High School Belle Fell in Love with Me-Chapter 39: Master Jiang’s Love Letter

To Li Yang, the period from August this year to May next year is his only chance to accumulate capital.

After all, the major market trends he can participate in are just a few limited waves.

Just because he understands the data doesn’t mean he can become a master.

The A-share market is like an empire’s graveyard, much like basketball fever where everyone claims their skills are nearing NBA level, but in reality, only half-court dunks, full-court dunks, ordinary people are of no use here.

He has to invite Elder Qiao.

Yes, that’s Qiao Feng.

What does he count for!

Even with hacks, it takes several waves of markets to possibly earn a fortune in the range of tens of millions to billions, while those who can achieve that without hacks can only be called impressive!

Although he also knows quite a lot of minor market data, that stuff is unreliable, and just casually getting involved might cause a butterfly effect.

There are quite a few other industries, but none are stable money-makers.

Things like selling masks, hoarding medicine, could end up with you rotting in jail.

Stock trading is still the best, everyone is at the gambling table, whoever loses or wins has to accept it.

After Xue Ning came back around 8 p.m., he left.

Sleeping on the sofa is pointless, he has fifty-three days left to unseal confinement, and by then, whether in a king-size room or a themed room, he could very well try.

Back at the dormitory, those four guys haven’t returned from self-study yet, so he wrote out two test papers again.

Whether right or wrong is not important, leaving a mark is important.

Otherwise, with just over ten days left, where could he finish brushing through several sets of review materials? Even completing half a set is difficult.

It’s just like going to the police station, if you say you’ve done half a set and got caught, nobody would believe you.

Flipping through it, he suddenly noticed something amiss; there was a note slipped into the review materials.

Upon opening it, he was shocked.

[To the one who vows to turn things around in one month for the college exam, the brother of Aviation Road, Mr. Li Yang:

Seeing this letter as if you were face to face, when you open this page, it means this letter has found its significance; if you don’t open it, I will withdraw it tomorrow, thank you for giving life to this letter.

Your determination moves me, your execution impresses me, you seem to be the only one going against the flow, just like what you once said, fighting the whole world.

Compared to me, plain and ordinary...]

Li Yang: "..."

Plain and ordinary Jiang Banxia?

Girl, what are you thinking?

Undoubtedly, this is a love letter, a love letter with Jiang Banxia’s personal romantic touch.

The final closing remarks were about hope to conquer the college exam hand in hand, signed by Xiaxia.

Hmm, he felt it could be read as a model essay.

After reading, he immediately took out his phone and sent a message to Jiang Banxia.

"What did you slip into the review materials?"

Jiang Banxia quickly replied: "A love letter duh."

"What era is this, how can someone still do something so old-fashioned?"

"Hehe."

"Hehe, your head."

"Master Li, could you tell me what love is?"

Li Yang thought for a while, "Lu Xun once said, love is a wheat field without turning back, you can pick a wheat spike at any time."

"Lu Xun never said that."

"Then it was Wu Chengen."

"...Let me tell you a little secret, during the college exam essay, you can fabricate quotes from famous people, and it’s best to use them at the beginning, but don’t make them too outrageous, it’s best if they match the theme. For example, if the essay theme is family affection, you can say: Life is a boat, family affection is water. It can carry a boat, or it can sink a boat. Anonymous."

Li Yang glanced and felt it was brilliant.

Since college exam essays, the teachers usually just casually skim through, they can’t possibly read all eight hundred words completely, there’s no time for that.

Basically, it’s the first sentence, the last sentence, checking if it matches the theme.

"Is this why you score high in essay exams?"

"No, no, mainly because my handwriting is prettier, better than Master Li’s. Pigeon, pigeon..."

Li Yang put away the love letter, hurried to shower while the roommates hadn’t returned, and then went to bed.

Those four would definitely stay up late playing cards.

...

On the Tuesday of the third week, thirteen days remain until the college entrance exam.

In the morning, after coming out from the cafeteria, you can see some students more nervous than usual, while most have already relaxed.

Unless they violate a principal issue, even the teachers rarely interfere.

More and more classmates began exchanging yearbooks.

Wu Tianqi asked him several times to play basketball, but he didn’t agree.

Bai Qing continued to send him messages as usual, calling him husband, showing endless patience.

And when he brought breakfast to Jiang Banxia, Jiang Banxia immediately said: "Today, no returning the love letter!"

"Haha, I’m keeping it as a model essay, not returning it for now. But just like Lu Xun said, love has no room for retreat, so you must choose the plumpest wheat spike carefully and carry it to the finish line, otherwise you’ll have many regrets."

"Lu Xun really didn’t say that."

"Then it’s me who said it!"

"Haha..."

Li Yang sat down and started distributing breakfast. He now has retrieved most of his high school knowledge.

Even with his current state, taking an impromptu exam without knowing the answers, he could confidently score four hundred.

Using sixteen days, it’s inseparable from doing over ten thousand questions, and it’s closely related to Jiang Banxia’s detailed explanations.

While eating, Jiang Banxia asked while munching, "Master Li, have you been to the skating rink?"

Li Yang looked up, "Why? Want to unlock the skating achievement?"

Jiang Banxia nodded fiercely.

Li Yang counted, "Going to the bar, writing love letters, skating, what do you want to unlock next?"

"Skipping class, getting a hairstyle, staying overnight at the internet cafe, clubbing... umm, falling in love..."

"Why are you so interested in these things?"

Li Yang didn’t understand; Jiang Banxia should be very averse to these things.

Jiang Banxia seriously said, "Because I haven’t experienced them, I just want to try."

"Then you should know some of these things carry risks, aren’t you afraid of something happening at a bar? Aren’t you afraid of something happening while clubbing? You should’ve seen news about this kind of thing right?"

"I’ve seen it, but aren’t you here?"

Li Yang joked, "Perhaps I’m the type who gets girls drunk and takes them to a hotel?"

Jiang Banxia fell silent.

Li Yang continued, "Actually, I’m a lustful guy too; I look at your waist, your face, even your chest. When I first saw you, I also wanted to sleep with you."

"Are you saying these things to make me give up on those thoughts?"

When Jiang Banxia said this, her mood sank significantly.

Li Yang seriously asked, "Do you want to experience this purely because you like it or is it to prove something?"

Jiang Banxia looked up, "Hmm?"

But soon, she bowed her head, speaking in a low tone, "Actually, it’s neither; I just feel being a good student hasn’t brought me any benefits, yet you, everyone’s bad student, live so happily."

Li Yang countered, "How do you know I’m happy?"

"Isn’t being carefree happiness?"

"That’s just superficial carefreeness. You don’t know how many times my parents have scolded me for skipping class, you don’t know that I hardly have any money, not even willing to take a taxi, constantly rushing from one place to another, you also don’t know my clothes cost just a few dollars for each piece, or that I scavenge for second-hand goods from others. And when spending winter nights at the internet cafe, not even willing to eat a cup of instant noodles, the next morning going out feeling freezing like a fool."

Jiang Banxia said, "Well, being a good student is the same too. I always thought listening to my parents would make them harmonious, but they never cared about my views. Since I was little, my parents started arguing; I always thought it was because I wasn’t studying seriously enough.

Actually, I’m not that smart; my elementary school grades were poor. But the number of questions I’ve done might be more than the whole class combined over the years.

I wanted my parents to reconcile, but my mom still left. My dad only cares about my studies, nothing else.

I thought it was because I wasn’t good enough, if I were good enough, mom would come back. But in the end... my grades improved, and what I got was a stranger aunt...

I still had lucky thoughts, thinking if I were good enough, surely the family would focus on my views and let my dad know I want my biological mom. However... a few days ago, he told me I have another younger brother, and they’ve been hiding it from me for four years...

I’ve never proactively asked them for any toys, hardly eaten snacks either. The courses they arranged for me, I would strive to complete, whether it’s calligraphy or etiquette classes... Actually, those courses irritate me a lot, every time I learn them with gritted teeth.

In their eyes, a good student means no matter what they do, I’ll obediently listen, that’s why parents like good students...

If you don’t like me doing these things, I’ll just listen to you."