Chapter Sixteen: A Difference of One Part (1/2)

  On a calm afternoon, Shangguan Nian was riding his bicycle, the sunlight filtering through the trees and leaves, casting dappled shadows on his face, feeling comfortable and sleepy.

  As he pedaled with his legs, the water bucket on the handlebars would occasionally collide and make a gurgling sound. Officer Wang let out a yawn, rubbed his eyes: "I'm so sleepy!"

  Thinking of the two little loli who had just parted ways, Xiang Jun couldn't help but sigh softly. In the end, he still gave his phone number to Liu Yilan. This was actually the first time he had given out his phone number since getting a mobile phone, aside from Xin Yuanyuan and his parents.

  Although school has started for a while, Shangguan Nengren did a good job of keeping his mobile phone number confidential, even Xiang Beibei didn't know. In fact, he was afraid that if Xiang Beibei knew he had a cell phone, she would disturb him anytime and anywhere.

  It's already scary enough in school, if you can't even have peace after school, life is really unbearable.

  Back home, her parents asked Beibei and him what their relationship was. Was there any meaning to it? Officer Shang's head hurt terribly, he dropped a sentence: "Nothing!" He turned his head and rushed into the bedroom, locking the door behind him.

  The good afternoon holiday was fragmented, and Wáng Néng Rén lay on the bed, looking at the time, it was already four o'clock. The evening self-study session was at seven o'clock. Wáng Néng Rén closed his eyes, and he could sleep for a while.

  In less than ten minutes, the phone rang: "Dad, answer the phone..."

  Shangguan Nengren opened his eyes, picked up the mobile phone by the pillow, and it was an unfamiliar number. He answered: "Hello, who is this?"

  "Big brother, your ringtone is taking advantage of me." The voice was very familiar, it was Liu Yilan that poor-breasted little loli.

  Shangguan Nengren yawned and lazily smiled: "Sorry, I just think it's fun." After a pause: "Is there something going on?"

  "Yeah, nothing much, just got home and saying hi to big bro." Liu Yilan's voice still sounded a bit shy.

  Officer, you're really annoying, what's with reporting your safe arrival to me? We're not even close.

  "Got it, anything else?"

  "That's... nothing... there's nothing more."

  "Oh?" Shangguan Nian thought she must have had something else to say, but at this moment, she was a bit dazed from sleep and didn't want to think much: "Then I'll hang up."

  "Uh, see you later, big brother."

  "Goodbye."

  He tossed his phone onto the pillow and turned over, going back to sleep.

  On the other hand, in the bathroom, Liu Yilan was soaking in the bathtub, putting her mobile phone aside, with a red face, and gently rubbing her chest with both hands: "The book says that rubbing more will make it bigger, why mine is not big?"

  Thinking of Shangguan Nengren, Liu Yilan's face turned even redder: "Ranran said that it only works if a man does the massage? I wonder if big brother is willing to help me?"

  Kids these days...

  Although reluctantly, the evening self-study time has arrived.

  Sitting in his seat, Shang Guan Nian's eyes were fixed nervously on Xiang Beibei beside him. From the moment he entered the classroom, Xiang Beibei had been lowering her head to write and draw without saying a word to him. The more this happened, the more tense Shang Guan Nian became.

  It was fine before, but since learning about A-level's hidden knife in his smile, Shangguan Nian couldn't help but feel a sense of oppression when facing Beibei. This wasn't unusual for him; if you were constantly faced with a wild Northeastern tiger at any time and place, you would also be tense and afraid, to the point of wetting your pants.

  Is that an exaggeration? Not at all, Xiang Beibei is even more terrifying than a wild Northeastern tiger. At least when a wild Northeastern tiger eats you, it's over and done with, but Xiang Beibei can make you wish you were dead.

  She secretly turned her head and took a glance at Zhang Tingting on the other side, who was also lowering her head to write and draw, too quiet, quietly frightening.

  Wiping away the white sweat from his forehead, Magistrate Ouyang's anger rose from the bottom of his heart, and evil intentions were born in his gall!

  Go ahead! You guys aren't going to talk, right? Fine, I won't either!

  Pick up a notebook and draw Transformers on it...

  Hey! Good propeller, painted like a small Pikachu, more powerful than Thunder Shock, is this a water gun for kids?

  "Haha... " A familiar laughter sounded in her ear, and Shangguan Nian turned her head to see BeiBei staring at the Transformers notebook, laughing.

  "What's so funny?" Upper Official Nengren closed his notebook, his old face turning red. Although he had F-level painting skills, this was a Chinese painting, dan qing, but the transforming Optimus Prime just now was a hard-pen cartoon, unable to show off his Chinese painting skills. It being ugly could be understood.

  She smiled slightly at Beibei: "You've drawn it quite well."

  Shangguan was relieved, Big sister, you're speaking nicely now.

  "Cough, actually I'm more skilled at Chinese painting, this kind of hard-brush painting is just casual play." A capable person should be low-key, but in front of a beauty, you must show off, a low-key man has no luck with women!

  "Really?" She looked at Beibei with a skeptical gaze.

  Shangguan nodded repeatedly: "Yes! I'll have time to draw one for you later, whether it's landscape, portrait, or flowers and birds."

  Winking at Beibei, she chuckled and said: "Alright! Don't forget."

  "You just watch!" Officer Nang was full of confidence, thinking to himself: As soon as he turned around, he would absorb all the e-level piano, chess, calligraphy, and painting skills. Not only would he paint, but also write books... hmm, how about a divine bird phoenix picture...

  The official saw that Nangong was able to nod without coughing, and he winked at Beibei with a smile.

  On the other side, Zhang Tingting raised her head and saw Shang Guan Nengren and Xiang Beibei chatting and laughing. A complex look flashed in her eyes as she thought of what happened that afternoon, and she felt a dull ache in her buttocks. She pursed her lips tightly: "Damn it, you hit my butt, I'll get back at you sooner or later."

  The first class of the evening self-study has finally begun. Yan Luo Wang walked in with a stack of test papers, stood on the podium, and intentionally or unintentionally swept his gaze over Shang Guan Neng's body. He cleared his throat: "Classmates, the results of this morning's test are out. Now I'll read out the names of the top 20 students in language class. Those whose names are called, please come to the podium to collect your test papers."

  The atmosphere in the class suddenly became tense, and the two or three dozen students who had good grades in language arts perked up their ears, hoping that their scores would make a breakthrough.

  "This time's language test first place, Shangguan Nengren, 98 points."

  Yan Luo Wang announced the first place was Shang Guan Neng Ren, and with a score as high as 98 points, the whole class erupted in an uproar.

  "Is he a capable person? Or is something wrong?"

  "No way! The top student in our class has always been at the bottom! Although the scores of the opening test have improved a lot, it's just average! High scores are still English, when will Chinese be so strong?"

  "Yes! And only 2 points were deducted. I guess these 2 points were deducted from the composition, which means all the basic knowledge questions are full marks?"

  "It's all over! It must be 2012, definitely 2012."

  When the whole class was in an uproar, Shang Guan stood up with a smug expression: See? This is my real power! You can only envy and resent me, you inferior people! Haha!

  He took a step forward to the podium, Yan Luo Wang looked at him with profound meaning and said: "Making rapid progress, and in addition to language, your scores in the other three subjects are also very high. If this is your true ability, you may be able to get into Tsinghua or Peking University, such a top-notch school."

  "Hmm..." Director Nang rubbed his head and said, "Teacher Wang, I think our domestic universities are just that. The international rankings of Tsinghua and Peking Universities aren't great either. Why not just attend university in our city? Many universities here have strong capabilities, are close to home, and the admission scores required for local students are lower too, isn't that great?"

  Yan Luo Wang furrowed his brow and let out a nonchalant hum: "A rotten wood cannot be carved! Second place, Li Ming, 94 points."

  Shangguan Nengren returned to his seat with a proud smile, holding the test paper. Upon seeing where he lost points, it was indeed two points deducted from the composition. This couldn't be helped; if it wasn't an exceptionally outstanding composition, getting full marks would be difficult.

  What is called an outstanding composition? In addition to having excellent writing skills, it must also conform to the spirit of being healthy and upward, loving the motherland, and willing to contribute to the four modernizations of socialism. Otherwise, even if your writing skills are unparalleled in the world and your talent surpasses that of all time, a single "discordant note" can cause you to end up with nothing.

  Shangguan Nengren grasped the spirit of "flattery and sycophancy", combined with his already excellent language skills, which allowed Yan Luo Wang to deduct only two points; otherwise, Yan Luo Wang had plenty of ways to make you swallow your words.

  His arm was suddenly poked, and Officer Sang turned his head: "Huh?"

  Smiling slyly at Beibei: "Didn't cheat?"

  Shangguan Nengren's face turned black as he picked up the test paper and pointed to the score on it: "Let me see you copy 98 points."

  "Hehe, as long as I didn't cheat." Whispering to Beibei: "Impossible! Progress is too fast, did you take stimulants?"

  “……”

  Shangguan Nian suddenly remembered the London Olympics which had just ended recently.

  Ye Shiwen broke the world record to win the championship, and many Western media have been hyping up the doping issue non-stop, with their psychology of envy, jealousy and hatred being fully exposed. Later, China led the way in the gold medal count, with a momentum that swept everything before it, causing the entire West to be terrified, and finally uniting to blacken the Chinese athletes who followed.

  The most classic is still the gymnastics rings, Chen Yibing's movements on the ring are perfect, and he also lands steadily, but the last Brazilian player who came out had the same difficulty, but his movements on the bar were not as good as Chen Yibing's, and he even took a step back when landing, yet he was given high scores by the judges and 'won' the championship.

  Then there were women's uneven bars, men's horizontal bar, women's cycling, men's diving and so on, all of which were blacked out, eventually being surpassed by the United States to take only the gold medal and second place in the medal count.

  The whole Western world is rejoicing, but countless Chinese people are outraged to death. Shameless! I've never seen such a shameless and despicable thing.

  This Olympics has once again educated the children of China, Westerners are a pack of white-eyed wolves, they will never be our friends, the only way out is to kill them off, let them disappear from the earth forever.

  Cough, although the current strength is insufficient, but there's a long way to go, one day I'll get rid of all these bastards and make them regret coming into this world.

  "Sixth place, Zhang Tingting, 89 points."

  Zhang Tingting walked onto the stage, took over the exam paper, and with this score, Zhang Tingting was obviously not very satisfied. However, she glanced at Bei Bei provocatively and revealed a smug smile. As it happened, Yan Luo Wang read out her name first, indicating that Bei Bei was ranked behind her. For Zhang Tingting, who had been repeatedly stimulated that afternoon, she finally got to vent her anger.

  "Seventh place, Xiang Beibei, 88 points."

  One minute, just one minute apart.

  Walked up to the stage with a smile, took the exam paper back and still looked very calm, this calmness made everyone feel a bit creepy.

  "Ah..." Shang Guan Neng thought of saying something, but saw the carbon pen in Bei Bei's hand being bent into two segments, and turned his head to smile: "What's up?"

  "Hmm..." Officer Nang Er broke out in a cold sweat: "N-nothing."

  "Really?" He smiled at Beibei, looked at the pen in his hand, casually threw it to the ground, picked up a craft knife, and pushed it back and forth with a "ka-cha ka-cha" sound.

  "…." The officer couldn't help but wipe away cold sweat, this girl... is trouble, too much trouble!