Class 7.
Sheng Yang was sitting in the classroom.
Everyone was frolicking and laughing during their lunch break, but she just sat there quietly like a little fairy undisturbed by any earthly trivia at all.
As if under a tacit understanding, the students consciously avoided disturbing her while playing.
Ms. Chen wasn’t around and Ms. Yuan from the liberal arts group came sneaking up again. She hooked her finger at Sheng Yang and said in a small voice, “Sheng Yang… Sheng Yang…”
Sheng Yang turned to look at her.
Ms. Yuan was slightly stunned at Sheng Yang’s eyes once again. She couldn’t help wondering how this teenage girl could have such deep dark eyes!
In all her years as a teacher, she had never seen such an unorthodox student.
But this made sense. If Sheng Yang hadn’t been so special, she wouldn’t have gotten a score of 720 points on the exam.
“Sheng Yang, there’s a new batch of liberal arts test papers. Would you like to…”
Ms. Yuan had changed her strategy now.
Sheng Yang wasn’t willing to transfer to a liberal arts class, so she decided to use a roundabout approach. For example, she would give Yangyang some test papers to complete from time to time.
In this way, when Sheng Yang finally agreed to switch from science to liberal arts, she would be prepared, and… this wouldn’t put Sheng Yang off.
Sheng Yang was really special. Her hobby was completing tests and difficult problems.
Sure enough, Sheng Yang’s eyes lit up and she immediately stood up in a whirlwind.
“Yangyang, where are you going?” Fang Duo asked, but when she saw Yangyang in such a hurry, she got the answer.
Alas, if only she could be as smart as Yangyang!
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Sheng Yang went to Ms. Yuan’s office, and Ms. Yuan gave her a lot of test papers. Sheng Yang glanced at them and her soft white jaw raised slightly. “Is that all?”
“…” Is that all?! Ms. Yuan almost fainted. She hurriedly said, “Sheng Yang, you can stay here and complete these tests. I’m going to class now.”
Then she hurriedly left the office.
As soon as she left, Sheng Yang began to concentrate on the tests and her pen nib swiped across the pages very quickly.
She discovered Ms. Yuan really wasn’t very credible at all. She boasted how difficult these tests were and emphasized these questions were extremely hard to answer.
But in her opinion, these questions were quite ordinary and only 20% of them were a bit challenging. She was really disappointed.
Halfway through a test, she heard footsteps. She looked up, glanced at the person coming towards her, didn’t say anything, and continued to focus on the test paper.
Feng Biao raised his eyebrows. Does she look down on me?
After he entered, he looked around first. Just as Sheng Yue said, the teachers had all gone to class and no one was in the office except the beautiful and sexy Sheng Yang.
He quietly locked the door from inside, deliberately making a loud noise, but this time Sheng Yang didn’t even bother to lift her head.
Feng Biao was stunned. Isn’t she afraid? Or does she just not take me seriously?
Thinking this, Feng Biao felt the blood rushing to his head.
He walked straight forward, propping his hand against the desk and staring at Sheng Yang viciously.
Now there was only him, a strong man, and Sheng Yang in the office. He couldn’t believe that she wasn’t afraid of him at all, being stared at by him at such a close distance.
And Sheng Yang finally raised her head…
