Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat-Chapter 79 - 076 Dependency

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Chapter 79: Chapter 076 Dependency

Chapter 79 -076 Dependency

Because there were so many people at the school entrance, Xie Yanhai sent Xie Lin to a nearby restaurant to secure seats even before Song Jiawen came out. This way, she could immediately go for a meal after finishing her exam.

After three and a half hours of mental labor in the morning, anyone would certainly be tired and hungry.

While that might be true for others, for Song Jiawen… she followed her teacher’s advice, didn’t hand in her paper early after she finished, and thoroughly checked her answers four times. By the time she started her fifth round of checking, she finally heard the invigilator announce the last ten minutes.

Therefore, she was in quite good spirits when she came out and didn’t complain like the other students that this year’s classical Chinese reading and essay writing were very difficult…

Xie Yanhai didn’t ask her how the exam went, and instead took her straight to the restaurant.

After lunch, Xie Yanhai didn’t delay outside and instead told Song Jiawen to go to sleep in the room that Zhou Youming had prepared. She didn’t need to worry about oversleeping; he would come to wake her up when it was time.

Song Jiawen had trouble sleeping, especially in unfamiliar environments, where falling asleep was very difficult.

However, apart from Jiang Yan, nobody knew about this, not even Song Xiwen.

Nonetheless, having a quiet place to rest, for her, was quite rare.

Lying on the bed with her eyes open, the air conditioner hummed, making the room pleasantly cool and very comfortable.

Thoughts of what her sister had said to her alone came to Song Jiawen’s mind, “After your college entrance exam, I will tell you everything you want to know. How I met you when you were three, how I brought you home, and the missing person notice… I won’t hide anything anymore.”

Indeed, she had met Song Xiwen at the age of three.

But….

Lately, Song Jiawen had been recalling more memories, and she seemed to vaguely remember having another sister in her original home.

She couldn’t recall what that person looked like, but when she thought of this person, she felt very uncomfortable in her heart. This was because she faintly remembered being pinched by that sister, pinched on the inner thigh, and it hurt terribly.

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The pain in the memory was so intense, making her repel the intrusion of this person and, as a result, unable to remember her appearance.

This left Song Jiawen very confused. Was that… a biological sister?

If she was a biological sister, why would she treat her like that?

But if not, why would she remember having such a person in her life?

These somewhat painful memories made Song Jiawen somewhat resistant to the soon-to-be-revealed truth about her identity. However, she did not have any plans to seek recognition from her family—not yet, at least. Of course, whether they would acknowledge her was another matter entirely.

The best course of action for now was to finish the college entrance exams before considering the next step.

…..

Yu Hang was always level-headed and appeared more mature than most youths his age.

Thus, Jiang Yan trusted him and wasn’t worried that the following exams would be affected. But, just before entering the examination room, he still patted Yu Hang on the shoulder and gave him a reassuring look.

This matter wouldn’t just be smoothed over so easily.

Yu Hang smiled and, in turn, comforted Jiang Yan, “I’m fine. You just focus on your exam. Don’t forget that Jiawen is counting on you to get into the same school as her.”

After spending months together, Yu Hang realized that Song Jiawen, who wasn’t very talkative, actually relied a little on Jiang Yan. It wasn’t obvious, so perhaps even she hadn’t noticed it herself.

But her eyes clearly held expectation for Jiang Yan every time the topic of attending the same university came up.

Just thinking about Song Jiawen’s devilishly good grades, Yu Hang truly felt anxious for Jiang Yan.

Buddy, you’d better bring your A-game!

That morning’s Chinese listening and comprehension tests made some of the students cry, and in the afternoon came mathematics…

Some students couldn’t help but shed tears halfway through the exam, their sobs silently falling onto their draft papers. Where there was one, soon there was another, and before long, several were weeping in the exam room.

The sound of sniffling was incessant.

Yu Hang scanned the room with frustration, wondering if the exam was really that difficult. It didn’t even seem half as hard as the tests that Jia Wen usually gave them.

As a seasoned math teacher, Mr. Gao believed in pushing his talented students to find out where their limits were. So, every few days, he would present Song Jia Wen with several Olympiad math problems of increasing difficulty.

After Song Jia Wen completed them, Zhu Zhen and Zhu Jin would study her solutions, invariably asking her to explain her methods. Over time, they listened in on her explanations more frequently.

Gradually, all of their math skills improved to some degree.

Therefore, looking at the math paper in front of him, Yu Hang felt it was quite… ordinary; it was challenging, but not overly so.

He completed the test in one pleasant sitting.

After the math exam ended, Yu Hang walked out of the examination room.

At the same time, Liao Chenyu had just stepped out of his exam room, right next to Yu Hang’s, and they nearly entered the hallway together.

The bruise at the corner of Yu Hang’s mouth was still visible, and there was a slight break in the skin on his cheekbone.

He cast a cold, shadowed glance at Liao Chenyu and scoffed before turning to walk away.

However, his look and scoff seemed to ignite something in Liao Chenyu. Did this bottom-feeder still dare to show defiance after a morning of being trampled upon?

Pointing at Yu Hang, he bellowed, “You, stop right there!”

Shouting, he hastened his steps, caught up to Yu Hang, grabbed him by the collar, and slammed him against the wall with a thud, causing the surrounding students to scatter.

“Who the fuck do you think you’re scoffing at, huh? Looking for trouble, are you?”

Liao Chenyu had his fist raised high, but as it was about to strike, several sharp rebukes rang out simultaneously–

“Stop it!”

“What are you doing?”

Liao Chenyu’s fist hung frozen mid-air, his impulsive fury momentarily paused as if someone had hit the mute button. A few seconds later, it dawned on him that the exams had just ended and the teachers were still around, yet here he was, brazenly fighting outside the exam room…

“Liao Chenyu, what do you think you’re doing?”

That’s when Yin Shen pushed through the crowd of onlooking students, pulled away the hand that Liao Chenyu had on Yu Hang’s collar, and loudly accused him, “It’s bad enough you bully the honest students regularly, but today, during the Gaokao, you’re going after someone from another school. It was just an accidental bump into you this morning, and you’ve already hit him. Now you just can’t let it go. What do you want, to let everyone know you’re the school tyrant of Experimental Middle School? To make everyone avoid you?”

His words laid the entire sequence and motive of events bare, turning the gaze of the exam supervisors and the visiting students toward Liao Chenyu with contempt and disgust.

It’s the Gaokao, and this guy still wants to bully someone from another school?

What’s the matter? Students from other schools don’t deserve to take exams at Experimental Middle School?

Not only did the visiting examinees share this sentiment, but it also crossed the minds of several exam proctors from other schools.

One of them had already gone to contact their school’s leadership and teachers, while another looked at the bruise on Yu Hang’s mouth and asked him, “Did he hit you this morning?”

Yu Hang nodded, “Not just him, there were others too.”

The teacher frowned, “Why didn’t you tell a teacher?”

Yu Hang replied earnestly, “I thought today’s the Gaokao after all. I didn’t want to cause any trouble for the teachers. A wet shirt can just be changed at home, but I didn’t expect… he wasn’t done yet.”