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Qiao Yan stood in front of him, her voice weak and feeble: "Are you and Ji Tang really together?"

The boy said calmly: "Yeah."

"Go back and be careful on the road."

He left after he finished speaking. When he turned around, a pair of small hands grabbed the corner of his clothes. The little girl's eyes were red and her voice was grievance and choked: "Then why don't you like me?"

"Because I'm young?"

The boy turned and looked at her, as if she were a little child. He rubbed her head and said, "When you are older, you will understand."

Qiao Yan stood there with tears falling down her face. She didn't know what she would understand when she grew up, but she just felt very uncomfortable right now.

The two of them were a couple on campus and became a perfect couple. Her early love died before it even began.

Qiao Xiaoyan went home and lay on the bed crying heartbrokenly. She was so sad that she didn't even eat dinner.

She never wanted to see Li Jingxing again.

I didn't look for him during the entire second semester of my senior year.

It is obvious that they are both in the same school. The first and third year of high school are separated by two buildings, one in the east and the other in the west, with a square in the middle.

No. 1 Middle School is very large, and is considered large among all the high schools in the country. The morning exercise playgrounds for the first and third grade students are also separate.

One is at the bottom football field, and the other is at the top football field. The entire distance takes fifteen minutes to walk.

Without Qiao Yan taking the initiative to look for him, the two never met again in school amidst the bustling crowd.

Li Jingxing and Ji Tang were prominent figures on campus. She would occasionally hear news about them from other people. Every time she heard this, Qiao Yan would cover her ears and walk away.

The college entrance examination for the third year of high school was approaching, and the entire building was emptied out. The first year of high school also began its holiday. On the day when the college entrance examination results were announced, Qiao Yan quickly ran to the fence to take a look.

Li Jingxing scored 738 points in the college entrance examination, ranking first in the whole school, Peking University.

Qiao Yan quickly looked for Ji Tang's name. Ji Tang's college entrance examination score was 523 points, and he was admitted to the Peking University School of Fine Arts.

When she saw Ji Tang's score, she immediately wilted and looked very bad. She tried her best in all subjects, but could only get about 370 points.

But she still has two years!

Qiao Yan was filled with anger, she clenched her fists tightly and vowed to score higher than Ji Tang!

Li Jingxing's name is hung at the gate of No. 1 Middle School, the top scorer in the college entrance examination.

His name exists like a myth. The No. 1 Middle School uses the top scorer in the college entrance examination, Li Jingxing, as its face when promoting itself to the outside world.

During the entire semester of her second year in high school, Qiao Yan worked hard and her grades were raised to around 400 points, but she was still the last in the class.

On the day the results came out, Qiao Yan was depressed and confused, because the overall scores of all first-year high school students increased by 30 points!

This means that she is still standing still!

Qiao Xiaoyan suffered a thousand blows and hurts in her heart.

Whenever she is unhappy, she wants to spend money.

Qiao Yan was wandering aimlessly on the street with a pen in her hand. She walked slowly with her schoolbag on her back, kicking pebbles as she walked, and spinning the pen in her hand in various ways.

Unconsciously, she walked to the alley where she first met Li Jingxing.

Qiao Yan stopped at the entrance of the alley and looked inside unconsciously.

She stopped for a while, then walked inside. The girl lowered her head and looked listless, walking very slowly with her schoolbag on her back.

Not long after she walked, she heard the sound of beating coming from the alley, and Ji Yanzhi yelled in a low voice: "Li Jingxing!"