Chapter 22 Provocation

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The results of the midterm exam will come out soon.

The report card was posted on the door, and the students rushed to see it. Yun Fang thought it was crowded, so he sat on his seat and read the full marks for the college entrance examination composition.

"Yunfang!" Yi Chenliang squeezed out from the crowd and shouted to him, "You passed 602 in the exam! Your grade ranks 316! Our class ranks 15th!"

Yun Fang was not surprised, he improved by 60 points compared to the last monthly exam, and the questions were not in vain. He raised his head and asked, "What about you?"

"I'll go take a look." Yi Chenliang squeezed in again.

After coming back, Yi Chenliang said with a lack of interest: "I took the test of 580 and got 396."

Yun Fang leaned back and asked him to go in and sit down, but Yi Chenliang was puzzled: "Are you still trying to hold down points?"

Yun Fang, who worked so hard and stayed up late every day to do the questions, managed to get a score of 600: "...don't force me to beat you."

Yi Chenliang leaned over to read the book in his hand, "'Diligence can make up for weakness'? Diligence is the cornerstone of our hard work and progress..."

Yun Fang pressed his head with one hand and pushed him aside, "Just look at it and don't read it out."

"Let me see-" Yi Chenliang grabbed his wrist with a smile, and wanted to lean over to look, but his eyes suddenly paused.

On the side of the page, someone wrote a name with a ballpoint pen. It was neat and elegant, exactly the same as Yun Fang's handwriting. The name was "Song Cun".

Yi Chenliang frowned unconsciously and suppressed his smile.

I don't know when he started to dislike this name.

But for some unknown reason, he pointed to the written name in a natural manner, "Yunfang, why did you write this?"

Yun Fang was stunned for a moment when he saw it. He took this book out of the bookcase. The handwriting on it has faded a bit, so it should be written by the original owner.

Yi Chenliang looked at him in a daze, his eyes darkened, he closed the book, pulled it over and threw it into the hole in the table.

"I haven't finished watching yet." Yun Fang reached out to take it, but Yi Chenliang grabbed his wrist and dragged him up.

"You don't have to worry about becoming a nerd if you read every day." Yi Chenliang smiled at him and said, "Follow me to the supermarket to buy a pen."

Yun Fang was helplessly dragged to the supermarket by him, and fed him a sausage by the way.

"That one of yours is from corn?" Yi Chenliang took a bite of his own and looked at the one in his hand eagerly.

Yun Fang handed him the sausage with a bit of fun, "Try it?"

Yi Chenliang didn't answer, leaned over and took a bite, but his eyes fell on Yun Fang's slightly red lips, and he swallowed unconsciously at his Adam's apple.

Yun Fang tugged but didn't move, and glared at him angrily, "Yi Chenliang, are you a dog? You either bite chopsticks or sticks?"

Yi Chenliang relaxed his mouth a little aggrievedly, "I bit it accidentally."

Yun Fang knocked on his forehead and looked at the sausage that was half gone in an instant. He was angry and funny, "Go back quickly, class is about to begin."

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