High School Belle Fell in Love with Me-Chapter 32: Questions Beyond the Syllabus Won’t Be Tested on the College Entrance Exam

Chapter 32: Chapter 32: Questions Beyond the Syllabus Won’t Be Tested on the College Entrance Exam

Xiaxia leaned against the headboard, her delicate legs slightly arched, as she stared at the screen with a gaze that seemed to emit a palpable light.

Li Yang finally replied to her.

How much is a song worth? It depends on the person.

If it’s a lyricist often used by Jay Chou, each character is worth eight thousand yuan, and the lyrics of a song could be worth millions.

But for someone with no fame, if someone appreciates the work, they might give a few thousand or thirty to fifty thousand; if they don’t appreciate it, even fifty yuan seems too much.

Thinking you write well is useless; every creator thinks their work is good.

She immediately said, "What my husband writes must be worth a lot."

Li Yang: "How much can it be sold for?"

"In my heart, it is a priceless treasure. Even if I’m asked to pay ten million for it, I wouldn’t refuse. In fact, I’d feel it’s worth it."

Li Yang: "Then sell it to you?"

"[Aggrieved], I really want to buy it. Husband, wait a little longer for me. Once I control the company, I’ll give you the money to spend."

Li Yang: "So it’s worth nothing?"

"How could it be? It’s really valuable. I just don’t have that much right now. Why don’t we release the song together? Surely, we can earn ten million. If not, I’ll make up the difference for you."

Li Yang: "Forget it, let’s sleep."

"Husband, let me sing it to you..."

"Husband..."

Xiaxia looked at her phone, not too disappointed.

At least Li Yang talked to her today, although Li Yang wants to make money and she doesn’t want to give it now.

Although the company’s shares can’t be sold now, she still has millions in spending money and can afford it.

If she had mentioned a few thousand, Li Yang would have definitely sold it.

Just then, Yang Shanshan walked in while blow-drying her hair, wearing a spaghetti strap nightgown.

"Miss Bai, I didn’t realize you were such a lovesick fool. He ignored you for days, why not just block him and move on?"

She had seen the messages Xiaxia sent to Li Yang, they were so humble.

Yet the guy didn’t even give her the time of day.

Xiaxia chuckled and said, "The harder someone is to pursue, the more worthy they are."

Yang Shanshan: "???

What kind of logic is that?

So being a simp is the way to go?

"Why not just reveal your identity? How many men in the world could refuse you?"

"He already knows."

"Huh? Refusing a billionaire, 32D rich woman like you?"

Yang Shanshan herself would shamelessly stick around for tens of thousands of yuan, so it’s hard to imagine anyone refusing Xiaxia after she reveals her identity.

With Xiaxia’s face and figure, being rejected is quite absurd.

Xiaxia explained, "He’s only eighteen."

"What’s wrong with eighteen? Even at eight, one knows how good money is. You throw tens of thousands, anyone would come crawling."

After finishing drying her hair, Yang Shanshan leapt onto the bed and snuggled up to Xiaxia.

Xiaxia quickly moved away, only for Yang Shanshan to say, "Let me touch... It’s been years, I miss it."

"No, no! This is reserved for my husband."

"Then bring him here."

Yang Shanshan, unable to touch, felt a bit disappointed.

Xiaxia chuckled and said, "Why bring him over so hastily? We just met. I’ll try collaborating on a few songs with him first, play games for a while, and cultivate the relationship. You can’t rush into dating."

Yang Shanshan rolled her eyes, "Who’s the one going on about ’husband’ like you want to throw yourself across the screen, and now you’re talking about being reserved? Are you sick?"

"It’s different. He doesn’t depend on me yet. If I give him everything, he won’t realize how important I am, and in the future, he might not always treat me well. I’ve already found out, he’s not optimistic about college entrance, and his family is not well off. Once he slowly realizes the importance of a rich woman like me, things will get much simpler."

Yang Shanshan was getting a headache from listening.

She directly said, "Why make things so complicated? Anyway, you’re rich, get him first and enjoy it, if necessary, just replace him later, aren’t there plenty of boyfriends?"

"There are plenty of boyfriends, but there’s only one Aviation Road champ."

Xiaxia has already sensed Li Yang’s desire for money, just always pretending to be aloof.

As long as he actively communicates, with his skills, it’s too easy to captivate her.

"What’s this Aviation Road champ? I’ve met many people and haven’t heard of anyone daring to touch that area... Are all high school students so bold now?"

"Hehe, come on, let’s play a game!"

"I’m really not interested in your crappy game!"

"But that’s a fifty thousand monthly salary..."

"Yes, my dear boss, I think I never understood myself correctly before; actually, I’m an internet-addicted girl..."

"No, no, call me boss-lady."

"Huh?"

"The boss is Li Yang!"

...

Dou Ying was tidying Jiang Banxia’s room.

There wasn’t much to tidy up, just preparing to take two sets of clothes to her.

Then, she found a phone amidst some messy clothes.

This was not Jiang Banxia’s original phone; she had given Jiang Banxia a 5S last year, which Jiang Yaoting had taken away.

She turned it on, unlocked it...

She knew Jiang Banxia’s unlock password—it was her own birthday.

There weren’t many apps on the phone, just one for Penguin.

She immediately guessed that Jiang Banxia was using this phone to secretly contact someone.

Her subconscious opened QQ, but she quickly realized this wasn’t right and returned to the home screen.

She felt uncomfortable. Even if Jiang Banxia was really dating, it shouldn’t force her into this situation.

It just made her afraid to share anything with the family, even if she was wronged outside, fearing the family’s criticism.

She could imagine that if Jiang Banxia was bullied after dating and went home to tell, Jiang Yaoting would be even angrier and might scold her: isn’t it all her own doing?

The act of hiding the phone also showed how sensitive Jiang Banxia was.

Jiang Yaoting’s voice called out: "Are the clothes packed yet? It’s getting late."

"Almost done."

Dou Ying turned off the phone, tucked it back into the pile of clothes, then packed it into a bag.

She had no interest in invading Jiang Banxia’s privacy unless Jiang Banxia wanted to talk about it.

Otherwise, what good would snooping do? It would only prove how much the child is hiding from you, making the sense of distance from the child even greater, creating a psychological gap.

She handed the bag to Jiang Yaoting and said, "Hurry up and take it over."

Jiang Yaoting glanced at it and said, "No need to take so much. I’ll have her come back tomorrow."

He then prepared to take some clothes out of the bag.

Dou Ying quickly covered the bag and said, "I worked hard to pack this. Don’t mess it up. Besides, how do you know what Xiaxia needs? These I’ve specifically matched. They’re not heavy in the car, were you hoping to save oil money to get rich?"

"Alright, alright, you’ve been busy all day, go get some rest."

"Okay."

After sending Jiang Yaoting off, Dou Ying didn’t go to the bedroom but sat at Jiang Banxia’s desk, looking at a problem Jiang Banxia hadn’t finished.

The problem was a bit complicated, but she understood it at a glance.

But whether she understood wasn’t important; what mattered was how she could make Jiang Banxia understand it.

The knowledge involved here would certainly be beyond high school scope. If she bluntly explained the concepts, it wouldn’t be easy to grasp.

Any difficult problem is actually a fusion of countless simple concepts.

Even university courses extend from what’s learned in elementary to high school.

Extending learning makes it easier to understand; otherwise, why isn’t calculus taught directly?

Similarly, if she directly mentioned the floor function involved in the problem, Jiang Banxia would understand at most thirty or forty percent. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

She decided to first look at Jiang Banxia’s thought process and from that formulate an easier way for her to understand.

Over forty minutes later, Jiang Yaoting returned.

Noticing Jiang Banxia’s room light still on, he approached.

"It’s almost midnight, why aren’t you sleeping yet?"

"Just a bit more..."

At this point, Jiang Yaoting had already come over, glanced and said, "Such out-of-syllabus problems won’t be on the college entrance exam."