Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Lu Ziheng? Why was he coming here?
Shen Qinghuan’s brows wrinkled slightly before she recalled that, in their previous life, Li Xiaojie had clearly been the one to invite Lu Ziheng!
In fact, she was not the only person who was confused. Lu Ziheng was similarly struggling to understand why he was approaching Shen Qinghuan.
Since it was a question that could not be answered through logic, why not hand it over to time to slowly reveal it.
“Old Lu.” Just as Lu Ziheng was about to instinctively approach Shen Qinghuan, a slightly chubbier student spoke up from behind, “Where is the queue ticket I gave you? We’re number 66. Why are you still heading backwards?”
The boy next to Lu Ziheng was Qin Muzhi, a similarly star student in school.
Earlier, Qin Muzhi had been in the restroom. Yet after hearing their ticket number through the broadcast, he had zipped his pants and rushed back out.
Due to his haste, however, his hands were still wet. Coincidentally, a few droplets had also splashed onto Shen Qinghuan’s face.
“I’m so s-” Before Qin Muzhi could say the word ‘sorry’, he chose to keep his mouth quiet.
The only reason was because the other party was Shen Qinghuan.
After all, A School had always given free advertisements for its poorest performing student.
Lu Ziheng was a genius of miraculous levels, while Shen Qinghuan was a little delinquent all of the teachers were terrified of.
Qin Muzhi’s mother was Shen Qinghuan’s teacher, and whenever she brought up this little lady, her blood pressure would always rise abruptly. Speaking of which, it truly was quite a coincidence. In the entire three years of Shen Qinghuan’s middle school career, no matter how often the classes were rearranged, she always remained in the same class.
As a result, Qin Muzhi’s mother began wishing upon the moon and the stars. Finally, the high school entrance examinations she dearly yearned for were here.
Throughout the three days examination period, whenever Qin Muzhi’s mother recalled that Shen Qinghuan was leaving her class, she would even smile in her dreams.
After all, A Middle School only guaranteed places for outstanding students like Lu Ziheng. If the other students hoped to continue advancing within the same school, then they needed to pass several examinations whilst competing against students from the same region. Shen Qinghuan, who performed extremely poorly, would never do well for it!
Qin Muzhi had been the unfortunate recipient of his mother’s endless resentment for Shen Qinghuan. He had listened to it repeatedly and repeatedly, so as a result, his impression of Shen Qinghuan was extremely poor.
All beautiful girls were bringers of bad luck; this was a logic that had endured through ancient times.
At this moment, the boy queuing in front of them was holding onto the number 67. He grew impatient and suppressed his frustration to inform them that if they were not heading in, he would bring his girlfriend to head in first. After all, the lady from the barbeque shop had announced that due to the large crowd today, most of the ingredients were sold out. Guests with the ticket numbers after 66 would likely miss out on the Kobe Beef.
Li Xiaojie was naturally unwilling to give up on the opportunity to interact with Lu Ziheng. Although her reputation was not as strong as Shen Qinghuan’s, but her grades were ranked among the first one hundred students in A Middle School. During the examinations, she had also interacted with Qin Muzhi several times.
“Student Qin.” As Shen Qinghuan previously thought, Li Xiaojie would never directly request for whatever she wanted. In this instance, although she clearly wanted to interact with Lu Ziheng, the person she addressed was instead their teacher’s son. “We’re all schoolmates here. You’re also related to our teacher. Won’t you share a table with us?”
A girl had made the request sweetly. If Qin Muzhi refused her, it would appear as though he was not a gentleman.
However, Lu Ziheng did not seem to like girls very much. As his good friend, Qin Muzhi could not rush into a decision; therefore, he still needed to check if he was agreeable to the idea.
Li Xiaojie held her breath as she waited for Lu Ziheng’s agreement.
To her surprise, although Lu Ziheng did not speak up, he nodded slightly and agreed to her suggestion through his body language.
As the four of them entered the shop, they could clearly sense the disappointment from the remaining guests who would not have any Kobe Beef left for them.