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"You …" Zhuo Yanfeng looked at him speechlessly and sighed. Still, he did not give up and asked, "But my grades have improved."

"Oh, you said it already. It's something that I will remember by heart. There's nothing to be proud of." A year and a half later, Ouyang Yu still clearly remembered her words.

"But... To be selected to participate in the competition, you can probably be considered as having a little bit of strength, right? " After being struck so hard that he didn't even have the strength to speak, Zhuo Yanfeng struggled to ask.

"This is a small town, an ox tail and a chicken head …"

"I got it!" Zhuo Yanfeng immediately cut him off. Looking at his harmless smile, he was depressed to the point of looking away.

Why did this guy attack her so many times today? Did he really not want her to participate in the competition?

Ouyang Yu burst out in laughter. He pointed at his head and said, "Just having an IQ is not enough. There is also an EQ. Do you understand? EQ, it's not that Feng is slow, it's just that his EQ has not been fully developed, so he's a bit silly, but it's enough that I like him. "

"EQ?" Zhuo Yanfeng raised his eyebrows at him, and his intuition told him that he was teasing people again.

"Why don't you date me for a few days, then I won't charge you tuition fees …"

"Ouyang Yu, isn't EQ the same as love in your mind?"

Zhuo Yanfeng already knew that with Ouyang Yu, he would always be at a disadvantage.

After more than a year, her mouth was still as dumb as before. Although she had practiced talking with Du Yuan for a long time, she could only bully Du Yuan for not saying anything.

Although Ouyang Yu was a bit frivolous, he was still a gentleman. He cared a lot for her, and she was too comfortable being his maid.

Therefore, Zhuo Nianfeng had often tolerated his bad taste, allowing him to say whatever he liked.

Returning to town depressed, Zhuo Xinfeng was lying on his bed, talking on the phone with Xiao Yin.

"You mean, after this written test, you're going to participate in that competition?" Lil 'Yin's soft voice sounded from the phone.

"Well, starting in October. Two months." Zhuo Yanfeng kicked the blanket and hugged the little bear that had accompanied her for so many years, saying with a bit of depression.

"Two months?" Xiao Yin suddenly laughed. "Then wouldn't you have to ask Ouyang Yu for a long leave of absence?"

"That's not the point." Zhuo Yanfeng tugged on the little bear's ear and said in a low voice.

"There are some things you have to face. Feng, you can do it." Xiao Yin stopped smiling and his tone turned serious. "If you want to keep running, then hide behind Ouyang Yu forever …"

"You know, I didn't think of running away." Zhuo Yanfeng sullenly interrupted him, "From the very beginning, I didn't run away. I just wanted to give myself the ability to protect …" Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. Is your treatment going well? "

"Yes, it's alright. I just don't know when I'll be able to observe it or when I'll be able to leave the hospital." Xiao Yin's laughter rang out again, "I wonder if we can meet again this year. I just wrote a letter to you, collecting a lot of cherry blossoms and sending them to you after drying them."

"You just need to take care of your body. If you can leave the hospital early, we can meet more often."

Now that he was in the best of hands and in better health, he would call and write letters every once in a while.

Ouyang Yu had arranged all of this for him, but Xiao Yin didn't know that he had always thought his father had done it for him.

It was because Zhuo Nianfeng didn't want Xiao Yin to feel that he was receiving treatment because of him.

She didn't want to burden Xiao Yin with any psychological burdens.

"I understand. Let's end it here for today. You should rest early." Xiao Yin continued to smile softly and added, "Since you never had the intention to run away, then continue to face it bravely. "Feng, in my heart, you are the best."

"Ugh …"

"Good night, then."

Hearing the sound of the phone being hung up, Zhuo Nianfeng felt a little guilty, because what Xiao Yin said was the best. To her, it was a burden.

He had never been a perfect person. He had only done his best on the road.

However, even if he did his best, facing the unknown tomorrow, he would still be nervous. He didn't know what difficulties and surprises he would encounter.

When he thought about Han Muyun, his heart began to churn.

It had been over a year. He purposefully avoided inquiring about him and wondered if he was doing well now.

There were two versions of the delay in the engagement between him and Ouyang Qing Xue.

The first was, not to postpone the engagement, but to annul it. The Ouyang Family suddenly broke off their engagement. They felt that their daughter was too young and did not want to marry their beloved daughter.

Second, because Han Muyun was still young, the Ouyang Family still had yet to examine his abilities. They decided to wait until the day he turned eighteen before they could hold the engagement ceremony.

This was what he had learned from his mother. During that time, she had discussed Ouyang Qingxue's engagement with her mother, making it hard for Zhuo Yanfeng not to listen.

However, from her tone, one could tell that she didn't like Ouyang Qingxue. She even had a look of disgust on her face as she always said, "That woman's daughter."

If this was the second way to put it, Han Muyun might still be engaged to Ouyang Qingxue on her eighteenth birthday this winter.

Zhuo Yanfeng did not ask for any details from Ouyang Yu.

Ouyang Yu didn't tell her any of the details.

It was time to end class again. Separated by the bright glass window, Zhuo Yanfeng saw the students coming home in twos and threes.

There was a pair of students' backs. The girls were petite and the boys were tall. They were laughing and joking as they walked towards the school gate, just like she and Han Muyun back in the day.

"Zhuo Yanfeng, cough, Zhuo Yanfeng, do you understand?" The form teacher sitting across from him lightly coughed and raised his voice.

"Uh, I know." The homeroom teacher left Zhuo Yanfeng to focus on his studies and the competition.

"That's good. Follow me to the principal's office. He has some information for you." The homeroom teacher, Teacher Huang, said.

"Mm, alright." Zhuo Nianfeng silently stood up and followed her towards the principal's office.

As soon as Teacher Huang opened the door to the Principal's office, he heard the Principal's voice filled with energy, "Aiya, we couldn't help it, the school facilities are too poor and there aren't any trainees for this competition. Please reveal some inside information …" "In any case, my grandfather and your grandfather went to a private school and studied together …"

"Cough, cough!" Feeling embarrassed, Teacher Huang knocked on the door and stood straight, "Principal, we're here."

"Oh, oh …" The principal, who was almost a hundred years old, gestured for Teacher Huang to enter while he continued to speak into the phone, "Aiya, how can you be so heartless? Are you angry that I stole your first love? "Ah, old friend …"

"Principal!" Teacher Huang could not help but call out again as he lightly tapped the table.

"Oh, oh …" The principal waved with a smile and suddenly frowned. He hung up the phone with a 'bang' and said angrily, "You really are an impolite kid. Is working in the Bureau of Education really so impressive?" "You actually hung up on me!"

"I'm not talking about you. Aren't you asking for a scolding?" Teacher Huang raised an eyebrow and said unhappily, "Didn't you say that the results of this competition aren't important? Just try your best …"

"Come on, stop it, what about the kid?" The principal returned to his smiling appearance as he turned his head to see Zhuo Nianfeng standing behind Teacher Huang. He chuckled, "It's fine. Our high school has a pretty good chance to participate. Many schools in the countryside don't even have a chance."

"Dad!" Can you not be so easily satisfied? " Teacher Huang shouted, discouraged. He threw the book onto the table and mumbled, "You're not thinking about getting ahead of yourself. You should retire early."

That's right, Teacher Huang, who was in her early thirties, was the daughter of the principal.

Contrary to the principal, who was always a gentle and playful child, she was always swift and strict in her studies. As a result, the class she brought along always ranked among the best.

"Can you give me some face in front of my students?" The principal shrugged his shoulders and said innocently, "Other than knowing the rules of the time and address for this competition, we are not prepared for anything else. I am a little afraid." What if he could get the last place … "It would be better not to …"

"Dad!" "Don't speak nonsense. I know what the qualifications of my students are!"

Teacher Huang clenched her teeth and turned to Zhuo Nianfeng, "There is a simple piece of information on the table, you can take it back and take a look." You can't delay the other studies because of this. In these two days, come to my house, I'll help you study some supplementary lessons, but the content of the competition is in all aspects. You have to try your best to test your overall quality. "

"Aiya, don't put pressure on the child. To try is to try. Why add an adjective 'must'? " The principal was flipping through the documents on the table, mumbling to himself.

"That's not an adjective!" Teacher Huang tried his best to control his tone as he continued, "Our teaching conditions are a bit crude, but the knowledge we learn is the same. I believe that my students will not be inferior to the other students and will learn more from them."

Yun Ji High School was one of the top three schools, but it was famous for its teaching environment. It was funded by a large company, and was said to be built using the specifications of a private aristocratic college.

If Huiming High School paid more attention to the educational style and the strict scoring system, Huiming High School paid more attention to the students themselves.

Every year, Yun Shi high school would pick out poor and studious children who loved to study. Not only were they free of food and shelter, but they also had a generous scholarship, which made many poor students eager to study.

Allowing the poor disciples to enjoy the treatment of nobility, opening the door to the future for them, Yun Jun High School seemed more like a charity for education.

However, the students who walked out of this place were all very famous. Many students return to their alma mater, making the content more and more special.

"Student Zhuo, are you confident in yourself?" The principal asked Zhuo Nianfeng with a smile.

"Of course, there must be!" Teacher Huang shouted while patting his chest.

"Don't be agitated, don't be agitated. Look at you, you've scared that little girl." The principal said with a smile.