When Will My Childhood Sweetheart Marry Me?-Chapter 98 - 0: Can You Come Watch Me Play Ball?

Chapter 98: Chapter 098: Can You Come Watch Me Play Ball?

There was a monthly exam tomorrow, so Jiang Shuyao planned to go to bed early tonight. She walked out of the elevator and immediately pulled out her keys to open her door, not even giving a proper glance to the person behind her.

Pei Yan leaned lazily against the wall, watching the girl fumble with the door for quite a while without success, and reminded her with amusement, "You’ve got the wrong key."

Jiang Shuyao looked down.

Her expression froze.

The key in her hand was to the door across from hers. She usually didn’t pay close attention to the key before opening the door, relying entirely on touch.

The auntie had already left after preparing dinner, leaving the house quiet and empty.

It was only when Jiang Shuyao was changing her shoes that she realized the person hadn’t followed her in but had gone back to his own home.

She gently turned her head to look at the door across from her, then silently pulled out her phone to type a string of periods into WeChat.

Two seconds later, with a click, the door behind her opened.

Pei Yan, having changed into a pair of slippers, walked over lazily and leaned in the doorway, looking down at the girl squatting on the floor, and asked, "How have you arranged your Sports and Microcomputer classes on Friday?"

"There’s no special arrangement," Jiang Shuyao stood up straight, put down her backpack, and answered without a trace of emotion on her face.

The young man chuckled, "Good student, how about you use those two self-study periods to come watch me play basketball?"

Everyone was looking forward to the basketball game, except for Jiang Shuyao, who was completely uninterested.

She could use that time to do extra problems.

She admitted she was boring, but that was the fact.

The ironclad expression on the girl’s face made Pei Yan’s teeth itch with annoyance. After a stalemate, he had no choice but to retreat and ask for the next best thing.

"Then just half an hour, that’s my limit, can’t be any less."

Jiang Shuyao inexplicably smiled.

She thought that besides his temper, he might also have developed OCD.

But the object of his compulsion was not himself, it was others.

From the beginning to the end, she hadn’t considered going to see his game. He was like a ticking time bomb; there would be so many people on game day, she had to keep her distance.

However, Jiang Shuyao wisely did not reject him outright this time.

She glanced at the young man and gave a vague reply, "I’ll try to make time, but I can’t rule out that something might come up during."

Damn it.

Just letting her watch a game was harder than scaling the heavens.

Pei Yan felt increasingly incompetent; in the past, the girl never turned her nose up at him, never raised her voice at him, and used to sweetly call him "Brother Yan."

Now, however, she seemed to frown upon him every day, playing the victim if he was a bit harsh and as cold as ice if he was normal.

In this whole wide world, which childhood sweetheart was as spineless as him?

Jiang Shuyao could never have imagined that in just a few short seconds, someone could generate such a complex train of thought. She gave him a light glance and began to hint that he should leave.

"Go back quickly; I need to study."

Pei Yan asked with a lazy smile, "Aren’t you going to eat?"

As if she didn’t eat, she’d completely forgotten about him too.

Jiang Shuyao then remembered that the auntie had left food in the kitchen before leaving, but she didn’t have much of an appetite for the moment.

She thought for a moment and then suggested, "You have a pot at home, take the porridge back and heat it up yourself, then clean the bowl, and bring it over early tomorrow."

The girl spoke in a straightforward manner without any fluctuation.

The smile in Pei Yan’s eyes faded, and his tone was cold, "I don’t know how to reheat food, and I don’t do dishes."

"..."

Jiang Shuyao stared at him incredulously, as if looking at a monster.

After a moment, she calmed down.

She asked seriously, "Then what’s the point of your kitchen?"

Pei Yan stood there like a stake, gazing down at her: "It’s for you to make me fried rice with eggs."

As if the young master, who had never lacked for anything, only ever craved her fried rice with eggs.

It didn’t even taste good, in her opinion.

Jiang Shuyao resignedly turned her head and got up to go into the kitchen.

...

As the basketball league drew closer, Yunzhong High seemed to enter a state of near-universal restlessness these past two days.

Outside, the buzz of discussion was incessant, while the Grade 12 monthly exam still proceeded in an orderly fashion.

After the exam, when comparing answers, some wore faces of worry, others were all smiles.

What goes around comes around; this time, Tang Xing had an unfortunate start, filling in the English exam answer sheet incorrectly, and looked as listless as one dead.

Tang Xing was worried because, in Class 6, the seating arrangement was determined by each month’s exam results, with students choosing their seats in order from first to last.

Last time, her ranking was high, and she had made plans with Yaoyao in advance so that they wouldn’t be separated no matter what.

But this time, she filled in the answer sheet incorrectly, her English was a disaster, and her class ranking was sure to plummet.

Looking around Class 6, so many people wanted to be desk mates with the top student in the grade.

By the time it was her turn to choose, I’m afraid the dish would be cold and unappetizing.

Jiang Shuyao comforted her and patted her on the head, "Things might not be as bad as you think. Just relax a bit, and make sure to check your answer sheet carefully during the last exam. Don’t panic."

Tang Xing looked at her with a pitiful face, like a little woman full of grievances.

"Yaoyao, do we still stand a chance?"

Jiang Shuyao couldn’t help but laugh and nod, "Of course, I’ll wait for you."

With her words, Tang Xing felt a lot better.

After the math exam in the afternoon, they had two evening self-study sessions in a row.

Although she had messed up in English, her performance in chemistry was unexpectedly outstanding.

All evening, Tang Xing felt revitalized.

To everyone’s surprise, the results for this month’s exams were released very quickly. The ranking chart for the science classes was freshly posted after the morning exercises the following day.

After reviewing the rankings, everyone was shocked, and Class 6 was in an uproar.

Their undefeated legend had been unseated by a transfer student.

Jiang Shuyao took first place with a score three points higher.

And Lu Chen only got second.

Three points, just the difference of one multiple-choice question, perhaps.

Some even wondered whether the class captain had misread the answer sheet, or if it wasn’t properly filled in and the computer hadn’t registered it.

As people speculated wildly, the person in question remained as calm as an outsider.

It wasn’t until the class teacher started the process of choosing seats according to rank that things kicked off.

Jiang Shuyao, out of sentiment, naturally chose her former seat.

Next up was Lu Chen.

He made another unexpected move, going straight for the seat beside Jiang Shuyao.

In other words, right at Tang Xing’s old haunt, which she desperately didn’t want to give up.

On the podium, Yu Zhengqing raised an eyebrow slightly.

He probably hadn’t expected that Lu Chen, after facing a setback, would choose to sit beside his rival.

Ha, quite bold indeed, true to his stature as the chief of the class.

Meanwhile, Tang Xing rolled her eyes so hard she nearly dropped dead on the spot.

What kind of act was the class captain pulling?

How had she failed to see through it?

He must be joking with her.

Seriously... you can guard against a thief during the day, but it’s hard to guard against one within your own home!

Furious!

Tang Xing took several deep breaths, struggling to regain her composure.

Her eyes glued to Lu Captain, she looked as if she wanted to bore holes into him.

Equally surprised was Jiang Shuyao.

Receiving the girl’s astonished gaze, Lu Chen gave his explanation, "To know your enemy as well as yourself, only then can you win the next round."

Her: "..."

Such pettiness from the grand Lu Captain, over just three points?

It might really have been a mistake on his answer sheet.

Thankfully, Tang Xing’s ranking wasn’t too far behind. When it was her turn to pick a seat, she didn’t hesitate for a second and aimed straight for the spot diagonally behind Jiang Shuyao, diving for it.

Her presence was so forceful it left everyone else stunned.

After sitting down, Tang Xing let out a long breath.

Although she couldn’t be desk mates with Yaoyao, the strategic advantage of this location was pretty good too.

In front was the chemistry class representative, and diagonally in front was the top student of the grade.

Perfect.

Mom doesn’t have to worry about my chemistry anymore.