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    Usually, Song Yan is a strong-willed person who basically does what he says and never breaks his promise.

    But this usually does not include Xia Zhiye.

    Therefore, Xia Zhiye reluctantly put Song Yan on the plane after another day and night without hesitation. Not only did he not get beaten up, he also cheated several kisses without Song Yan reacting.

    And Song Yan didn't realize this at all. When Qin Qing picked him up at the airport and asked him how his birthday was, he just said lightly, "It's okay."

    He said it was okay, but Qin Qing could tell at a glance that it was good, because the haze on the boy's body had obviously been swept away, replaced by a sense of relaxation and pleasure that he didn't even notice himself.

    It is when the person who has come through hardships finally unloads the burden, the kind of relaxed relief that does not need to be embodied and full of expectations for the future that radiates from the inside out.

    It seems that the decision he made before was the right one.

    Whether it's supporting Song Yan and Xia Zhiye's decision to be together, or deciding to tear up their face with Song Minghai and go to court, she feels that she has made the right choice.

    If it was in the past, her gentle and cowardly temperament would definitely choose to live with Song Minghai, but now I see that I finally don't have to be forced to learn piano and fencing French, and I can happily have Song Lele and Song Lele, who have their own childhood, and finally walk away from the haze Song Yan came out, she felt that she could be stronger, fiercer and stronger.

    So she told Song Yan something that might be considered good news: "I have decided to showdown with your father tonight to file for divorce, so don't go home for the next few months, just study hard at school and prepare For the college entrance examination, don't think about anything else, just trust Aunt Tan, okay?"

    Song Yan felt that these things were nothing to think about. Now he just wanted to study hard, take the college entrance examination well, and have a good future with Xia Zhiye, so he promised without any psychological obstacles.

    "But... there is one more thing, Auntie wants to ask your opinion?" When Qin Qing asked this, he smiled gently, "After you divorce your father, Auntie will buy a new house, probably Lele is now It's near the school, it's very big, and there are many rooms, so would you like auntie to move your things over there?"

    Song Yan was stunned for a moment.

    Aunt Tan smiled and said, "I know you don't like a family living together, and I also know that you should live with Xiao Xia, but girls still pay attention to having a family when they get married. When something is unhappy, or when it's a New Year's holiday, there's always a home to go back to."

    Saying that, he seemed to feel too serious, and his smile deepened: "Besides, you also know this kid Lele, I always can't be too strict with him every time, he's just afraid of you, Just listen to your words, if you are gone, he is afraid that the sky will blow up, so I will save you a room and scare him, so you should help auntie."

    Lele is a little naughty and his grades are too poor, but he is definitely a sensible child. Qin Qing said this just to make Song Yan feel that he is needed and needed by this family.

    Song Yan understood everything, everything.

    If it had been in the past, he might have felt that his best choice was to reject the suggestion and stay the most alienated.

    But now he is not as sensible as he used to be, and he feels that sometimes it is not impossible to be greedy and cheeky to grasp those things that he really wants in his heart.

    So he hooked the schoolbag on his shoulder with his right hand, clenched it slightly, and replied, "Well, okay."

    "Come on for the college entrance examination."

    "Well, thank you Aunt Tan."

    The next three months could almost be said to be the hardest three months of Song Yan's entire student life. He worked so hard that Xia Zhiye realized that if the college entrance examination was not over, he would only be a second room in one day, and he would never be able to study. The lost palace.

    Every night study until 2 am, then get up at 6:20, wash up, run and eat, and then show up in the classroom at 6:50 to start a new day of study.

    I gave up any recreational activities, put aside all distracting thoughts, fell asleep when I was so tired, didn’t even have the strength to sleep insomnia, and ate whatever I had to eat.

    Even the calls with Xia Zhiye every weekend are always filled with the last big question in mathematics and physics and the figure of filling in the blanks in English.

    Many people don't understand why Song Yan works so hard, because in their opinion, such a rich second-generation, with such a foundation, does not need to change his name by a single college entrance examination, and there is no reason to study for the exam like this.

    And Song Yan is indeed not short of money. Now this school does not have as high a scholarship as Huiying. Even if he gets the top spot in the college entrance examination, he will only be thirty.

    But this is not the same.

    The money was his mother's money, it was given to him by others, not really his own.

    He wanted to rely on his ability to prove to Song Minghai in an upright manner that even without the money, he could be self-reliant, so he was qualified to dominate his own life, instead of accepting his alms and dictatorship from above.

    This high-pressure life continued until June 7th.

    When he arrived at the examination room on the school bus uniformly arranged by the school, when he got off the bus, he saw Qin Qing wearing a red cheongsam standing in the crowd holding sunflowers and smiling softly at him.

    It was a scene he never expected.

    Qin Qing, like all the other parents, arranged his clothes for him, spoke words of encouragement and comfort in a warm voice, cheered for him, and wished him a great victory.

    Before entering the examination room, he received a call from Xia Zhiye, and he only smiled lazily: "Song Yan, do you think our champion banquet will be held in Beijing or Nanwu? Or should we hold one each? Directly with the wedding?"

    "Stupid." Song Yan scolded with a smile, "I'll take the test first. Anyway, Aunt Tan said, it's not that the number one student in the college entrance examination is not worthy of entering our house, you can do it yourself."

    After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone and walked into the examination room with a smile that was full of confidence and hope.

    After entering the examination room, he discovered that this examination, which has always been regarded by students as the ultimate enemy in life, is nothing more than that.

    Ordinary papers, ordinary topics, ordinary students, ordinary sunrises and sunsets, ordinary bells rang, and then they drew a figurative period with different values ​​for their twelve years of hard work.

    The numerical values ​​are divided into three, six and nine grades, which are clear and strict. A difference of only one point may be heaven and earth, but these numerical values ​​divided into three, six and nine grades will not divide the life of these teenagers in this way.

    At least that's how Shen Jiayan comforted himself.

    After the college entrance examination, Xia Zhiye came to Beijing to find Song Yan.

    The new house that Qin Qing bought is in the same community as Shen Jiayan's family. It is a three-story villa. The first floor is reserved for the old Tan family. The second floor is for Qin Qing and Song Lele. The room on the third floor has a private bathroom and balcony. The big room was reserved for Song Yan.

    The layout of the room is exactly the same as the original one, and nothing is left behind. Song Yan even added a table and gaming chair of the same style beside Song Yan's original computer desk, and don't know who it is for backup.

    Anyway, when Xia Zhiye came over with his alien notebook, he felt very satisfied.

    The old couple of the Qin family don't come often. Song Lele usually lives on campus. While Qin Qing is busy with the re-establishment of the company, he has to fight with Song Minghai at the same time.

    Therefore, there are basically only Song Yan and Xia Zhiye in the whole big villa, nesting in the air-conditioned room, eating watermelon, ordering takeout, playing games, enjoying that they have no study, no exams, no shame, no shame, no shame, no sense of discipline. An uncontrollable two-person world.

    I also went to Shen Jiayan's house next door to stop by, but accidentally ran into Zhou Ziqiu walking out of Shen Jiayan's bathroom with only a bath towel around and the corner of the maid's clothes that was faintly exposed at the corner of the bed. Home, never been there again.

    The two couples, separated by a not-so-long boulevard, maintained a polite distance of not interfering with each other, not piercing each other, and not betraying each other.

    Until the day of the college entrance examination, Shen Jiayan was so nervous that his entire brain system was already in disarray, and Zhou Ziqiu couldn't control it at all.

    He could only let him wear a dinosaur pajamas and hold a big doll, slip on his slippers, and ran to the door of Song Yan's house with a bang, and knocked, "Song Yan! Open the door! I know you are at home. !!! You have the ability to set up a flag and you have the ability to open the door!!!"

    Song Yan was playing chicken with Xia Zhiye at home, but suddenly he was yelled at like this, his hands trembled, and the two of them died in the finals. His knuckles turned white with the force. If this was Shen Jiayan's neck, he would probably be dead.

    Xia Zhiye rubbed his head soothingly: "It's alright, I'll assassinate, I promise not to leave any traces."

    "Forget it, keep it."

    After all, there are not many such silly white sweets these days. If you save his life, you should protect the country's rare animals.

    Song Yan's face was paralyzed, he let go of the mouse, stood up, walked downstairs slowly, opened the door, looked down at the strange clothes outside the door and looked at Shen Jiayan, who was not very normal, and asked, "What's the matter?"

    "What are you talking about?! The college entrance examination results will be released soon! Aren't you nervous at all!!!" Shen Jiayan was so nervous that his throat was shaking, as if the end was coming.

    And Song Yan just turned back lazily, looked at Xia Zhiye behind him, and said casually, "A score today?"

    Xia Zhiye glanced at the phone: "Well, there is still half an hour."

    "Oh, I see."

    Song Yan replied casually, as if it was not a big deal.

    However, after listening to the conversation between the two, Shen Jiayan only had question marks in his head: "???"

    etc?

    So these two people are playing all night and day and night, forgetting even the important thing of the college entrance examination score?

    Are they still human? !

    "Are you really not nervous at all?" Shen Jiayan was simply incompetent and furious, "I know you have good grades, but what if you don't do well in the exam! Song Yan, didn't you set the flag that you must take the top spot in the college entrance examination! Xia Don't you set up the flag that you must be admitted to Peking University, Zhiye! Aren't you afraid of being slapped in the face! What if you can't get into Peking University and Tsinghua University! Are you going to move to another place!"

    Shen Jiayan was in a hurry to death.

    Thinking that the results of the college entrance examination are about to come out, the critical moment to decide how much pocket money he has in college every month and whether he can end the long-distance relationship with Zhou Ziqiu is coming, and his calf starts to tremble with nervousness.

    Song Yan just leaned against the door frame and slowly threw out a sentence: "I can't pass the Peking University entrance exam, what else should I study?"

    The voice fell, and the whole place was silent.

    Shen Jiayan slowly asked a question mark: "...?"

    Is this what people say?

    Has this person really been beaten for so many years?

    If he recorded it and posted it on the Internet, would he really not be attacked by the Internet?

    despise.

    **Naked contempt!

    provocative.

    A living provocation!

    show off.

    Bright show off!

    At that moment, Shen Jiayan couldn't help clenching his fists, his face blushed, and he shouted fiercely: "Song Xiaoyan! I tell you! The score hasn't come out yet, don't be arrogant! Let's check the score together if we can! The test is higher than you, you remember to call my dad..."

    "Clang clang clang clang..."

    Before Shen Jiayan could finish her harsh words with a cute look she thought she was fierce, Song Yan's cell phone rang.

    He glanced at the caller ID and made a "shush" gesture to Shen Jiayan, and Shen Jiayan immediately calmed down and shut up.

    Then I saw Song Yan pressing the speakerphone, and then a very magnetic male voice came from the receiver: "Hello, may I be classmate Song Yan, I'm Teacher Zhang from the admissions team of Peking University. Yes, it was before. The one who you left my contact information when I was promoting the Qiangji Project, I was very impressed with you at that time. I just learned that your score this time is 721 points, which is the first naked score in Beijing Science. Congratulations on that. , and then I want to ask if you are interested in our school's majors..."

    The rest of the conversation, Shen Jiayan gradually began to incomprehend.

    What molecular, what engineering, what plan, are all areas that he has never understood.

    He just remembered a cruel fact that he had forgotten—a true scholar never had to check his own scores, so he was the only one who needed to be humble and nervous for half an hour to wait for the score check.

    "..."

    "Zhou Ziqiu! I will never play with Song Yan again!"

    Shen Jiayan turned around and crashed into Zhou Ziqiu's arms, aggrievedly shedding humble and sad tears belonging to the scumbags.

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