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nTranslator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

nWhen Chu Luo arrived at the hospital, Chu Zhengyang was on the phone.

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nChu Luo didn’t interrupt him. She walked in, dragged a chair, sat by the bed, took out a book, and started to revise.

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nAfter Chu Zhengyang ended the call, he looked up and saw Chu Luo reading seriously. He asked subconsciously, “Luoluo, how are your studies lately?”

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nChu Luo didn’t even lift her eyelids. “It’s alright.”

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nChu Zhengyang suddenly felt like he couldn’t continue the conversation, so he carefully sized up Chu Luo.

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nOnly then did he realize that the child from his impression had suddenly grown up. He looked at Chu Luo, who was reading seriously with her head lowered, and suddenly felt a little dazed.

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nChu Luo could feel Chu Zhengyang staring at her, but she didn’t care. She quickly flipped through her revision materials.

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nAfter some time, Chu Zhengyang suddenly asked in a dry voice, “Luoluo, you flipped through the information so quickly. Can you remember what you’ve read?”

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nSpeaking up to this point, he felt that his question was a little redundant. With Chu Luo’s results, it didn’t matter if she flipped through the books fast or not.

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nHe then said in a concerned tone, “Don’t push yourself too hard. It’s okay if you can’t get into a university. Other than Imperial University, Daddy will find a way to get you into any other university if you so wish.”

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nDispleasure flashed across Chu Luo’s eyes. No wonder the original Chu Luo became so depressed and wanted to take her own life after being dealt with a small blow. The original Chu Luo’s family was really a major factor behind that.

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nAfter a long while, she replied in a flat tone, “I know.”

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n…

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nThe atmosphere became inexplicably awkward. Chu Zhengyang didn’t know what to say to Chu Luo.

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nIn the end, he could only shut his mouth and stop talking.

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nNow that the nagging had stopped, Chu Luo was satisfied.

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nAt ten o’clock, Chu Luo’s phone suddenly rang.

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nShe didn’t even realize that her phone was ringing. It was Chu Zhengyang who saw that she wasn’t picking up and told her, “Luoluo, your phone is ringing. Why aren’t you answering it?”

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nChu Luo then retrieved her cell phone from her bag and answered the call.

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n“Hey.”

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n“Chu Luo, you didn’t come to school today!”

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nChu Luo looked at the caller ID with a baffled look. It was an unknown number. The person on the other end of the line was still gnashing his teeth as if she had committed an unpardonable crime by not going to school.

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nChu Luo asked, “Who are you?”

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nThe person on the other end of the line: “…”

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nChu Luo looked at the phone again to make sure the call hadn’t been hung up. She said, “If there’s nothing else, I’ll hang up.”

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nShe was about to hang up.

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nThe person on the other end of the line first took a deep breath before introducing himself through gritted teeth. “I’m Li Tao.”

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nChu Luo: “…”

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nLi Tao asked, “Chu Luo, are you listening?”

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nChu Luo replied, “What is it?”

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nLi Tao: “Why didn’t you come to school today?”

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nChu Luo: “What does that have to do with you?”

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nLi Tao: “…”

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nChu Luo: “…”

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nLi Tao: “I’m hanging up.”

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nLooking at the call that was hung up, Chu Luo frowned. She still felt puzzled.

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nShe put down her phone and prepared to continue revising.

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nChu Zhengyang, who was leaning against the hospital bed and listening to their conversation, finally couldn’t stand it anymore. He asked, “Luoluo, who called you?”

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nChu Luo replied, “The math representative in our class.”

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nChu Zhengyang was silent for a while before he said, “It’s possible that your math representative has something to tell you. Also… it’s good to be taken care of by a fellow classmate with good results.”

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nChu Luo looked up at Chu Zhengyang.

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nChu Zhengyang tried to reason with her. “Luoluo, I don’t expect you to learn much in these two months, but it’s always good to learn more. With a good student looking after you, you can ask him if there’s something you don’t understand.”

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nChu Luo looked at Chu Zhengyang with a wooden face.

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nSeeing her reaction, Chu Zhengyang looked at her in confusion. “Did Daddy say something wrong?”

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nChu Luo was still expressionless. “That’s right.”

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nAfter which, she continued reading her book.

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nChu Zhengyang: “…”

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nChu Zhengyang had injured his waist and could only lie down.

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nChu Luo didn’t need to attend to him though. There was professional care available in the hospital.

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nThe father-and-daughter duo spent the day together awkwardly.

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nAt four in the afternoon, Chu Zhengyang said to Chu Luo with mixed feelings, “Go back to school and study hard. You don’t have to come over anymore. Call me if you need anything.”

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nChu Luo nodded at him, packed up her things, and left.

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nChu Zhengyang looked at the closed door of the ward and felt an indescribable sadness in his heart.

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nA sick person would wish for his family to take care of him, but he could only lie here alone.

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nNot long after Chu Luo had left the ward, two nurses happened to walk along the same path as her.

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nShe heard one of the nurses complain, “I don’t know what kind of big shots the patients in the 1862 VIP ward are. Their bodyguards are all so intimidating. I even have to be careful when I go in to change the patient’s dressing.”

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nThe other nurse answered, “I heard that the patients in that ward were sent over from Hanqing Temple yesterday. The director even personally went to see them. For the director to personally take care of them, their identities must not be ordinary. They might be from the capital.”

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n“Then they’re really unlucky. They came all the way here and encountered a huge explosion.”

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n“Exactly.”

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nThe two of them stopped talking when they were about to turn towards the elevator.

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nChu Luo didn’t mind. She took the elevator down and went back.

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nAfter that, Jiang Siyi didn’t come to school again. Later, Chu Luo heard that she threatened her family with her life, so her parents agreed not to make her come to school before her exams.

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nAfter that night, the “expert” who’d wanted to find trouble with Chu Luo didn’t appear again.

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nChu Luo continued to revise quietly.

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nThe only change was that there was now a boy in the class who kept bugging her for unknown reasons.

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n“Chu Luo, why aren’t you doing these papers!”

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n“Chu Luo, evening self-study time is so precious. If you don’t understand anything, you can discuss it with others. Why do you never attend evening self-study?”

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n“Chu Luo, don’t think that you can be proud just because you’ve mastered mathematics. If you don’t do well in other subjects, you won’t be able to get into a good university all the same.”

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n“Chu Luo, you…”

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nHalf a month passed in the blink of an eye. When everyone saw the countdown turn into 30 days, they realized that there really wasn’t enough time.

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nEveryone was getting more and more stressed, and their nerves were getting more and more tense. Other than when they’re sleeping, everyone was memorizing books even when they ate or went to the toilet.

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nFinally, one day, a girl couldn’t stand this kind of intense revision anymore. She collapsed on her desk and cried.

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n“I can’t take it anymore. I only sleep for four hours every day. I keep memorizing and doing questions, but why isn’t there enough time? Boohoo… I feel like I can’t get into a good university…”

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nMany people felt the same way. At that moment, at least half of the people in the classroom became filled with negative emotions.

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nJust then, a boy sitting in the last row suddenly threw his book on his desk and said, “Screw the college entrance examination. I don’t want to take it anymore.”

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nOnce someone exploded, a few boys followed suit. They stood up and slammed their books.

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n“What are you guys trying to do?” Class Monitor He Jiang stood up and shouted, “If you don’t want to study, then leave. Don’t affect the mood of others.”

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n“Class monitor, what’s the meaning of this?” A tall boy from behind strode up to the class monitor and grabbed his collar. He raised his fist and punched him.

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nInitially, during this period of time, everyone had been suppressing their anger. One small spark was all it took to ignite them. The moment the boy attacked, the class monitor didn’t lose out and quickly retaliated.

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n“Ah…”

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n“D*mn, you broke my book!”

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n“F*ck! Who stepped on my foot!”

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n“Aren’t you guys annoying? You’re distracting me from solving the math questions!”

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nThe fight that was supposed to be between the two of them quickly became a group fight to vent.

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nThere was cheering and screaming…

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nInstantly, the entire Grade 12, Class 4 was in chaos.

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