The Sickly Villain Only Wants to Survive

107 [Epilogue 1]

On the day the college entrance exam results were released, Class 3 held a celebratory party, where Shi Wenshu—usually calm and composed—shed tears freely.

In the final sprint of senior year, Zhu Tong exceeded everyone's expectations, achieving a total score of 700. On the college entrance exam, he even scored an impressive 708 points. With a score like this, even before the cutoff scores were released, it was certain that he could get into the best university in the country, Q University.

That year, Gongshui No. 1 High School made history, with three students getting into Q University—a first in the school's history.

Even more remarkable, all three students were from the same class!

"We, the teachers, are proud of you!" Shi Wenshu's voice rang with emotion in the private room.

Zhu Tong and Lu Zheyu, both not very good with words, looked at the teary-eyed Teacher Shi, unsure of how to respond.

Shao Ming picked up an empty wine glass, held it up in front of Shi Wenshu, and said, "Teacher, I'll consider this your graduation gift to us. Let's try to fill up this glass with your tears, and I promise to keep it preserved as a lifelong memento."

Shi Wenshu: "..."

His tears stopped immediately.

Shi Wenshu chuckled and scolded him a bit.

The atmosphere quickly lightened up again.

Tang Nuan was the first to come over and toast them. "Congratulations, you three top scholars."

Lu Zheyu nodded, downing his drink in one gulp.

Zhu Tong tried to follow suit, but his hand was suddenly held back. The glass in his hand tipped, and the already small amount of alcohol was further shared into another glass by someone who said with a straight face, "Your grandpa said you shouldn't drink too much."

Zhu Tong: "..."

"This is beer."

Shao Ming replied, "Beer counts too."

Zhu Tong protested, "I'm already an adult."

Shao Ming responded, "You should tell that to your grandpa."

"..."

Tang Nuan clicked her tongue beside them. "Bringing up the elders already? When will we get to drink your wedding wine?"

Zhu Tong nearly choked on his drink. "Ahem, we... just graduated."

Tang Nuan said, "Well, it won't be long, right? Only three years to go—you're both nineteen now."

Just three years shy of the legal marriage age.

"Speaking of which, you two and Lu Lao Er are all nineteen, right?" A boy nearby joined in. "You three are a year older than most of us. Were you secretly repeating a grade without telling us?"

"Hahaha, given those superhuman scores of yours, anyone would believe you if you said you repeated a year."

Zhu Tong could only give a dry laugh—this coincidence was indeed amusing.

He had to delay starting school by a year due to health reasons.

Lu Zheyu, on the other hand, started school late because of financial difficulties in his village.

Shao Ming's situation was even worse. His stepfather, who treated him poorly, hadn't even planned on sending him to school initially.

Even Xia Yang, who should have been in the same year as Shao Ming, ended up with a birthdate on his ID that was a year younger—whether it was intentional or a mistake by the person handling the paperwork remained a mystery.