It's all his fault for being an artist!

Chapter 23 Li Xixi, tutoring, changing seats

"Mu Ziling, how did you feel about the math exam you just took? Were you able to understand it?"

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After returning to high school from the art studio, she obediently dyed her hair back to black, except for her high ponytail.

The hair tie has a surprisingly simple color, a plain fuchsia, without any small patterns or emblems.

Cheng Wang was quite disappointed.

pity.

It seems she doesn't want to exchange ideas with this math whiz.

Could it be that kings do not meet, avoiding my sharp edge?

As dusk approached, only one evening self-study session remained for Qiuzhen Experiments.

Fortunately, I didn't run into math self-study today, but rather a relatively gentle Chinese teacher; otherwise, a fierce battle would have been inevitable.

After she finishes going over the test paper, she leaves enough time for students to complete their homework in advance.

fine!

There are still 6 months until the college entrance exam!

Shanghai's college entrance examination in mathematics is the only one in the country that allows students to bring Casio calculators into the examination room.

In the remaining time, even if you don't understand math, mastering the calculator will at least prevent you from becoming too unbalanced in your studies.

In my past life, I had just finished the joint entrance exam, and my math level might not have been higher than it is now.

cough cough.

Information gap, it's all about information gap.

Others don't know how many points I scored in my past life, so how can that not count?

He sat back down in his original spot, feeling rather annoyed.

Snapped!

A notebook, covered in cute fruit stickers, sat on the table, right in Cheng Wang's line of sight.

"Do you have time? Come with me to find the homeroom teacher and we can switch seats."

The voice was quite pleasant, and the tone carried a hint of certainty.

Cheng Wang raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound.

The girl's face came into view.

The simple school uniform couldn't hide her youthful radiance; she was tall and slender, and her cheeks were flushed slightly from the cold.

With a prominent nose, rosy lips, and short hair that falls slightly past her shoulders, she exudes a refreshing and capable aura, showcasing her exceptional abilities.

Mu Ziling is 1.68 meters tall with a well-proportioned and slender figure, while this girl seems to be even taller, at least 1.7 meters.

Compared to the former, who possessed the charm of Jiangnan and spoke softly and sweetly like a gentle girl, the latter was much more mature.

His pointed canine teeth are particularly eye-catching, exuding confidence and vitality.

Maturity in every sense of the word.

Li Xixi, the class monitor of Class 2, Grade 12.

Cheng Wang remembered her name.

If we were to say that Mu Ziling is undoubtedly the best in the art studio, then...

So, this is a key high school in the district.

Li Xixi has consistently ranked first in academic performance, making her a figure of equal standing.

However, compared to these kinds of deeds right before our eyes...

In Cheng Wang's mind, however, came up a series of memories that even the other party himself was unaware of.

"This is some basic knowledge I compiled before. I did it while reviewing the questions I got wrong, so it should be helpful to you."

He did not respond.

Li Xixi's eyes darted around as she added, "We can go to the homeroom teacher and ask them to move your seat next to mine."

Cheng Wang snapped out of his daze, paused for a moment, and quickly retorted, "Aren't you afraid you won't be able to teach me my lessons?"

"How could that be? You're perfectly clear-headed."

The girl's expression visibly relaxed for some reason, and a hint of smugness appeared on her smile.

immediately.

Li Xixi, as if belatedly realizing something, exclaimed "Eh!" in surprise.

"I haven't even told you yet, how did you know?"

Can I tell you?

Cheng Wang smiled without saying a word as he faced the slightly arrogant girl in front of him.

How should I describe my impression of Li Xixi?

If he had to make a comparison, he thought he was very similar to Ma Xiaotiao and Lu Manman from Ms. Yang Hongying's novel.

A pair of bickering lovers?

Not very accurate.

In short, one is a troublemaker who causes a lot of problems, while the other acts as a good helper to the teacher and a good class monitor, so there is a serious contradiction in their positions.

Even he himself couldn't understand when he had offended Li Xixi, who was always targeting him and causing trouble.

It's just skipping class to play basketball, right?

Why take it so seriously!

That being said, when Cheng Wang recalled his high school days, he didn't necessarily dislike her that much; in fact, he was proud of it and enjoyed it immensely.

It was a repetitive behavior that, from today's perspective, seemed incredibly childish.

High school graduation.

Li Xixi lived up to the expectations of her teachers and was admitted to the Wujiaochang University Town, which is the best university in the city.

He was the only one in the entire high school.

The proportion of students from the eight major art academies is even greater than that of students from art studios.

Cheng Wang's first change of opinion about Li Xixi occurred after this period of time.

Shedding her unsightly school uniform, her already charming face was enhanced with light makeup.

Li Xixi's transformation is not solely due to her appearance.

I don't know when it started.

She would start arranging to meet Cheng Wang outside the school gate, using the excuse that their schools were close together, to find some everyday moments that had never happened before.

There were no thefts or snitching, no bad students or class monitors.

Sometimes, you don't even need a plan; you just do things spontaneously.

Li Xixi spends an entire afternoon sitting in a library, preparing for her postgraduate entrance exam, while idly scrolling through her phone.

There seems to be some reason behind it all.

But it wasn't until my senior year of college that I realized this.

I gradually became busy looking for a suitable internship and took the initiative to leave this life that had lasted for many years.

The reason for this was never revealed.

Cheng Wang didn't remember that such a scene had happened after he returned to high school.

That question about changing seats broke the cage of memory, finally bringing the past to the surface.

Back then, in order to maintain the "bad temper" persona, I didn't think deeply about what the hidden meaning was behind the seemingly meaningless act of changing seats.

Um--

The regrets left over from before my rebirth seem to be more than I imagined.

Cheng Wang replied, "That's great. It's a pity you chose physics, so history won't be of much help. But for Chinese, math, and English, we'll have to trouble Squad Leader Li."

Li Xixi immediately smiled, her bright eyes and white teeth radiating warmth and charm.

"It's okay, my junior high classmate from the next class is the history class representative, I can ask her for help."

Cheng Wang deliberately said, "Sure, give me her QQ number. If I don't understand something, I'll ask her later."

"That won't do!"

"You won't let me study?"

"Uh..." Li Xixi hurriedly tried to cover it up:

"You shouldn't use your phone too often before the college entrance exam, as it's easy to get distracted and waste time on useless things."

"Besides, she's a top student, and she's very busy with her homework when she gets home. If she needs tutoring, I'll talk to her about the time beforehand."

"Alright."

Cheng Wang spread his hands, indicating that he was fine with anything.

The class monitor persuaded them by offering to help art students with their studies, and this reason was quickly approved by the homeroom teacher.

Their homeroom teacher, who also teaches Chinese, is surnamed Chen.

Among the main course teachers, he looks the youngest, but he is actually around 40 years old.

"Hey, class monitor, your recent mock exam scores were excellent, ranking in the top 30 in the district both times. Have you considered applying for early admission?"

Teacher Chen called out to the two women, whose pretty faces were secretly pleased, as they were about to leave the office.

Li Xixi pondered for a moment and answered seriously, "There are relatively few majors in the early admission batch. I've looked at the admission lists from previous years, and none of them are the majors I want. I'll probably wait until summer."

"Okay, then just focus on English for the spring exam. Don't neglect Chinese or English either; don't let helping your classmates affect your own studies."

Cheng Wang chuckled and patted his chest, "Don't worry, Teacher Chen. I'll have to start over from the first year of high school. The class monitor will probably find my questions as easy as drinking soup."

"Oh, come on, help me out, you're getting all proud of this." Teacher Chen rolled her eyes, thought for a moment, and then asked:

"Cheng Wang, are you and Mu Ziling studying art in the same place?"

"Yes."

"Okay then, Cheng Wang is tall, and if he sits in the front, it will affect the students behind him from seeing the blackboard. You can sit behind Li Xixi in a while."

Cheng Wang nodded: "Okay, teacher."

Li Xixi frowned slightly, feeling that something was not quite right.

Followed by.

She then heard Teacher Chen continue, "The two art students in the class should have similar foundations. If they help each other, they should learn faster."

"Thank you for your hard work, class monitor. Please also tell Mu Ziling to move next to you."

"Huh!?"