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Chapter 229 Joint Examination?
The exam paper from Neihua Experimental High School is a bit beyond the curriculum.

Most of the questions Yang Xingyue was unsure about were topics that are taught in high school.

She probably wanted to see if any of the students in the class had used the summer vacation to preview high school material.

Although Ai Liang rarely had direct communication with Yang Xingyue like this during the later part of summer vacation.

However, he estimated that Yang Xingyue and Yue Qihua should have spent time previewing the high school curriculum.

Judging from these questions, Yang Xingyue has fully mastered the learning techniques that I taught her.

As a result, it might be a bit difficult for her to rank among the top students in the honors class.

However, reaching a mid-level performance shouldn't be a problem.

The long breaks between classes are very long at every school.

It's only been ten minutes since get out of class ended, which is less than half of the break time.

But the students in the honors class fell silent as soon as they entered the classroom.

One by one, they returned to their seats and began a new round of preparation.

More and more people returned to the classroom, and the atmosphere became quieter and quieter.

The students, who had been whispering to each other, began to focus their attention on their books.

In this situation, Ai Liang, who was speaking with headphones on, seemed very out of place.

He looked up and glanced back at the people in the classroom.

Most of the people who went to the restroom have already returned.

Those who were still chatting stopped talking.

Ai Liang thought for a moment and decided to take paper and pen to the balcony outside the classroom.

He can use telekinesis to envelop himself and prevent his voice from leaking out.

But it's really strange if someone is making a video call and you can only see their mouth moving but can't hear any sound.

It's better to go outside the classroom and say whatever you want.

"wait for me."

After Ai Liang finished speaking, she put away her phone, took her notebook and pen, put on her headphones, and walked out of the classroom to the balcony.

Fortunately, the balconies at Qianhua Experimental Middle School were not fitted with metal railings like those at other schools.

Instead, it's a concrete balcony wall over a meter high, high enough for someone to lie on.

The school originally planned to install railings on the teaching building in response to the safety call.

After thinking about it again, I gave up.

On the one hand, installing railings makes it look like a prison from the outside, which would make the teachers and students inside feel oppressed.

On the other hand, the school has very lenient requirements in terms of academic performance, and no one would jump off a building due to excessive academic pressure.

Installing guardrails is a thankless and arduous task.

Surely no one would be so bored as to dance on their balcony?

Ai Liang propped her phone up on the balcony so that the camera was pointed at her profile.

"Why did you come out?" Yang Xingyue asked.

"Everyone in the classroom is studying, and I would disturb them if I kept talking, so I simply came out to the balcony."

Ai Liang offered an explanation.

Yang Xingyue blinked twice, feeling both touched and guilty: "There's only one question left... How about we go over it after lunch? It's very sunny where you are, don't get sunburned."

I could take a radiation bath at a nuclear explosion site and it wouldn't be a problem. How could the sun possibly irradiate me?

Just then, Yang Xingyue looked to the side and said, "Ah, Huahua is back. How about I ask her to explain the problem to me?"

Ai Liang tapped her notebook with her pen: "I'm already out, don't waste time."

He took his pen and paper and left the classroom, then went back in. He wasn't doing performance art.

Now that we're out here, we should do something about it.

There's a saying that goes, "Since we're already here..."

Ai Liang had this habit even when he was still a hermit.

If he happens to stumble upon a criminal transaction, he will adhere to this principle and follow the clues to dismantle the entire operation.

Sometimes people who book their trips at the beginning of the month end up setting off at the end of the month.

This often results in Ai Liang's original target being A, but she encounters people from other factions on the way, causing targets B, C, and D to all die before A.

It did not follow the hunting order sent out by Mus at all.

Mus received a lot of criticism for this.

He dared not confront the hermit, so he could only hide in the safe house and wipe away his tears.

"Oh……"

Yang Xingyue pursed her lips and responded, then obediently lay down on the table.

The last question wasn't too difficult; I gave a couple of pointers.

Yang Xingyue quickly figured out how to solve the problem.

The correct answer was obtained five minutes later.

Just as Ai Liang closed her notebook and was about to return to the classroom, Yang Xingyue suddenly spoke up: "Hua Hua, do you want to say a few words to Ai Liang? You two haven't talked on the phone in a long time, have you?"

Yue Qihua, who was sitting to the side, looked like she wanted to look at Ai Liang, but didn't dare to.

Upon hearing Yang Xingyue's invitation, her eyes widened, and she frantically tried to refuse.

Because she wasn't mentally prepared.

Whenever Yue Qihua recalls what she said and did when she saw him off at the train station, she wishes she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

That night, in particular, she buried her head under the pillow and pounded the blanket with her fists for over an hour.

I tossed and turned in bed all night, unable to fall asleep.

Thankfully, the room was very soundproof, otherwise Yang Xingyue next door probably... well, she wasn't actually asleep either.

In short, the person involved felt ashamed, extremely ashamed.

Normally, everyone chats via text in the group, and Yue Qihua is quite outgoing.

Since you can't hear any sounds or see anyone, it's naturally not too awkward.

But the thought of talking to Ai Liang face to face made Yue Qihua instinctively want to run away.

Yang Xingyue clearly didn't have many concerns; she directly pulled Yue Qihua over.

"Wait! I haven't..."

Caught off guard and pulled in front of the phone, Yue Qihua looked somewhat panicked.

Ai Liang said calmly, "Long time no see, Qi Hua."

"Well……"

The blush on Yue Qihua's face spread to her ears, and she replied in a voice barely audible, "It's been a long time..."

"Oh, Huahua, you're usually so mature, why are you acting like a child now? You should greet her properly."

Yang Xingyue continued to encourage him from the side.

"I want you to take care of it!"

As if she had found an outlet for her anger, Yue Qihua flicked Yang Xingyue's forehead.

"Ugh...it hurts..."

A red mark appeared on Yang Xingyue's forehead as she looked at Yue Qihua with teary eyes.

After all that commotion, Yue Qihua's mindset calmed down considerably.

She hesitated for a moment before asking, "...How are you doing over there?"

Ai Liang stared at her phone, utterly speechless: "...Could you please stop talking like you're offering a sacrifice at a grave?"

"So long-winded."

Yue Qihua muttered softly, "So how have you been lately? Is there anything inconvenient for you?"

"The environment here is not bad, but the security is not as good as in Nevada, but overall it is acceptable."

Ai Liang summarized the things that had happened recently.

Leaving aside the matter of Jin Ping'an, let's talk about it.

The security situation in Qianhua City is not good, but it's not terrible either.

It's roughly the standard of a normal city.

It's just going downhill.

If we compare the cities of Asia Union to Ai Liang's previous life, they are roughly equivalent to the area of ​​a province.

It's impossible to completely eliminate crime in such a vast area.

Even now, in Nevada, a city renowned as an international model of public safety, crime has never ceased.

The hermit can only deal with those who are extremely arrogant and lawless.

Ai Liang killed a large number of these people every day, and it took him several years to clean them up.

No matter how peaceful Chika City was, or how attractive Nevada City was to criminals at the time.

There are always a few ruthless individuals who refuse to relocate and develop their businesses elsewhere.

However, there are no hermits in Chika City to help remove these lesions.

The poor security situation is understandable.

"I heard from Uncle Yang that the security situation in Qianhua City seems to be not very good recently."

A hint of worry appeared on Yue Qihua's face: "If you run into trouble, go to the criminal investigation team and find someone named Shi Hongfang. He is Uncle Yang's old classmate."

"Just say you're our friend. Out of consideration for both our families, he'll help as long as it's not illegal."

Unfortunately, none of the things I'm going to do from now on will be legal.

Ai Liang silently recited in her heart.

He had known Shi Hongfang for ten years.

At that time, Shi Hongfang was still hanging out with Yang Xingguo and others, and the four of them worked together to fight crime.

Later, Xia Qiyuan disappeared without a trace, and the messenger left in disappointment.

Only two of the four remained, and Yang Xingguo and Shi Hongfang had a conflict over the messenger.

With Shi Hongfang being transferred back to his hometown by his family, their circle completely disappeared.

Yue Qihua said seriously, "Ai Liang, promise me, never be a stubborn person when you encounter problems, okay?"

"Do I look like the kind of person who likes to cause trouble?"

“I know your personality. Just because you don’t cause trouble doesn’t mean trouble won’t find you. After all, you’re from out of town and don’t know anyone here. You’ll be at a disadvantage if you run into problems.”

Yue Qihua earnestly advised him.

Ai Liang nodded and explained, "I know people here, so don't worry."

Yue Qihua's heart skipped a beat: "The classmate you ate with last time?"

"It wasn't her, it was someone else. I can't reveal who it was."

Ai Liang used a common trick that everyone uses: the "I have a friend" series.

This friend is knowledgeable in astronomy and geography, and is skilled in both literature and martial arts, yet he is plagued by numerous illnesses.

He is both a master of relationships and frequently experiences divorce.

I'll take credit for the good things, but he'll take the blame if things go wrong.

It won't contradict you, it's incredibly useful.

"That's it..."

Yue Qihua touched her hair somewhat awkwardly: "Then I believe you, but if you really run into big trouble, remember to call me, because I am your... your Sister Hua!"

Yue Qihua wanted to say "best friend," but the words just wouldn't come out.

After Yang Xingyue confronted her about her feelings, it would be difficult for her to deceive herself any longer, given her personality.

In the end, the only way to save face was to use the identity of Sister Hua.

But as soon as the words left her mouth, she regretted them: 'Yue Qihua! You idiot! I finally managed to correct your form of address! Aren't you afraid people will start calling you Sister Hua again?'

"Understood, Qihua."

Fortunately, Ai Liang did not change how she addressed Yue Qihua because of this small matter, which made Yue Qihua secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

Does Ai Liang need a powerful backer?

No need, he himself is the biggest supporter.

However, in order to appease Yue Qihua, he verbally made up a friend and offered an explanation.

At first, Yue Qihua felt a little awkward around Ai Liang.

He would occasionally look away from his desk, avoiding his phone screen, as if trying to decipher the texture of the surface.

Yang Xingyue noticed Yue Qihua's embarrassment, but she just watched with a smile, not helping to smooth things over, forcing Yue Qihua to face Ai Liang directly.

However, Yue Qihua is, after all, Sister Hua.

As they chatted, she gradually opened up and rediscovered the feeling she had when she was with Ai Liang before.

"Your school is really relaxed. We're officially starting classes this afternoon."

Yue Qihua's tone was full of exhaustion: "They said it was for some kind of city-level multi-school joint exam, it's such a hassle."

“My homeroom teacher also mentioned this to me. He made it a condition that I get a good ranking in the joint exam, on the condition that I be a day student.”

Ai Liang echoed this sentiment.

"Speaking of which, I was just called into the office because of you."

Yue Qihua suddenly turned her attention to Ai Liang.

"because I?"

Ai Liang asked, puzzled.

"Yes, my homeroom teacher called me to the office and asked me if I had any joint exam results that exceeded your confidence."

Yue Qihua said with high spirits, "When you get to high school, without me chasing after you, don't let your grades fall behind."

Ai Liang raised an eyebrow: "Your homeroom teacher called you to the office because of this?"

"of course not."

Yue Qihua rolled her eyes at Ai Liang, annoyed: "Nobody would have thought that you, the top student in Nevada City, would actually go to Qianhua Experimental Middle School."

Because of this, the principal scolded the admissions office staff several times.

My homeroom teacher somehow found out we were friends. She just called me over and, besides asking if I was confident I could surpass you, also asked if I could persuade you to come back to Nevada.

Ai Liang was speechless after hearing this.

Their homeroom teacher's way of thinking is truly unconventional.

Shouldn't parents and teachers be the ones to advise in this situation?

Ai Liang voiced her doubts: "Why do you need to persuade me?"

"It's nothing. I guess they know each other because we were in the same class in junior high."

A hint of panic flashed in Yue Qihua's eyes: "Anyway, I knew you definitely wouldn't agree, so I refused."

Yue Qihua didn't want to talk about it, and Ai Liang didn't ask any further questions.

Let's leave this topic at that.

'What do you mean by long-distance relationship?! We're clearly not in that kind of relationship! If we have to call us a couple, Mingxingyue is more like him! Who started this rumor?'

Yue Qihua mentally gave her homeroom teacher a good beating and also cursed the person who spread the rumors.

Fang Xiaoxiao downstairs sneezed: "Achoo! Ugh..."

"Have a cold?"

Ma Yu picked up a tissue and helped Fang Xiaoxiao wipe her nose.

This interaction resembled that of a father and daughter more than a romantic relationship.

"No, I just felt a chill down my back, like someone was cursing me."

As Fang Xiaoxiao spoke, she climbed onto Ma Yu's lap and sat in his arms: "Hmm, this way my back won't feel cold."

Ma Yu looked around nervously: "Hey, come down quickly, this is a classroom!"

Fang Xiaoxiao snuggled closer to him, squinting her eyes comfortably: "Anyway, it's time to go home after class, so it doesn't matter."

Ma Yu gave a wry smile.

He looked up and noticed that the girls nearby were all looking at him like he was a scumbag.

It's as if it's saying, 'How could you do that to such a young child! You scum! You pervert!'

Some people would look away in fear when they made eye contact with Ma Yu.

It was as if they were fleeing some kind of raging flood or ferocious beast.

Boys are much simpler; they just get jealous and that's it.

Ma Yu inwardly groaned.

'You really are a little princess...'

(End of this chapter)