noveltune Chapter 175 Be Your Most Beautiful Bride
Chapter 175 Be Your Most Beautiful Bride
The sunlight on Monday morning was still the same color.
A red banner was hung up again at the school gate, hanging down from the top of the teaching building, billowing in the wind and making a rustling sound.
Wishing all graduating high school students the best of luck in their exams!
"Ten years of honing the sword, today we test its edge."
Red background with white lettering, exactly the same as last year.
Xiao Yunqing stood under the banner, looking up at it for a while.
"It's another year of college entrance exams."
Her voice was very soft, half of it carried away by the wind, "Time flies."
Song Huan stood next to her and also looked up, "I wonder if they'll still be shouting from the building this year."
Xiao Yunqing's eyes lit up.
Last year, when they were shouting slogans from the building, they stood on the playground, holding flashlights, and sang "Boundless Oceans, Vast Skies" and "Sunny Day".
Senior high school students stood in the corridor; some cried, some laughed.
She still remembers that scene.
When the physics teacher walked into the classroom, his smile was two sizes bigger than usual.
He stood on the podium, holding a stack of certificates, his face beaming.
"The results of the physics competition are out."
The room fell silent.
He cleared his throat.
Third Prize: Li Siqi, Wang Ran.
The three people stood up and went up to receive their certificates, but the applause was sparse.
"Second prize? No." He paused, then glanced around.
"First prize..." he drawled.
"Xiao Yunqing".
Xiao Yunqing was stunned for a moment.
She immediately turned to look at Song Huan, and Song Huan was looking at her too.
She turned back, stood up, ran to the podium, and said, "Congratulations, Xiao Yunqing! You've made great progress in physics recently!"
The physics teacher handed her the certificate, which she took. She glanced down at it and saw her name printed on it in gold.
She smiled, took the certificate, walked back, and sat down.
Song Huan leaned closer, staring wide-eyed at the certificate.
"Holy crap, you actually won first prize?"
Xiao Yunqing held up the certificate and waved it in front of him.
"With me in charge, of course, first prize is guaranteed."
Her chin was raised, and her ponytail was sticking up.
Song Huan leaned back in her chair and smiled.
After all, she was practically his apprentice, so he felt honored to have her.
Lu Xu walked in before the math class bell had even finished ringing.
The lesson plan was slammed onto the podium without being opened.
The expression on his face was off; it wasn't anger, but seriousness, the kind of seriousness that said, "You'd better listen to what I'm about to say."
"I have something to tell you." He glanced around. "These next few days, don't go to the senior building, and don't make any noise. If anyone gets caught by the senior class monitor, I can't get them released."
Zhao Qihang was in the last row. He moved his mouth slightly, but didn't make a sound.
Chen Xu sat next to him, head down, his finger drawing circles on the table.
Lu Xu's voice rose another half octave, "Shouting from the dormitories is strictly prohibited by the school. Last year's shouting incident already drew serious attention from school leaders. Anyone who organizes or participates in it again this year..."
He paused for a moment, "This year's shouting activity hasn't even started yet, and Headmaster Wang Feng has already caught people. Don't think that just because it was organized by the seniors, it's okay. The seniors are punished just the same, and the people have been ordered to go back and reflect on their actions."
The air in the classroom tightened.
Some people gasped, some looked down, and some stared at the table.
Zhao Qihang and Chen Xu exchanged a glance, both with the same guilty expression.
They both went when the building was being advertised last year.
Zhao Qihang shouted the loudest, yelling things like "Go, seniors!" and "You will win the college entrance exam!" until his voice was hoarse.
Fortunately, I wasn't caught at the time.
Zhao Qihang shrank his neck and buried his head behind his textbook.
The bell rang, signaling the end of get out of class.
Lu Xu picked up his lesson plan but didn't leave immediately. He stood on the podium, looking down at the students, and spoke in a calm tone.
"Strictly speaking, once the college entrance examination is over, you will be in your final year of high school."
He paused for a moment, then said, "Before that, think carefully about what level your current grades are at. Think carefully about what you want to do in the future, and what your ambitions are."
After saying that, he left.
The silence in the classroom lasted for three seconds.
Then the sounds surged in from all directions.
"Almost a senior in high school?"
"So fast."
"I still feel like a freshman in high school."
"Stop talking, the more you talk, the more flustered you get."
Zhao Qihang lay on the table, his face pressed against the textbook, and sighed.
"Looks like there won't be any shouting from buildings this year."
Chen Xu sat down next to him and nodded. "The senior year class monitor is too strict."
Zhao Qihang rolled over, facing the ceiling, and thought, "How am I going to survive in my senior year of high school?"
Chen Xu didn't reply, staring at the table, lost in thought.
Xiao Yunqing and Zhou Shan were chatting in front.
Zhou Shan was talking about the competition, and Xiao Yunqing was listening, nodding occasionally with a smile on her face, clearly in a good mood.
Song Huan leaned back in her chair and twirled her pen.
He looked at Xiao Yunqing's profile, her ponytail, her ears, and the curve of her chin.
The pen spun around between my fingers, then around again.
"Xiao Yunqing," he spoke, "what do you want to do in the future?"
Xiao Yunqing turned her head, looked at him, and opened her mouth slightly.
"To be your most beautiful bride."
The whole class fell silent.
It wasn't the kind of quiet that gradually settles down; it was sudden, like someone had pressed the pause button.
The talking stopped, the turning of pages stopped, and the scratching of pens on paper stopped.
Everyone turned their heads to look at the back row.
The smile on Zhou Shan's face disappeared.
Song Huan was stunned; she was dumbfounded.
He could tell, of course, that wasn't Xiao Yunqing's voice; it was Zhao Qihang's voice, shouting at the top of his lungs with a kind of irritating excitement.
Xiao Yunqing was also stunned.
Then her face turned from white to red, not from shyness, but from anger!
She stood up abruptly, the chair slid back a bit, and she turned around.
Zhao Qihang was standing in the last row with a grin on his face, his hands resting on the table, looking like he had done a good deed.
Xiao Yunqing rushed over, and Zhao Qihang turned and ran, but after a couple of steps, he was blocked.
Chen Xu appeared behind him without him noticing, pressing down on his shoulders with both hands and pinning him to the spot.
Chen Xu looked up at Song Huan and nodded. "Song Huan, hurry up."
Song Huan stood up.
Zhao Qihang's face turned pale.
"No, bro, I was just kidding, ah!!"
Thousand Years of Killing!
The sound exploded from the back of the classroom, like a pig being slaughtered.
Zhao Qihang was bent over, covering his buttocks, his face turning a deep purplish-red.
Chen Xu released his grip, took a step back, and remained expressionless.
Xiao Yunqing stood to the side, arms crossed, a smirk on her lips.
Song Huan flicked her fingers, walked back to her seat, and sat down.
Zhao Qihang bent over and it took him a while to straighten up.
"You, you just wait!" He leaned on the table, limped back to his seat, lay down, and stopped talking.
Chen Xu sat beside him, opened his textbook, looked down at the questions, and acted as if nothing had happened.
Laughter erupted from all directions in the classroom.
Some people slammed their fists on the table, some clutched their stomachs, and some laughed until they couldn't breathe.
Xiao Yunqing also laughed, her eyes crinkling and her ponytail trembling.