126: 126 Should she go…

or not?

126: 126 Should she go…

or not?

Tian Ye had lunch with Tian Hanwen today, a rare occurrence.

The grandfather and grandson seldom ate together.

It wasn’t that they had a bad relationship, but both of them had a serious, somber temperament and did not like to express their feelings directly.

That was why it took a long time for people at Beijing No.1 Middle School to gradually learn about Tian Ye’s relation with the Principal Tian.

Tian Ye had previously been fully focused on Xia Yourong, leaving him no time to visit his grandfather.

Their meals were also taken from the cafeteria.

Each of their plates contained two cracked brain-nourishing walnuts.

That day when the girls in class challenged Xia Ye, Tian Ye had heard them too.

At this moment, he stared at the walnuts in silence for two seconds, then couldn’t help but ask, “Grandpa, did you decide the cafeteria menu?”

Tian Hanwen smiled and said, “The cafeteria has a professional nutritionist.

What you students eat each day is decided through meetings; how could your grandfather monopolize that decision?”

Tian Ye slowly uttered an ‘Oh’, realizing he might have overthought it.

During their meal, Tian Hanwen inquired about Tian Ye’s recent school performance, “By the way, Grandpa wants to introduce you to a fellow student.

Although you two aren’t in the same class, you’re both in senior year, and you could help each other in the future…”

Before he could finish, Tian Ye paused his chopsticks and interjected, “Class 19’s Xia Ye?”

Tian Hanwen adjusted his reading glasses and asked, “How did you know?”

How could Tian Ye not know?

It was strange, his grandfather, usually very perceptive particularly about school admissions and never favoring anyone, somehow favored Xia Ye for reasons unknown.

He not only allowed her admission but also let her directly join the senior year.

Tian Ye really didn’t understand what his grandfather was thinking.

He didn’t answer his grandfather’s question, only saying, “We’re not in the same class, we don’t interact regularly.”

Tian Hanwen uttered a regretful ‘Oh’.

He had heard that the Jiang family had broken off their engagement with the Xia family and was contemplating if there was a possibility…

Now, it appeared his grandson didn’t have such luck.

Anyway, he felt that his grandson wasn’t really impressive, somewhat not a match for Yeye.

Tian Ye looked up and noticed the wall behind his grandfather, still decorated with that piece of calligraphy.

It bore the eight characters that were the school motto of Beijing No.1 Middle School.

‘Strengthen oneself, persevere, renew daily, change with the months’.

Tian Ye said, “Grandpa, could you tell me again about that person?”

Tian Ye was born into a learned family and had excellent academic performance, growing up amidst the praises of those around him, setting high standards, with few ever meeting his expectations.

However, there was one person, whom he had heard of since he was young.

About how she upheld justice, and how she amassed a significant fortune even during times of material scarcity.

Before focusing on ‘Yeshen’, she was the only person Tian Ye admired.

Tian Hanwen knew his grandson loved to hear stories of that person; he nodded and said, “Alright, let me tell you how she rescued your grandfather from those roughnecks back then…”

**

After lunch, Tang Tianjiao practiced swordsmanship in the playground and came back spirited and proud, saying, “Desk-mate, it’s such a pity you didn’t come to watch me practice…”

Entering through the back door, she saw her desk-mate napping on the desk.

A hat was placed over her head, shutting out the world.

Tang Tianjiao lightly slapped her mouth.

She had almost carelessly woken her desk-mate.

She quietly returned to her seat and started working on a paper in silent mode.

Since her desk-mate was asleep, she continued correcting her mistakes.

The last class of the morning was mathematics, where the math teacher had gone through their monthly test papers.

Tang Tianjiao, not strong in fundamentals, felt she listened intently during class but forgot half the material as soon as class ended, making correcting her mistakes exceedingly difficult.

She sighed, flipped to the place she had stopped correcting before, and was about to start writing when her hand suddenly paused.

She remembered she had only corrected the multiple-choice questions before, but now she discovered that all the wrong answers in the entire test paper had already been corrected by someone with a red pen…

Not only were the answers corrected, but there were also complete solutions.

Tang Tianjiao squeezed her eyes, making sure she was not seeing things.

She quickly turned her head and glanced around.

Her gaze first locked onto her deskmate.

But upon closer inspection, the handwriting of the person who corrected her test was completely different from her deskmate’s.

Her deskmate preferred wild cursive, but this person’s handwriting was very beautiful and forceful.

Who could it be…

Could it really be the Snail Girl??

Tang Tianjiao was used to daydreaming during class, but now she tried hard to concentrate.

However, after only looking at three corrected problems, her eyelids began to fight each other.

Xia Ye happened to wake up beside her, stretched lazily, turned her head to glance at Tang Tianjiao’s expression, took out her own test paper, circled two problems, and pushed the paper towards Tang Tianjiao.

“I don’t understand these two problems, could you explain them to me?” asked Xia Ye.

Hearing her deskmate ask her about the problems, Tang Tianjiao, who was about to close her eyes, immediately opened them wide: “Sure, no problem!”

Xia Ye propped her chin with one hand, listening to Tang Tianjiao explain the problems.

She really went to great lengths to improve her deskmate’s grades…

During the second break in the afternoon, Xia Ye received an alert from her mobile app.

From “Cryptocurrency Trader”.

Some of the data had already reached the gains she had preset.

Xia Ye went to the last stall in the restroom, her fingers expertly moving across the screen.

Almost when she had finished all her operations, people in the app group started to stir.

Lackadaisical Nerve: [Goddess!

Made a good sum again following you!

Last time you didn’t catch when I mentioned dinner, but this time, no matter what, I must treat you!]

Early Riser: [I want to treat you too!

If not for the goddess, how could we possibly have earned so much!]

Xia Ye pressed her forehead.

Happy Like a Fairy: [Sorry, just finished exams, been quite busy lately.]

Lackadaisical Nerve: [Goddess, were you taking the FRM?]

Early Riser: [Or the CFA?]

FRM: Financial Risk Manager.

CFA: Chartered Financial Analyst.

These are internationally authoritative exams in the field of finance and economics.

With the Goddess saying she had just finished exams, naturally they thought in those directions.

But Xia Ye hadn’t heard of these modern terms…

Happy Like a Fairy: [Pretty much, anyway, all subjects included.]

The two fans were stunned.

By her words, did she mean all of them???

They could never imagine that the “all subjects” the Goddess referred to were Chinese, Mathematics, English, Physics, Chemistry, and Biology!

Lackadaisical Nerve: [Goddess, you are too awesome!

But no matter how busy, you always have time to eat right?]

Early Riser: [Right, Goddess?

If it really doesn’t work, the two of us can join together to save you time.

You pick the place, is that okay?]

These two had decided today; they were determined to treat their Goddess to a meal.

Xia Ye slightly furrowed her brow.

Should she go…

or not?