Chapter 14: Cultivation Gate, Examination, and Holding Hands
Story: The Second Year as School Tyrant Author:Blossom Bonds Studio words:8140 Update time:2023-07-04 08:46:12
After struggling through this horrible math exam, Liao Nan straightened his collar and twisted his sore neck, feeling a bit overwhelmed by the next eight subjects.
How can we endure this?
In the past, he never wrote his exam papers. He would simply put his head down on the desk, close his eyes, and when he opened them again, he would have traveled two hours into the future.
However, once he made that impulsive decision, the flag he had set down could not be shaken.
What the hell...
He ruffled his messy hair and decided to handle the situation as it came.
"Liao Nan...?" A familiar voice sounded not far away.
Liao Nan looked up, quickly averted his gaze, turned on his heel, and intended to leave this controversial place, pretending as if he hadn't seen or heard anything.
What kind of luck does he have?
As soon as he stepped out of the examination room, he ran into the second person he least wanted to meet in his entire life - Gu Yan.
The first is his dad.
However, Gu Xueshen is probably a person with no perceptiveness. He completely failed to realize Liao Nan's invisible resistance and instead moved closer, walking side by side with him in his own world.
"How did you do on the exam? Did you write an essay?"
"It's none of your damn business."
"You're fine. This is a very important class placement exam," said with a serious face.
"...So it's none of your damn business."
Gu Yan's footsteps suddenly came to a halt.
Liao Nan initially didn't want to pay him any attention, but Gu Yan still held onto the back of his collar. Liao Nan stumbled as he was pulled, and turned back to glare at him while clutching his own throat.
Angry!
"Damn... Are you sick or something?"
Did I hurt you? I'm sorry... I just wanted to say, I care about you a lot. Please stop being so stubborn and take responsibility for yourself. Otherwise, nobody will take responsibility for you.
This scoundrel came forward and gave a seemingly sincere apology, but then rambled on and on about irrelevant matters. He pretended to care like a concerned classmate, leaving him speechless and unable to respond.
"I'm well aware of my own matters, so there's no need to trouble the genius scholar like yourself."
"Liao Nan!" Gu Yan called Liao Nan's name with a slightly forceful tone, and now he was truly a little angry.
"Don't mistake others' concern for you as mere nonsense. I rarely show care towards others. We're already in our second year of high school, a crucial period. Can you please take some responsibility for yourself? Is it something to be proud of to constantly neglect your assignments? Is that supposed to make you look cool? It's just plain foolish."
Gu Yan rarely speaks such a long string of words. Most of the time, he simply ends the topic with a few sparse numbers.
Liao Nan knew these principles. He understood, he was not a fool, nor was he a naive kid who hadn't outgrown his adolescent phase. He had chewed on these principles countless times in his heart, so when he made up his mind to go ahead with it, even his tongue felt bitter.
Who wants to endure the contempt and prejudice of others? Who wants to be pointed at by someone, questioning in a mocking tone, "Why don't you solve this problem for me?"
No one is willing, nobody owes anyone anything.
No one bothered to care if a student who willingly fell into decadence had any hidden troubles, or if they longed to return to the honor roll and bask in the envious gazes of thousands.
No one.
But Gu Yan pulled him back.
Gu Yan said to him, "I really care about you."
Feeling a bit happy, but also a little bit
wronged.
"I've written..." Liao Nan sniffled, then glared at him.
"I've written it, is that okay?!"
"Ah?" Gu Yan was a bit confused. "You wrote a paper?"
"I don't want to repeat it for the third time."
Gu Yan couldn't help but laugh and cry, saying, "Why are you stubbornly arguing with me about what you wrote?"
"...It's none of your damn business."
The same tune, the same temper tantrums.
Gu Yan couldn't help but reach out boldly and tousle his messy hair as she looked at him.
"Being a good child means obediently writing your essay."
"...Go die."
Gu Yan chuckled softly and withdrew his hand.
"How do you feel about your answer?"
"Normal performance."
Gu Yan: ......
It doesn't feel too good...
It's okay, being able to write a paper is already a big improvement. We should take it step by step and not push too hard. Otherwise, if we exert too much force, Little Omega will escape again.
Probably a fish, slippery and elusive, impossible to catch.
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Liao Nan walked towards the dormitory with his hands in his pockets, with a persistent little tail following closely behind him, which he couldn't shake off no matter how hard he tried.
Liao Nan stopped in his tracks and turned around. He patiently spoke in a friendly tone, "Hey, buddy, aren't you going back to the dorm to study?"
As a result, Gu Yan naturally responded, "Go to your dorm room, and I'll help you review for the upcoming exam."
Liao Nan really wanted to open his head and see what exactly was inside.
Is he so responsible?
"Suit yourself," Liao Nan said, then quickened his pace and headed towards the dormitory.
Pushing open the door, the inside was empty with not a single person in sight.
Liao Nan sat by the bed, charging his cellphone, completely treating Gu Yan as if he were invisible, not even sparing him a glance. Fortunately, Gu Yan didn't consider himself an outsider at all, as he looked around the unfamiliar dormitory.
"What about the others?"
Liao Nan was playing a mobile game when it took him a while to react. He responded, "Initially, there was one, but after realizing that I was roommates with them, I hastily grabbed my things and fled back home."
Gu Yan endured and endured, but in the end, he couldn't hold back and chuckled twice.
To hide the fact that he laughed, he quickly walked to the door and prepared to close it, intending to give a certain unruly school bully a good lesson.
However, whether it was due to long-term disrepair or his strong grip, the doorknob suddenly bid farewell to the door and obediently stayed in the grasp of Gu Yan's hand.
Gu Yan: ......
Liao Nan: ......
"I can explain..."
"Shut up and use the three-second adhesive to stick it back together."
"Alright."
Gu Yan obediently took the three-second glue handed to her by Liao Nan and carefully applied it to the doorknob.
"Oh, by the way, be careful, that glue easily flows out..."
It's too late, the glue has already dripped down along the door.
"Ugh, more failures than successes." Liao Nan cursed at him, "Where's your intelligence, Studious?
Gu Yan knew that he had caused trouble, so he lowered his head like a meek little wife and did not argue back. He only focused on grabbing tissues to wipe off the glue.
"Damn, this is Sanmiao Brother!"
Liao Nan jumped out of bed, attempting to salvage the door that had suffered brutal ravaging.
Perhaps it was Heaven's intention to make things difficult for them. In the frantic rush to fix the situation, inexplicably, their hands got stuck together with glue.
Tightly bound, no matter how much you pull, you can't break free from it.
Liao Nan's eyes were lifeless.
Gu Yan tried to explain, "I, I..."
"Alright, shut up. I don't want to listen."
"Oh no, I screwed up... this is trouble."
Actually... alcohol or vinegar can remove it."
Liao Nan furrowed his brow, already on the verge of despair. "Damn it, just look at how sticky it is, it's the size of a palm, bro, a palm! The entire palm is stuck! Even if it's alcohol, what can it do? I'm helpless if I can't get it in!"
Gu Yan is as quiet as a chicken.
"So, the afternoon exam..."
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What else can be expected from the afternoon exam? Everything remains the same. The school is not going to postpone the exam because of their situation.
So when the two of them appeared hand in hand at the 16th examination venue, the entire examination room collectively exclaimed in surprise.
And Liao Nan had no expression on his face, as he had long pierced through Gu Yan's defenses in his heart.