind. My grandfather's birthday is coming up and I'm super busy. I went to a banquet yesterday, otherwise I would have come to ask you for details earlier. Hurry up and tell me, it's not clear over the phone, and I don't dare ask my dad."

  Wen Ze roughly said a few words, he knew what Liu Zhi was concerned about, and mentioned only a small part of Xie Yan's words. He mainly talked about how to slap Bai Huan's ears, and Liu Zhi listened with great comfort, wishing that he could have been there at the time to vent his anger properly.

  "Just knowing this is enough for us, don't talk nonsense. I've already vented my anger, and White Huang still has use for me. Don't go provoke him again."

  Liu Zhihe nodded, not asking Wen Qian what he was going to do. Nor did he care how the matter of Bai Huan would be settled in the end. After all, Bai Changqian was a vice mayor, and it was already good enough that things could be settled like this. However, his admiration for Wen Qian deepened once again in his heart.

  The exam started, Liu Zhihe glanced around randomly, hoping to copy one or two questions, but didn't even glance at Wen Qian. After finally finishing the multiple-choice and comprehension questions, when it was time to write the essay, Wen Qian threw down his pen and fell asleep on the desk. Liu Zhihe looked at him with disdain, thinking that he couldn't even be bothered to fake it, and that his mental quality was too poor.

  With a sense of responsibility to save the failing student, Liu Zhihe pulled over Wen Qian's paper and prepared to help him fill in the multiple-choice questions according to his own answers. Who knows how many points he could get by cheating? But when he took a look, he was shocked. Wen Qian's paper had been completed, with the essay written densely.

  Come on, Ji Xiaoling isn't this fast either?

  Liu Zhihe glanced at the multiple-choice questions. The scores of the two people were similar, with only a few points difference. He couldn't help but feel contemptuous and wanted to correct Wen Qian's wrong answers by force. Fortunately, Uncle Wen had been paying attention to his every move, and he was so scared that he almost broke out in cold sweat. He quickly grabbed the test paper and glared at him.

  Liu Zhihe felt wronged, good intentions were not rewarded, and he didn't care anymore. Wen Qian, like a child who had been scolded, wrote on the draft paper: "Copy mine!"

  Liu Zhi and ignored him, but immediately got kicked by Wen Chen. In pain, he wrote: Are you done yet, big brother?

  Wen Qianglang, Heng Yisheng, Na Di wrote six characters, Liu Zhihe was immediately defeated, and Ma Shang copied them according to the original.

  Congratulations, Wen Ge, you passed!

  So domineering!

  At noon, when they were having lunch together, Wen Qian asked: "Brother Ren, is it true that your younger aunt's younger sister's niece's good friend, the legendary Ji Xiaoling, had you copy her homework?"

  Ren Yi took a big bite of the vegetable and said angrily: "Only women and villains are difficult to raise! It was agreed that I would take care of it, but in the end, I only got to see the first question, and then it was covered tightly. Is this to prevent me from being a pervert? The most infuriating thing is, I know how to do the first question!"

  Wen Qian looked up at the sky and laughed loudly, while Ren Yi took another bite of his vegetable dish. He furrowed his brow and coldly said, "Which great person is sitting with Brother Wen? Did he copy a thing or two?"

  The warm laughter was immediately cut off, as if a ton of spicy water had been poured down her throat, and she coughed lightly: "Cough, never mind, it's Liu Zhihe."

  Ren Yi was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing loudly, his body leaning forward and backward, but forgot that the chairs in the cafeteria had no backrests, and with a loud crash, he fell to the ground.

  The two-day exam passed in a hurry, and Liu Zhihe was already mentally prepared to be dragged down by Wen Qian, convinced that he would definitely rank among the last two in his grade. It's not surprising that he thought so, as anyone who saw Wen Qian's speed of doing questions would have the same idea, almost every subject was completed with half the time, leaving the other half of the time for Liu Zhihe to copy. Of course, under Wen Qian's guidance, some answers would be done differently to avoid accusations of cheating.

  The last bell rang. Liu Zhi let out a long sigh: "Let's go drink on the day the results are announced."

  Wen Ze understood what he meant and forced himself to smile: "Yeah, let's celebrate together when we get good grades on the exam."

  Liu Zhihe didn't want to see Wen Qian's smelly face again, so he shouted and ran away. Wen Qian burst out laughing.

  As I walked out of the fifth class classroom to go upstairs, I saw Bemi running over from the opposite teaching building. He came straight up to me, panting and said: "I was just going to find you in Class 3", afraid that if he was late, "you would have left already".

  "Don't be in a hurry, speak slowly, I'm here, can't run away."

  "Tan Yu didn't come to take the exam today and didn't ask for leave from the class teacher. I don't know where his home is. Can't get in touch with him."

  He raised an eyebrow: "Didn't come for the exam?"

  Bemi nodded and asked hastily: "You are his good friend, do you know what's going on? Is he ill?"

  Wen Ze shook his head and thought for a moment before saying: "Alright, I'll go to his house to take a look later. Thanks for telling me this."

  After finishing speaking, Bemi suddenly shouted from behind: "Can you tell me the situation after you go and take a look? Or I'll come find you tomorrow, okay?"

  Wen Ze stopped, turned around, and gazed quietly at Bei Mi, then suddenly laughed: "Good!"

  Little girl, you're still too young. Having fun is not a sin, but be careful not to get burned by playing with fire!

  Went upstairs, Ren Yi lay on the railing in front of Class 3's door and sneered: "Brother Wen, your appetite is too good, it's simply come one, come all."

  "Brother Ren, as a man who was deceived, played with and humiliated by a woman in the examination hall, you don't have the qualifications to mock me."

  The Ji Xiaoling incident was destined to be a stain on Ren Yi's life, and he was instantly defeated by the warm and powerful counterattack. He ran back to the classroom with his face covered in shame.

  After school, Wen Ze went to Tan Yu's house. It had been raining heavily on Monday night for two days, and the accumulated water in front of the residential building was still not as deep as an ankle.

  A row of red bricks are tilted and twisted, placed in the water, people going in and out collide midway, having to make a highly difficult mid-air exchange.

  Went up to the third floor and knocked on the door, but there was no response inside. Wen Ze waited for a while before reluctantly turning back. As he walked along the brick path, a girl came towards him from the opposite direction. The sky was somewhat overcast, and it wasn't until she got closer that he realized it was Tan Xue.

  "Ah, Wen Qing? How did you get here?"

  Wen Qian smiled and said: "Let's find a safer place to talk. I'm standing on one foot on the brick. The golden rooster's independent shape is quite difficult."

  Snowflakes covered her face, and she forced a faint smile, then turned around and walked back the way she came.

  "Tan Yu, why didn't you go take the exam?"

  In a quiet place, Wen Jie asked. Tan Xue lowered her head and said softly: "He was injured and hospitalized."

  "Wen Jian's heart and mouth were tightly closed, and he asked: 'Is the injury serious or not?'"

  Tan Xue hadn't even spoken yet, but tears were already streaming down her face. Wen Qing was anxious to death, but still gently patted her shoulder and softly said: "Don't worry, it's okay! Don't worry, I'm here, nothing will happen!"

  Xue finally managed to hold back her tears, her face filled with guilt and self-blame. She muttered: "Last night Xiao Yu came to pick me up. Coincidentally, we ran into Zhao Jianjun's gang... they..." "Zhao Jianjun?" Wen Cheng's eyes flashed with a fierce light. "Is he tired of living?" To know what happens next,