Chapter 201 - 200: Do You Like Lu Mian?

Lu Mian walked to the entrance of the examination room.

The invigilators were already going over exam discipline when they noticed her calmly organizing her things at the door; one female teacher looked her over a few times more than necessary.

Lu Mian remembered that this female teacher was the head teacher of Class 1, Zhang Wenqiang.

A teacher who became annoyed out of embarrassment for not succeeding in poaching her.

Lu Mian ignored her and reached into Shouhao’s brought schoolbag through the bag to take out her cell phone and send a text message.

[Yuanyuan, I’m entering the exam room.]

Zhang Wenqiang, seeing that she hadn’t come in yet, gave her a covert glare. She looked down at the information of the students in her exam room and sneered.

The last batch of students for the exam room, nearly a third were from Class 25.

This showed just how poor the class led by Ding Cai was.

She intended to suppress these students, raising her voice deliberately, partly to make Lu Mian outside aware, “This monthly exam will be supervised by me. You all know Class 1 has always been strict, so I will be watching you closely. If I catch any of you trying to pull a fast one, you’ll be kicked out of the exam room without any mercy!”

The students below all groaned inwardly, meeting such an invigilator was just their bad luck; this was definitely a devilish monitoring.

Having said that, Zhang Wenqiang added one more thing, “Especially the students from Class 25, don’t think you can get away with anything just because there are many of you. If you can’t improve your studies, at least save your faces!”

“…”

Her words made the students of Class 25 feel like rebelling.

Standing outside the exam room, Lu Mian, after sending the first text, followed up with another.

[Yuanyuan, if I don’t fulfill my monthly exam plan, would you blame me?]

She didn’t plan to wait for a reply and, having arranged her belongings, picked up the pencil case given to her by Director Qimo and sauntered into the exam room, taking a seat at the very back.

Xu Jiahui was also in this exam room; he slanted a glare at Lu Mian, Guo Zihao, and Yuan Hao, his provocation clear.

After half a month of assistance and Su Luo’s last four days of intensive study, he could get good grades even without copying others’ works this time.

He wasn’t afraid of strict invigilation; the stricter, the better.

In this way, the three losers would have even less chance to turn things around!

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Sui Yuan was surprised that someone was looking for her.

Under the gaze of many classmates, she walked out of the classroom timidly, and upon seeing Director Qimo outside, she was even more surprised.

Many classmates in the room were looking around curiously.

Xiao Qimo signaled to Sui Yuan to go somewhere quiet with him.

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Sui Yuan sat uneasily, quietly twisting the corner of her clothes, filled with questions in her mind.

Why had Director Qimo sought her out individually?

Had he discovered something?

Ye Jinwen offered her a cup of warm black tea, soothing her, “Don’t be nervous, Sui Yuan. Director Qimo is here for a personal matter, not official business.”

A personal matter?

That was even more frightening.

Sui Yuan’s nervousness was not lost on Xiao Qimo.

Xiao Qimo said nothing but methodically handed her a business card.

The black matte business card felt luxurious to the touch, bearing only a name and a cellphone number, with no other information.

Sui Yuan was quite bewildered and didn’t understand.

“This is my contact, if there’s any issue with Lu Mian, call this number and I will arrive as soon as possible,” he said earnestly.

Sui Yuan looked at the business card, then at Xiao Qimo, “What could happen to Mianmian?”

Xiao Qimo countered, “You don’t know?”

Sui Yuan shook her head.

The refined man restrained himself from probing further, simply smiling, “In any case, as her friend, if she encounters any trouble, feel free to contact me.”

Ye Jinwen clicked his tongue from the side.

Sui Yuan had no choice but to tuck the card away, even more confounded, and raised her head slightly, “Director Qimo, why do you care so much about Lu Mian?”

Why?

Xiao Qimo paused for a moment.

Sui Yuan had already stood up, speaking somewhat offhandedly, “Could it be that you like our Mianmian?”