Q City No. 1 Middle School.
The teaching building that just finished the exam was very lively, and the students were celebrating their liberation. Even the rare cold wave did not affect the heat in the room at all.
Class 1, senior year, in the classroom.
"Have you finished the third question of the last big question in mathematics?"
"It wasn't written in the exam room, but I just did the math. Is it two?"
The monitor and the math class representative are getting together to discuss the last big question, but the two have been unable to reach an agreement.
Seeing that they had already started rolling up their sleeves, the class representative was about to ask the teacher for the answer when he suddenly heard a soothing and gentle voice.
"Three quarters root two."
The two turned their heads suddenly, and saw a beautiful young man with a slightly paler face looking at the test paper on the table.
"God Yun?!"
"You came back from the competition?"
The movement here instantly caught the attention of the whole class, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then they were pleasantly surprised: "Welcome back!!"
"How was the competition? Did you win the prize?"
The teenager was quickly surrounded by enthusiastic classmates, and the squad leader and class representatives who were squeezed away stuck to the wall with difficulty, and made the final calculation by substituting the results.
Sure enough, the equation holds.
"Come on, as expected of God Yun!" The squad leader was still shocked, "You can see the result at a glance at the big question."
There, the boy who was warmly welcomed was finally able to answer the questions of his classmates.
He shook his head: "The results of the competition haven't come out yet."
The class representative slapped his thigh: "We must be number one if we didn't come out!"
"Tsk."
A cold sneer suddenly came from the door, which was especially abrupt among the happy voices of everyone.
Everyone turned their heads and saw a tall, thin boy with a sharp chin standing by the door, with an obvious mockery on his face.
The squad leader frowned: "Bai Song, what are you doing in our class?"
"I heard God Yun is back?"
Bai Song deliberately pronounced the word "Yun Shen" in a strange way, and sneered.
"When you say 'the results haven't come out yet', I don't think it's a ranking at all, right?"
When he said this, he stared directly at the young man, and when he saw the other party looking back, the maliciousness on Bai Song's face was not concealed at all.
After all, this person just broke out such a big life scandal.
Bai Song even called this person "cousin" for several years.
However, the other party was not as embarrassed as Bai Song imagined.
The boy's slightly pale face didn't even fluctuate at all, his indifferent face seemed to be overly delicate white-glazed cold porcelain, and his gaze towards Bai Song showed no emotion.
So that the line of sight is more like recognizing a thing... rather than looking at a person.
Bai Song frowned, getting more and more unhappy when he was seen, just as he was about to continue mocking, he heard a voice——
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