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Chapter 866 - 2: Xiao Chong Side Story

Lin Wanwan observed her surroundings; the layout was the same as her home, the developer’s original design, but there was a big difference in the decor.

The overall decoration was a new Chinese style. To the left of the entrance was the living room, opposite the living room to the north was the dining room. To the right of the dining room, their family used it as a storage room; she didn’t know what this household used it for, as the door was closed. To the right of the main door was the tea room.

All the furniture had a heavy, substantial feel to it. Although Lin Wanwan couldn’t tell what kind of wood it was, it was definitely valuable.

Overall, it had a somewhat antique charm—unlike the old-fashioned look of her own home, this was clearly costly and full of flavor.

It seemed that this new neighbor had quite a good financial situation.

This was Lin Wanwan’s first impression of the house.

Xiao Chong casually opened a can with one hand and then handed it to Lin Wanwan: "Have a can, don’t be shy."

"Thank you." Lin Wanwan hesitated for a moment before taking it. For some reason, the boy in front of her gave her a strangely familiar feeling.

Though they had just met, she always had the illusion that they were already well acquainted.

"We go to the same high school, right? Which class are you in?" Xiao Chong led her to a Chinese-style sofa covered with fabric cushions and asked while drinking his cola.

Lin Wanwan held her cola without drinking and was a bit surprised by his words. How did he know?

But she quickly realized it must have been because of her school uniform.

"I’m in Class 1 of Senior 1." She did reasonably well in the high school entrance exam and barely got into the experimental class.

Xiao Chong smiled slowly: "What a coincidence, I’m also in Class 1 of Senior 1. We’re classmates, what a fate."

In fact, it wasn’t a coincidence at all; every coincidence was someone’s careful planning.

Originally, because he won an award in a math olympiad, Xiao Chong was admitted early and unconditionally to Yongcheng’s best high school for a semester in advance.

Later, the school leadership wanted to boost the school’s entrance exam rankings, so they let him take the exam just to see how he did, promising a scholarship if he performed well.

Anyway, he wasn’t busy, so Xiao Chong took the test.

Luckily, he took the test, because it was on the last day when he found Lin Wanwan’s admission ticket as he left the exam room.

Looking at the familiar yet childlike face and familiar name on the admission ticket, he felt like it was destiny.

After the high school entrance exam results came out, he used her admission number to check her scores and the school she applied to. Was it even necessary to explain what choice he would make next?

In this modern era, he had no family mission, no ambition like in the Great Tang to care for the world. In this life, he just wanted to make up for the regret of losing a loved one in his past life.

His adoptive parents, though they didn’t understand his choice, respected his decision.

Geniuses tend to be rebellious, and his adoptive parents were very tolerant of him.

"Haha, yes, what a coincidence."

Lin Wanwan replied, but in fact, she didn’t find it a coincidence. The school assigned classes based on entrance exam scores, so they were bound to both end up in the experimental class.

This new student representative was the top scorer in the entrance exam, and his identity had already become well-known among the new students during the seven days of military training.

Although, for some reason, Xiao Chong did not appear on the training ground, legends about him were still being talked about among the new students. Especially his former schoolmates, they spread his stories like celebrity gossip.

Things like winning the Shuimu University talent winter camp first prize, the International Informatics Olympiad gold medal, and various other extraordinary achievements, were hanging year after year on the school’s honor roll.

Plus with Xiao Chong’s outstanding good looks, he was completely a once-in-a-century campus figure.

Xiao Chong may have only just met her, but she had already heard many tales about him.

The fact that this year’s top scorer chose their Seventh Middle School surprised everyone since the top scorer was always recruited by Yongcheng High School in previous years.

But of course, that was someone else’s business, and Lin Wanwan wasn’t curious enough to probe into the reasons.

After chatting for a while, as they became more familiar, Lin Wanwan couldn’t help but ask: "What about your hairstyle, hasn’t the teacher said anything?"

How could the school tolerate a boy having a little ponytail?

Although it didn’t seem feminine, or ugly, and even had a bit of an artistic vibe. But in a key high school like theirs, they surely couldn’t tolerate such an artistic student.

The dean might prefer that even the girls keep their hair short, wear school uniforms every day, not dress up, and focus entirely on studying without putting energy into anything outside academics.