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As the college entrance examination approaches, the atmosphere of the whole society seems to be shrouded in an invisible atmosphere of tension.

The rhythm of the city has inadvertently become slow and heavy. Every car horn and every echo of footsteps seem to remind people that a battle for dreams and the future is about to begin.

The streets are lined with lush trees, but their greenness seems unable to penetrate the tense atmosphere. I can only pray silently for the candidates.

In school, the tension reached its peak.

In the teaching building, the lights are on all night, like the brightest stars in the night sky, illuminating the way forward for the students.

Their figures shuttle between the pages of the book, and the friction between the pen tip and the paper rises and falls, weaving into a movement of struggle.

The teachers seemed to be infected by the tense atmosphere, their eyes were full of expectation and anxiety.

They should not only provide students with academic guidance, but also give them psychological comfort and support.

Whenever it is late at night, you can always see teachers busy in the office, either marking test papers or making personalized review plans for students.

The parents of the candidates took this tension to the extreme. They prepared nutritious meals for their children and kept an eye on their mood swings.

Whenever the children are exhausted, they are always the first to give them warm hugs and words of encouragement. Their hearts are full of expectations and concerns for the children's future.

These complex emotions intertwined together to create an indescribable tense atmosphere.

The whole society seems to be infected by this tense atmosphere, and people are paying attention to this college entrance examination in their own way.

The once noisy traffic on the city streets seems to have become much calmer. Drivers are more cautious when driving, fearing that any unnecessary noise will disturb the students who are preparing for exams at home or in school.

The volume of the store broadcasts was also lowered, and merchants put up slogans such as "Good luck on the college entrance examination" and "Silent Action" to create a quiet environment for candidates to prepare for the exam.

The catering industry has also felt the change in atmosphere. Many restaurants have launched nutritious meals specifically for candidates, emphasizing balanced nutrition and light taste to meet the high-intensity study needs of candidates.

Both news media and social media are constantly reporting and discussing topics related to the college entrance examination.

People are cheering for the candidates in their own way, hoping that they can win this battle.

When the college entrance examination finally arrives, all the tension and anxiety will turn into motivation and courage to move forward, pushing the candidates forward bravely towards the future.

Yan Xi also prepared water and study supplies at the school gates of various test sites in advance, and also prepared some decompression toys for the most stressful schools.

During the three-day college entrance examination, those who have college entrance examination candidates at home are very nervous and depressed, only the children are still playing carefree.

However, he may not be able to laugh in a few years.

Three days later, the college entrance examination was over. Some were happy while others were sad. Yan Xi also sent benefits to all the college entrance examination candidates.

For two whole months, the secret room building and secret room island only serve college entrance examination candidates, and they do not charge any fees throughout the whole process, and there are blessing red envelopes to be won.

Yan Xi also asked for leave for Xiao Ye and chose to take Xiao Ye and Sun Mingcheng to Iceland.

Also accompanying them were Xu Jiaying, Fan Zhuqian, Lin Xiaolong, Han Yuxin, Huang Yali, Fu Qianyi, Zhu Changxing and Hong Tao

On the plane, Sun Mingcheng, who hadn't felt Yan Xi for a long time, directly let Yan Xi press on the sofa in the room and kiss

Sun Mingcheng: "Xixi, I miss you"

Yan Xi: "You have a very unique idea."

Sun Mingcheng asked jokingly: "You don't call me or chat with me, do you have another man?"

Sun Mingcheng knew his identity, but he still felt jealous when he saw Fan Zhuqian and Yan Xi talking and laughing.

Yan Xi: "I've been busy all this time, I can't help you if you think that way."

Sun Mingcheng spoke carefully: "Okay, then did you miss me, even just a little bit?"

Yan Xi was about to say no, but when she turned around, she saw Sun Mingcheng's lustful eyes staring at her.

Yan Xi joked, pointing to the bathroom next to her: "You can go there and solve it yourself."

Sun Mingcheng hugged Yan Xi and went into the bathroom

Fan Zhuqian just learned how to make salt and pepper duck feet from the stewardess and was going to bring them over for Yan Xi to try.

I came to Yan Xi's door and knocked, but no one responded. The door was open, so Fan Zhuqian came in directly.

Not seeing Yan Xi, Fan Zhuqian was about to put the duck feet on the table when he heard a sound coming from the bathroom.

"Are you ready? Hmm~"

"Not yet, can you give me another half an hour, please, Xixi, um~"

"Can you change the position? My waist is numb, um~"

"Okay, okay, I'll be gentle, it will be done in a moment, um~"

Fan Zhuqian was stunned. He was at a loss as to what to do. He felt like he was going to break into pieces.

He heard clearly that it was Yan Xi's voice. He put down the duck feet, wiped away his tears in panic, ran out quickly, and didn't forget to close the door.

Fan Zhuqian returned to his room and burst into tears silently.

He heard it clearly. It was the voice of Yan Xi and someone else. He couldn't believe it, but the voice was too clear. Even though he had left that place, it was still echoing in his mind.

Fan Zhuqian squatted down helplessly and hugged himself: "My Xixi is not mine, it belongs to someone else"

"I haven't confessed yet. This is the first time I like a girl so much, but she doesn't belong to me."

"Xixi is so good, why should she be possessed by others? She should bloom without restraint and not be plucked by others."

"No one is worthy of Xixi, not even me, Xixi (┳◇┳)"

The more Fan Zhuqian thought about it, the more wronged he felt. The more he thought about it, the sadder he felt. He couldn't hold back his tears anymore and burst into silent tears.

Yan Xi naturally knew that Fan Zhuqian had come in, but Yan Xi had never intended to let Fan Zhuqian have too many fantasies about her.

She can allow men to be around her, men who covet her, but she also hopes that the other party understands that she will not belong to him, nor to anyone else.

After crying in the room, Fan Zhuqian finally figured it out. As long as Xixi is happy, he just needs to protect her.

Fan Zhuqian wiped his tears and put on an eye mask, not wanting Yan Xi to see him crying.

After the color of his eyes faded, Fan Zhuqian also returned to his arrogant expression.

When he passed Yan Xi's door, he pushed it to make sure the room wouldn't be accidentally opened before he quickly walked to the living room.

Then he stared at Yan Xi's door, worried that someone else would come in and disturb Yan Xi and the others.

It was not until Yan Xi came out that he retracted his gaze and lowered his head.

Sun Mingcheng also saw the plate of salt and pepper duck feet in the room, and knew that someone had just entered Yan Xi's room. He was also glad that he had chosen to enter the bathroom.

People can hear it but can't see Yan Xi's charming and beautiful appearance.