Chapter 70 of 100

Chapter 70

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After adding the novel "Star Peak Legend" by the author "I Eat Tomatoes" to his bookshelf, Tong Yan didn’t have time to read it before class ended.

At noon, Tong Yan had a good nap because he considered that he might stay up late at night. In the afternoon, he listened to the lessons with full energy. During the evening self-study, when there was no teacher, he continued to daydream, constantly refining the plot and characters of his novel. Now, he had basically decided that the protagonist would be named Han Ting, an Earthling, with a panda named Qiudan by his side.

Tong Yan had also made a rough plan for how to balance his studies and writing in the future.

During the eight classes in the daytime, he would fully focus on his studies. Unless a brilliant idea popped into his head, he would try not to think about the novel and strive to resolve all his academic doubts in class, not leaving any problems for after class.

During the morning self-study period, besides reciting necessary Chinese texts and English words, he could also read some extracurricular books or magazines to add some variety to his intense study and writing life, avoiding mental rigidity.

At noon, he must take a nap during the lunch break. Since he would stay up two to three hours later at night, he needed to make the most of his nap time to avoid excessive fatigue. If necessary, he could also use the break time between classes to catch up on sleep.

The three evening self-study periods were supplementary to the daytime classes. Sometimes the teacher would explain problems, and sometimes they would just do homework. Tong Yan felt that these periods were optional, so he could use this time to let his imagination run wild, wandering in his own fantasy world. With a pen and a notebook, he could jot down good ideas and character designs, which would make writing more efficient.

At night, when it was quiet and no teacher was patrolling, it was Tong Yan’s true creative time. After napping and taking breaks during the day, he wouldn’t feel sleepy at night. If he still felt drowsy, he could drink some tea to stay alert and aim to write one or two chapters every day, which would take about one to two hours. Classmates like Lan Mingzhu, who studied very hard, usually went to sleep more than an hour after the lights were turned off. Tong Yan believed he could also endure this, but whether he would have the opportunity to do so depended on Mr. Liu’s decision. The success or failure of his plan would depend on this old man’s heart and courage.

After the evening self-study ended, the duty group started cleaning. Tong Yan, however, remained motionless at his desk. Just as Class President Cheng Xianru was about to shoo him away, Song RAO appeared at the door. Without needing a word from the class president, Tong Yan moved on his own.

The two of them, the girl beautiful and adorable, the boy handsome and tall, walked side by side, and anyone would say they were a perfect match. Class President Cheng Xianru was lost in thought for a moment and then saw their homeroom teacher, Song Xiancheng, passing by the classroom with a strange expression. It didn’t seem like he was just passing by normally, and Cheng Xianru remembered that he didn’t have a class tonight.

Beside her, Cheng Weiqing, holding a broom, said with a malicious grin, "Is the homeroom teacher going to intercept them? Could these two really have something going on? That would be too exciting!"

Cheng Xianru snorted, "Hurry up and sweep!"

"Right, right, right, hurry up and finish, maybe we can catch a big show!" Cheng Weiqing laughed unkindly.

Tong Yan accompanied Song RAO all the way to the bike shed, completely unaware that Old Song (his father) was following them.

Song RAO said, "Tong Yan, thank you for your help. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t know how to get home."

Before the evening self-study, Song RAO had found Tong Yan and told him that her bike chain had fallen off, asking him to help fix it.

Tong Yan immediately agreed, and they planned to meet after school at the bike shed.

"Even without me, any boy could fix it, and you would still be able to get home. But I’m glad you thought of me for help," Tong Yan said with a smile, looking down.

The two of them walking together always drew many curious glances. Song RAO was very calm, and Tong Yan naturally didn’t feel awkward. To be honest, he quite enjoyed this feeling. After all, Song RAO was a beautiful girl, and he was very happy to be with her.

Bike chains often fall off, and most boys can fix them. Tong Yan quickly put the chain back on track, but his palms were covered in grease.

"Ah, your hands are dirty, let me clean them for you." Song RAO took out a tissue, held Tong Yan’s wrist with one hand, and wiped his hands with the other.

Tong Yan felt a bit embarrassed, feeling the smoothness of Song RAO’s small hand, his face and heart began to heat up. At that moment, Song RAO was very close to him, and he could smell the scent of her hair, which was very intoxicating.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Someone coughed loudly, startling both Song RAO and Tong Yan. They quickly separated, maintaining a certain distance.

"You can clean it yourself." Song RAO handed the tissue to Tong Yan.

Tong Yan held the tissue, "I’ll wash my hands when I get back." He didn’t want to throw the tissue away.

"I’m leaving now."

"Go quickly, or I won’t wait for you!" Zhao Ying suddenly appeared from a dark corner, startling both Song RAO and Tong Yan.

After watching the two ride away, Tong Yan turned back to the dormitory. In another dark corner, Teacher Song Xiancheng "coughed" twice and then walked away, pretending to be calm. The turmoil in his heart, however, was hard to calm down.

"Rao Rao, did you make any progress just now?" On the road, Zhao Ying asked Song RAO.

"What progress? I just asked him to help me fix my bike," Song RAO replied.

Zhao Ying pouted, "Fixing the bike, don’t fool me. You were so close, I thought he was about to kiss you."

"Stop talking nonsense," Song RAO’s face turned red, "Zhao Ying, you were spying on us the whole time!"

Song RAO rode with one hand, using the other to hit Zhao Ying, who pleaded, "Lady, don’t hit me, I’ll tell you a secret."

Girls love secrets, "Speak, and I won’t hit you."

"Just now, not only was I spying, but someone else was watching you too."

"Who?"

"It was your dad, Teacher Song, who is as handsome as Song Seung-heon!"

"Whoa!" Song RAO braked suddenly...

Tong Yan didn’t know that because of his close interaction with Senior Song RAO, he had already made it to Old Song’s watch list, becoming one of the two lost lambs in need of salvation, the other being Song RAO.

Now that Tong Yan had no more erguotou to give, it was time to have a talk with Mr. Liu.

Back in the dormitory, he took out his computer bag while Wang Ping and the others were fetching water to wash their feet, and hid it under his quilt. After the lights were turned off, he didn’t take off his clothes and kept his ears open. When he no longer heard the sound of the duty teacher’s leather shoes, he picked up the computer bag and left the dormitory...

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