Intimacy

Zhao Weiguo nudged Zhu Qinghe beside him, pointing at Qin An and Ye Zhulan, who were huddled together talking, for him to look.

Zhu Qinghe was the son of Zhu Wenliang, the principal of the town junior high school. His family ran the best hotel in the town, and Zhu Wenliang was also the deputy director of the Education Commission, possessing deep connections within the educational system. Whenever the teachers in Qingshan Town had happy occasions, they would all go to banquet at Zhu Qinghe's family's hotel. With this stream of income, Zhu Qinghe's family could be considered wealthy throughout all of Qingshan Town.

Zhu Qinghe's grades were very good. Once, he even snatched the position of first place in the grade for total scores from Sun Sun, and just like Sun Sun, Zhao Weiguo, and Li Hao, he was also one of the school's key seedlings cultivated to enter No. 1 High School.

Zhao Weiguo knew that Zhu Qinghe held some affection for Ye Zhulan, so he naturally wanted to stir up his shared sense of indignation.

If the person intimate with Ye Zhulan had been Zhu Qinghe, Zhao Weiguo, though envious, would mostly not have been too resentful. It was just that in his eyes, a poor student whose grades were rotten to the extreme like Qin An was actually being this intimate with someone like Ye Zhulan. This both filled Zhao Weiguo with a sense of frustration and even more so caused him annoyance at Ye Zhulan for not keeping herself pure and clean; she ought to walk alongside top students such as himself and Zhu Qinghe.

Zhao Weiguo's figure was slightly plump, and at this age he could also be considered stalwart, yet Zhu Qinghe was tall and thin just like Qin An. Different from Qin An's resolute and sharp facial curves, Zhu Qinghe's fair and rounded face shape was extremely handsome. Coupled with the fact that his clothing and styling were rare brand-name apparel in Qingshan Town, he was voted by the girls in private as the number one handsome guy of the town junior high school.

Good family background, nice looks, very good grades, the principal's son, frequently showing off in various activities-Zhu Qinghe was simply an idol-genre contestant of the standard student world.

"Ye Zhulan's grades are so-so, but she's definitely hopeless when it comes to testing into No. 1 High School. Is it any use for you to place your thoughts on her?" Zhu Qinghe turned his head to look, his tone extremely indifferent.

Zhao Weiguo thought about it and figured it was true. Looking at Qin An's grinning and smiling appearance, he felt an inexplicable wave of annoyance. "Yet that Qin An is simply too sickening. In Class 69 he's also acting all buddy-buddy with Sun Sun. Someone saw Qin An send Sun Sun home, and the two of them were quite affectionate too..."

Zhu Qinghe's expression sank, yet he did not want to let Zhao Weiguo perceive anything. He turned his head back, his gaze fixed and flickering as he stared at Qin An, not knowing what he was thinking about.

"I heard that you made a bet with Li Hao..." Ye Zhulan wore a troubled expression. "First thing in the morning he started shouting in the classroom, saying he's going to make it hard on you..."

"Oh, then do you know what the stakes of his bet with me are?" Qin An looked at Ye Zhulan with relish.

Ye Zhulan cast a sidelong glance at him. She was worrying herself sick for his sake, yet he was still so unconcerned.

"Hey, I thought you'd get jealous... Li Hao said that if I lose, I have to leave Sun Sun... If I win the bet, it sounds as though I'm striving and fighting hard for Sun Sun's sake after all. Aren't you feeling even a tiny, tiny bit displeased? When the time comes, everyone will surely spread rumors that Qin An and Sun Sun's relationship is ambiguous..." Qin An asked in a difficult dilemma, "You tell me what on earth I should do?"

"You stirred up trouble yourself, yet you're asking me?" Ye Zhulan said, puffed with anger. Originally she hadn't thought about these things, but the situation Qin An described would indeed cause her to feel uncomfortable. When other people sometimes joked that she and Qin An were a pair, Ye Zhulan would laugh and scold those who joked, yet her heart would be sweet as honey. Thinking of others talking about Qin An and Sun Sun the same way, Ye Zhulan felt a wave of awkwardness and discomfort.

"I stirred up trouble, and if I don't ask you, who am I to ask?" Qin An blinked his eyes, thrust his head forward, and gently bumped Ye Zhulan's forehead.

"I'm ignoring you..." Ye Zhulan pursed the corners of her lips, holding back a smile.

"Lend me a pen, I forgot to bring mine..." Qin An only then remembered that his fountain pen was stuck on Tu Gang's mountain bike.

Ye Zhulan turned around, took one out of her schoolbag for Qin An, and gazed earnestly at him. "Li Hao's midterm overall score was fifth in the grade. For you to win against him, the difficulty is just too great. Could it be that you've really been studying hard all summer vacation? Your midterm scores were more than two hundred points lower than mine!"

"What Li Hao and I bet on is who can enter the top three subjects in the class in a greater number, not the overall score..."

"Is there a difference?" Ye Zhulan blinked her eyes, her long eyelashes quietly fluttering. Her puzzled expression possessed a natural innocence.

"Once the grades come out you'll know..." Qin An left them in suspense.

Ye Zhulan looked around to the left and right, lowering her voice. "Once I finish, I'll pull the test paper out and put it to one side. You watch carefully, don't get caught!"

Ye Zhulan still had no confidence in herself, ah. Qin An felt helpless, but when Liao Yu walked into the classroom, Qin An knew that even if he truly intended to copy from Ye Zhulan, he would no longer have the chance. Although the gaze Liao Yu cast toward him was somewhat embarrassing and evasive, precisely because of this, Liao Yu would definitely pay even closer attention to him.

Liao Yu wore a black woolen miniskirt. Without excess ornaments for embellishment, it instead made her curves even more conspicuous. Her moist, sexy lips, delicate and fair neck, deft and slender waist and limbs, as well as the plump buttocks unique to a mature young mother post-childbirth, caused the green youths one and all to flush and their hearts to race.

Qin An's gaze paused for a brief moment on Liao Yu's erect breasts, then looked over toward Ye Zhulan, and could not help feeling somewhat expectant. Ye Zhulan's chest only began to visibly develop when she was in the third year of senior high school; he wondered if he would be able to help her make up for her regret ahead of time. He remembered once secretly reading Ye Zhulan's diary, and inside were the resentful sentences she wrote regarding her own small chest.

This thought was somewhat overly obscene. Looking at Liao Yu, Qin An still felt it was a pity; such a bewitching, femme fatale, fiery physique-he didn't know how long it had stood vacant. Luo Bofu was truly wasting natural treasures.

After Liao Yu walked into the classroom, just as Qin An had guessed, the majority of her attention was focused on Qin An. Sensing his gaze-which was no different from an adult's, carrying a teasing and provocative nuance-wantonly roving over her body, she only felt her whole body grow hot and extremely unnatural. Her entire body was somewhat fidgety and stiff. The crucial point was that Qin An knew those shameful secrets of hers. Facing Qin An, she had a guilty conscience and no longer possessed the courage to scold him.

The first subject was the Chinese examination. Qin An swept a hasty glance over it-the difficulty wasn't great. Those literary common-sense facts he wouldn't get wrong, and ancient prose translation presented no problems. What gave him a headache were the fill-in-the-blank questions related to those texts.

Composition at this time only required six hundred characters. Qin An glanced at the composition topic and decided to write the composition first.

Liao Yu patrolled the examination hall. Qin An had spoken to her about entering the top ten of the grade for the midterm examinations; although she didn't quite believe it, it concerned her own face, leaving her no choice but to pay attention to Qin An's on-the-spot test-answering situation. Walking over, she discovered to her surprise that Qin An was actually writing the composition first.

Ordinary students all did the test questions first and then wrote the composition. Qin An reversed the order, yet Liao Yu's heart instead relaxed. Only those students whose grades were not up to much left ample time for the composition, placing their hopes on writing the composition a bit better to rake in a few more points.

After looking at a paragraph of composition written by Qin An, Liao Yu's expression turned bizarre to the extreme. He actually dared to write this sort of thing on a composition!