Chapter 184: 089 Ten Thousand Calamities (First Watch)
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After finishing the exam and handing in her paper, Tang Wan looked extremely upset.
Ming Jing walked away with grace.
âWho is she? Sheâs so gorgeous; she should be a movie star.â
Beautiful people often have the advantage of beauty; they donât take their studies too seriously. Just about everyone who participates in competitions wears thick glasses. Itâs extremely rare for someone to be both stunning and exceptionally talented.
âYou donât know Zhu Mingjing? The real heiress of the Zhu family? Itâs been the talk of the town lately. I heard some of the high-society ladies have a hard time even getting a glimpse of her.â
âAfter transferring to Shengde High School, Song Yinzhang was bumped from the top spot. I heard sheâs the only one the Demon Head ever praised in the competition class. Her brain must be different from ordinary people.â
âSo itâs her. Itâs so mysterious that you guys really believe it. We are all successors of socialism, so we canât get into feudal superstitions.â
Listening to the discussions around her, Tang Wan walked out of the classroom with her head down.
âTang Wan, how did you do?â Xie Zhen hugged her neck and looked at her wilted face, immediately asking with concern, âWhatâs wrong? Are you sick?â Tang Wan shook off her hand and looked listless.
âLetâs go. I heard thereâs a famous place for fried rice cakes near Yi High School.
Iâll treat you to lunch today.â
The snack shop was small and almost full, with most of the seats occupied by students taking the exam.
There was a single table with an empty seat. Xie Zhen pulled Tang Wan over.
As soon as they sat down, Xie Zhen noticed Tang Wanâs expression change as she looked behind her. Xie Zhen turned her head to see.
âItâs Zhu Mingjing? Sheâs with Song Shen and Zhao Heng.â
Zhu Mingjing had her back to the two of them, and sitting opposite her were Song Yinzhang and Zhao Heng.
Zhu Mingjing wore a pristine white dress, sitting in this cramped, narrow snack shop like a fairy whoâd lost her way to the mortal world.
No matter her situation, Zhu Mingjingâs back always remained perfectly straight, as if no difficulty could bend her spine.
Xie Zhen sighed, âAs expected, handsome guys only hang out with beautiful girls. Zhao Heng is usually so aloof in school, even the school flower chasing him gets no response. Look at his puppy-dog face in front of Zhu Mingjing⦠If this were posted on the school forum, would all the female students go crazy?
Xie Zhen laughed, remembering that the school flower had a grudge against her and Tang Wan. Sheâd been pursuing Zhao Heng for a long time, constantly giving him food and drink, but Zhao Heng never bothered to glance at her again. Now looking at Zhao Hengâs bright, cautious, pleasing expression in front of Zhu Mingjing, the school flower would surely be furious enough to vomit blood.
There really is a difference between school flowers.
Tang Wan remained silent. Xie Zhen asked, âDid you not do well on the test?â Tang Wanâs face darkened even more.
As if realizing something, Xie Zhen said with understanding, âI should have guessed. You love her so much, hearing about her accident must have upset you. No matter how sad you are, donât let it affect your exams. This competition is crucial for us to make it to the provincial team. Our goal is to make it into the Winter Camp.â
Tang Wanâs idol was Liang Yanran. The biggest news in the past few days was Liang Yanranâs suicide. The streets were buzzing with talk, and it was the hot topic for everyone. An idol could inspire people to improve, and Liang Yanran had played that role for Tang Wan.
Xie Zhen worried that Tang Wan might be devastated by the news of Liang
Yanranâs death.
Tang Wan didnât take her words to heart. âWhat did you say? With a helpless look, Xie Zhen said, âNever mind.â
Thereâs no use arguing with someone whose idol just died.
âI booked a hotel nearby. Letâs have lunch and take a break at the hotel. The exam starts at three in the afternoon, so thereâs still plenty of time. Ming Jing, I have a few questions Iâd like to ask you, math problems. Donât worry.â
Ming Jing nodded, âOkay.â
âYes!â Zhao Heng was delighted, gesturing at Song Yinzhang, âYou come along too. Iâve got a set of real test questions that cost me a fortune to get a hold of. I wouldnât share them with anyone but my brothers.â
Song Yinzhang just shook his head and smiled.
âWow, my spicy fried rice cakes are here!â Zhao Heng rubbed his hands in excitement.
When the food arrived, he pushed it in front of Ming Jing: âLadies first.â
Not wanting to be polite, Ming Jing unwrapped a pair of disposable chopsticks and started eating slowly.
âHow is it? Isnât it good?â Zhao Heng asked expectantly.
Ming Jing ate gracefully, waiting until she swallowed her bite before replying: âNot bad.â
Zhao Heng laughed, âIf it werenât for this famous fried rice cake place, Iâd have taken you to eat Western food instead. Thatâs more appropriate for someone like Master Zhu..â