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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nXu Yaoguang did not say anything as he placed the paper on Lin Siran’s table.

nHe glanced at Lin Siran with cold eyes and softly said, “You’ve scored 93 marks for physics.”

nHe and Qin Yu only scored a little above 80.

nUpon hearing Xu Yaoguang’s words, everyone in the class started to gather around him.

nThe physics questions were extremely difficult. There were a few challenging questions spread throughout the paper and those who could score 80 marks and above were those godly students who had participated in the physics competition last year, not to mention people who scored 90 marks and above.

nHowever, these people did not include Lin Siran.

nEveryone knew that Lin Siran was good at languages and biology but was bad at other subjects, especially math and physics. That was why she could never be in the top five in the class.

nRight now, she actually scored 10 more marks higher than Xu Yaoguang?

nEven Qiao Sheng, who had very poor grades, could not help but look at Lin Siran incredulously.

nLin Siran was a little dumbfounded. She lowered her head and flipped through her paper. “I don’t know…” She did feel that she did the paper quite proficiently but did not expect to only be wrong for a small subsection of the last killer question.

nXu Yaoguang glanced at her, thought for a while, and asked politely, “How did you do the last question? Can you let me see your paper?”

n“Of course.”

nWhen she handed her paper to Xu Yaoguang, Lin Siran suddenly thought of something and turned around to look at Qin Ran.

nQin Ran was lazily sitting on her seat casually flipping through a book and sucking on a lollipop.

nLin Siran blinked as if she suddenly remembered something. “I saw the last question in my notebook before.”

nShe passed the notebook Qin Ran gave her to Xu Yaoguang.

nXu Yaoguang took it and opened it. On the first page, he saw three words scribbled on it. Although they were messy, Xu Yaoguang could still pick them out.

n“Song Luting.” Xu Yaoguang whispered word by word.

nQiao Sheng also turned around to take a closer look and then glanced at Lin Siran. “I’ve never heard of this person before. Is this person from our school?”

n“No.” Xu Yaoguang turned to the next page and was deep in thought as he scrutinized it. “He’s one year older than us.”

nHe lifted his head to look at Lin Siran with shining eyes. “Do you know Song Luting?”

n“No.” Lin Siran shook her head. Instinctively, she looked at Qin Ran and bit her lip.

nWithout Qin Ran’s approval, she did not dare to say anything to Xu Yaoguang.

nXu Yaoguang followed her gaze and looked at Qin Ran. A ray of light flashed past his eyes, but it disappeared the next moment.

nHe borrowed Lin Siran’s physics paper and went back to his seat.

nQiao Sheng did not notice this. He returned the paper to Qin Ran and went back to his seat. He then stretched his legs and noisily asked, “Young Master Xu, who is Song Luting?”

n“The champion of IPHO last July. He’s from Yun Cheng,” Xu Yaoguang softly said.

nIPHO stood for International Physics Olympiad.

nXu Yaoguang thought about whether these two people just had the same name, but after flipping through the notebook, he felt that the probability was small.

n“How did Lin Siran get to know such a godly person?” Qiao Sheng was quite surprised.

nXu Yaoguang did not say much, but he unknowingly glanced at Qin Ran.

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nFriday, noon.

nThe scars on Qin Ran’s hand gradually disappeared. Now, she was sitting in the school doctor’s office and doing her homework.

nCheng Mu silently poured a glass of water for her and asked carefully, “Miss Qin, do you want to eat something?”

nHe had a very respectful attitude.

nAlthough Cheng Mu did not speak in the past or show his true feelings in front of Qin Ran, he was extremely dissatisfied with her deep inside.

nAt this time, there was a clear difference in attitude.

nQin Ran was sitting crossed-legged. She turned over a page, lifted her pen to write something, and replied casually, “No.”

nCheng Mu immediately stepped aside to avoid disturbing her.

nDue to the rehearsal program, there were no lessons in the afternoon. Qin Ran did school practices for two hours before starting to pack her things.

nCheng Juan half-leaned on the sofa as he spoke to Lu Zhaoying in a soft voice. Neither of them looked very pleasant.

nQin Ran was doing her exercises at a table not far away from them. Today, she wore a school uniform coat and a red and black checkered T-shirt. She occasionally frowned but looked lively overall.

nSometimes, when they glanced at her, she seemed quite cheerful.

nThis made the atmosphere of the school doctor’s office very relaxed.

nCheng Juan, who had been paying attention to this, squinted as he looked at her. “Don’t you have lessons this afternoon?”

n“There’s a rehearsal. Lin Siran wants me to watch their performance.” After packing her things, Qin Ran stood up. “It won’t take too long. I’ll be back in half an hour.”

n“Ok.” Only then did Cheng Juan nod and respond slowly. He leaned back again and his eyes fell on her right hand. “Don’t do too much hard work for them. Even though your hand is fine, you need two weeks of rest.”

nQin Ran did not turn back. She only waved in passing as she left.

nLu Zhaoying could not help but laugh. “What a cold girl!”

nLu Zhaoying paused, grabbed a pen, and look at Cheng Juan again. After some thought, he asked again, “Master Juan, Qin Ran could move her hand long ago. Why are you so worried?”

nCheng Mu nodded ferociously in his heart.

nNot to mention, she was left-handed. Furthermore, even if she was not left-handed, her scars were about to disappear soon.

nCheng Juan glanced at the two of them with a calm expression. Even his tone was lax. “Do you know why I am Master Juan and you two aren’t?”

n“Why?” The two of them asked instinctively.

n“That’s because your IQ is low.” Cheng Juan held the file holder with his long fingers and said politely.

nBoth of them were speechless.

n**

nFirst Middle School’s hall.

nThe hall was very big and could accommodate about a thousand people.

nIt was so noisy, it was as if there was a guard of honor conducting a ceremony in her head.

nWhen Qin Ran entered the hall, she felt very tensed and her entire body felt like it was in low atmospheric pressure.

nJust as she was about to take out her phone to look for Lin Siran, Qiao Sheng patted her shoulder with his phone. As the hall was very noisy, he instinctively raised his voice. “Lin Siran and the others are still in the line. She asked me to take you to the small hall.”

nAfter knowing each other for a long time, he and Lin Siran knew that Qin Ran was afraid of noisy places. She would turn cold when there were many people.

nThe small hall was separated by a door.

nUnder normal circumstances, there were few people inside. At this time, Qin Yu was authorized to practice her violin in it.

nWhen Qin Ran went in, Qin Yu was not practicing a new song but her performance song.

nAfter listening to more new songs, Qin Yu’s performances had been dull for a long time.

nXu Yaoguang listened to her very seriously. When Qin Ran walked in, he subconsciously looked at her.

nQiao Sheng whispered to him and Xu Yaoguang responded softly. He was now distracted and not paying as much attention to the violin as before.

nQin Yu’s expression darkened as she had always been paying attention to Xu Yaoguang’s reaction.

nQin Yu’s violin playing was not bad and was more advanced than the average violinist.

n“Qin Yu is not bad and her playing is quite nice.” Qiao Sheng whispered in her ear.

nQin Ran acknowledged him. “She’s still on the amateur side, but she truly has potential.”

nXu Yaoguang saw that Qiao Sheng and Qin Ran seemed to be paying attention to her playing and could not help but whisper. “She’s playing double harmonics now. There are not many people her age who can do that…”

nQiao Sheng was not really focused and scratched his head. “I think it’s not much different from what she was playing just now.”

nQin Ran also casually remarked. “It’s average. Not smooth enough.”

nQin Yu heard Qin Ran and Qiao Sheng’s words just after she stopped and pursed her lips. Finally, she could no longer hold it in. “Do you understand what is double harmonics or left-hand pizzicato? How about you two understand these terms before criticizing my playing? I don’t need amateurs to evaluate my playing. Young Master Xu, they are so noisy that I can’t concentrate. Please ask them to leave immediately.”

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