Chapter 114: Ouyang Feng
On the last day of school, Tang Wu's family drove over to pick her up.
The school was filled with a clamor of noise, like a mass migration.
Nearly a month earlier, Su Can had already begun taking the thick stacks of books on his desk home in batches. Each day, he only packed the exercises and reference materials he needed that day, all of which fit into one schoolbag. Unlike the many students frantically clearing their desks on the last day before graduation, he had very little to do.
So he lent a hand, helping Wang Weiwei and the other two clear their desks and carry their books.
Leaving the school in its state of disarray, the four of them hailed a taxi outside and headed straight for the villa in Rongcheng Garden where the three were staying.
"Things in this world are so unfair. Why do you get guaranteed admission while we have to take the exam ourselves?" Lin Zouwen leaned against the taxi's upholstered seat, one hand resting on the books stacked beside him. The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he sounded.
Su Can smiled helplessly. "How about I come see you off for the exam on the seventh?"
"Absolutely not. It's like heading to the execution ground. We've finally worked up the courage to take the blade, and there you'd be, bouncing around beside us. How could that not upset me? And once I'm upset, I'll blow the exam."
Lin Luoran gave Lin Zouwen a smack. "What nonsense are you talking about? You're the one who thinks taking the Gaokao is like going to the execution ground. What the hell does that have to do with us?"
They joked and horsed around all the way back to Rongcheng Garden,