103: That Old Scoundrel

That Old Scoundrel

Of course, Qiao Qing had guessed how Lin Xiyan felt. She patted her head. 2

"I didn't intentionally lie to you. Don't be offended. As for your notes - see how useful they've been for Luo Chen?"

She then kicked Luo Chen's chair, "Do you still need those notes?"

"Of course!" Luo Chen turned around and glanced at Lin Xiyan, "Even though Qingqing doesn't need them, I need them! I haven't finished reading them. Once I'm done, I'll return them to you."

Lin Xiyan nodded, "Okay."

Hou Zibin just came back from the bathroom. When he passed by, he instantly teased, "Yo, did bro Luo get injected with Gatorade? You're now the first one to get to class and you've been studying until now. I should've shown you what you were like before. It's like heaven and hell!"

Luo Chen brandished his hand, "Go away! Don't bother me when I'm studying."

Then, he grabbed his exam and turned to Qiao Qing. While biting his pen, he said, "Qingqing, how do we do this question? Can you teach me?"

Qiao Qing took over the exam. After she glanced over the questions, she began to teach him how to solve it.

After a short lesson, she found Luo Chen to be staring at her intently. 

Qiao Qing paused, "What is it?"

Luo Chen's tone was a little bitter, "Qingqing, what if I don't get into the Capital City University? I want to go to the same school as you."

Qiao Qing's lips quivered, "We can chat after you go through Xiyan's notes."

"Oh," Luo Chen answered. His mood still wasn't great.

After two classes, it was time for afternoon recess. 

Qiao Qing tapped Luo Chen and handed him a piece of A4 paper, "Do this today. Whatever you cannot solve, you can ask me tomorrow."

Luo Chen took over the paper and saw a page full of beautifully written words. His eyes brightened, "Qingqing, are you helping me find sample problems?"

Qiao Qing lowered her head to read her book and ignored him. 

After knowing her for so long, Luo Chen now knows that her silence means her admittance. 

"Qingqing, you are so great!"

Luo Chen couldn't help but be excited. If it weren't for the desk between them, he would've gone up and hugged her. 

All the other students heard the commotion here and all stared at the A4 paper in his hand with hunger. 

When Luo Chen realized this, he hugged onto the paper and frowned, "What are you all looking at? Qingqing gave this to me!"

Just then, a person came up to the door, "Qiao Qing, someone's looking for you."

Qiao Qing placed down her medical book and walked outside. There, she saw a clean-looking and handsome young man. 

When Ye Fan saw Qiao Qing come out, the light in his eyes flickered on. 

He walked up to her, "Qingqing, can you come to the students' meeting room? When I was playing Go last night, I ran into a problem and I want to ask you for your expertise. 

Then, he suddenly remembered something so he added quickly, "We haven't seen each other for a while. You might've forgotten about me. I'm Ye Fan. See, I have a mole by my left eye. When I smile, my dimples show up."

To prove his identity, he obediently curled his lips. 

Qiao Qing, "...I remember you. Let's go."

Inside the students' meeting room. 

By the time they arrived, Qiao Qing right away saw the set of Go pieces on the table. On top were crisscrossing black and white pieces. 

"This is the setup. I'm black. When I was playing against my grandpa last time, I couldn't figure out what move I should go with next. In the end, I lost."

"But I have practiced again and again and I don't believe I did anything wrong. I'm not sure how I ended up in a dead-end."

Qiao Qing checked out the pieces. Then, she lifted her hand, picked up a black piece, and landed it on a dot. 

After Qiao Qing made her move, Ye Fan analyzed the black and white's position. Immediately, his eyes widened and he felt enlightened.

"So that's where it should go! Qingqing, you are a genius!"

Qiao Qing was basically expressionless. She shoved her hands back into her pockets. If there's nothing else, I will go back first."

"There's something else!" Ye Fan grabbed onto the corner of her shirt, "Qingqing, grandpa said it's been a while since you visited. He misses you."

Qingqing cursed in a low voice. That old scoundrel! 

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