When Will My Childhood Sweetheart Marry Me?-Chapter 122: Brother Yan is So Lucky

"You can never imagine, a second-generation rich kid who’s been idle for over a decade, suddenly saying something like this."

He Qingzhou took off his headphones, glanced at him indifferently, and said, "Being scared is right, it means you truly regard Brother Yan as the boss."

The strategist hit the nail on the head.

This was indeed the case. If anyone else among them suddenly turned over a new leaf, Chen Jin would probably just laugh it off.

But Brother Yan was different.

He was the leader of the trio and their backbone.

Once the backbone decided to turn over a new leaf, the three brothers would find it hard to jump around anymore.

Since they couldn’t jump around, they might as well start studying with the prince from now on.

The process was undoubtedly painful yet thrilling.

Brother Yan had Sister Yao to carefully tutor him, while they could only figure it out on their own.

Choose the longest for three short and one long.

Choose the shortest for three long and one short.

If all are the same length, choose C.

Remembering this universal mnemonic, Chen Jin was surprised to find that he could guess four English multiple-choice questions correctly, which he usually failed completely.

Out of curiosity, he stretched his neck to peek at the boss’s paper.

"Brother Yan, how many did you get right?"

Before Pei Yan could speak, Chen Jin glanced over it, wanted to laugh but dared not, his shoulders shaking like a sieve.

See, seriously doing it is worse than guessing.

Can you believe it, Brother Yan spent half an hour on twenty multiple-choice questions and didn’t get a single one right?

However, reality proved that Chen Jin was thinking too small.

Pei Yan lazily threw away his pen, leaned back, and sneered, "Didn’t get the first ten questions right, but at least I know where I went wrong, do you?"

Uh.

It’s wrong already, what’s the use of talking about it afterward? 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

Chen Jin refused to accept it, "Only if you can get all similar questions right that’s really impressive."

The topic intrigued Xu Kanfeng as well.

"How about this, I’ll immediately find similar questions online, just the ten that Brother Yan got wrong, and do them again. If all are correct, Chen Jin will cover our meals for the rest of the month."

Pfft.

Chen Jin nearly spit out his water.

"You know I’m struggling financially right now and you’re adding insult to injury."

Just last weekend when it snowed, accompanying a beauty to Ice and Snow City, he was dragged shopping, and accidentally maxed out his allowance card.

Chen Jin’s dad could see the spending details, found out it was all luxury items like high-end facial toners and bags, and was so angry that his face turned green, freezing his bank card on the spot.

Spoiled brat, the Chen family had a rule that money could be spent anywhere but never on those dubious women outside.

This time he really provoked his father’s wrath.

It’s all tears when talked about.

Xu Kanfeng was laughing so hard his face cramped, feeling the kid was clearly possessed by bad luck.

The only time he went out alone on a date with a beauty, he fell right into a trap.

Indeed, women are poison, untouchable.

Thinking this, Xu Kanfeng subconsciously shook his head again.

Not entirely true, someone like Yao sister, even more formidable than poison by thousands of miles.

To make a Demon King who had roamed rampant for over a decade willingly reform, perhaps there’s no second one like her in this world.

Recently, with the cold wave from the south, the school humanely shortened the evening self-study time by half an hour.

Jiang Shuyao packed her bag and was about to go downstairs with Tang Xing when she stopped by Class Two’s classroom, "Xingxing, I’m waiting for someone, you go ahead."

The girl chuckled mischievously, "Since when did you start waiting for him instead of him waiting for you?"

Back in the day, Boss Pei was like a loyal puppy, blocking the school gate every evening, waiting for someone to show up.

As times changed, it seemed like Yaoyao had grown quite fond of the school tyrant.

A bold conjecture suddenly sprang up in Tang Xing’s mind—could it be that the two of them were...

His train of thought was interrupted by a soft pat on the head.

Jiang Shuyao said with composed grace, "Don’t think about it, there’s nothing like that."

Oh.

Right, a calm person like Yaoyao would absolutely never engage in puppy love.

After Tang Xing came to terms with it, he dryly added, "Actually, I think as long as it doesn’t affect our studies, puppy love isn’t a sin, right? It’s like preparing in advance for future social relationships between men and women."

Despite Jiang Shuyao’s composure, she couldn’t help but laugh at his well-reasoned argument.

Liking someone is a psychological behavior rooted in human instinct, without right or wrong.

The issue with most students who engage in puppy love, however, is that they can’t avoid being distracted, which could lead to slipping grades. As educators, schools have a responsibility to try to eliminate this tendency.

Puppy love isn’t wrong, nor are the schools.

Even if this were a topic of debate, neither side could definitively claim victory.

After Tang Xing left, Jiang Shuyao quietly stepped into the classroom from the back door of Class 2.

Compared to before, Class 2 had really changed a lot.

The corner no longer piled up with trash, no random scribbles on the blackboard, and even the stacks of books on everyone’s desks were much neater.

Upon entering, Jiang Shuyao noticed several heads grouped together, busy with something.

She didn’t rush in to interrupt but stood quietly behind them listening.

Xu Kanfeng said, "I’ve done this question so many times, the obvious choice is B. Brother Yan is right; the answer must be wrong."

Chen Jin argued, "I think the answer is fine. Option C looks different from the other options, it’s definitely it."

"No, no, hammer down on choosing B."

"Then bring some proof, why choose B? If you can convince me, then you’re impressive."

The two argued loudly, surrounded by an evidently irritated Big Boss in the middle.

Pei Yan loosened his collar, annoyed, "Stop f*cking crowding around me, get lost!"

That temper...

Jiang Shuyao smiled helplessly.

The girl’s short burst of laughter broke the rowdy scene.

Chen Jin turned his head, his eyes lighting up like big lamps, "Sister Yao, you’ve come at the perfect time, quick, my fate this month depends all on you."

Jiang Shuyao walked over, under some calm gazes, picked up the paper and looked at the English multiple-choice question they were discussing.

"It should be B for ’on’, indicating a specific day."

After saying this, she briefly and clearly explained the differences and usage of the prepositions in, on, and at to the four of them.

Her few concise words enlightened Chen Jin all of a sudden.

Wow, he felt like he had suddenly become smarter.

However, after a moment of silence, Pei Yan stood up emotionlessly from his seat, gathered his books, and started pulling the girl toward the classroom door.

"Hey, hey, hey, Brother Yan, don’t be so petty. Let Sister Yao explain more grammar to us, I still have lots of questions," Xu Kanfeng, thirsty for knowledge, jumped off his chair and almost fell flat.

Big Boss walked away quickly, his back showing not a trace of nostalgia.

"If you need tutoring, pay for a tutor yourself."

With that, the tall and short figures completely vanished from the stunned sight of the three.

Xu Kanfeng dejectedly said, "Brother Yan is so lucky, I wish I had a scholarly Little Fairy too."

With the college entrance exams approaching, he was still a long way from the undergraduate cut-off line.

Failing to get into college meant that the Xu family would kick him out to fend for himself abroad. How would he survive, penniless and clueless as he was?