𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙴𝚁 9

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𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙴𝚁 9 : ʟᴇᴛ's ʙᴇᴛ, ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴏʙᴇʏ ᴍᴇ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏsᴇ!

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Ai Tingya stared at the test paper in her hand, her pupils trembling in disbelief. She then looked at Luo Feng and back at the test paper again.

This surprised look made Luo Feng feel like she wasn’t looking at a test paper, but at his X-rays showing an Ultraman in it. Why would she look like she saw a ghost otherwise?

“What did you see?” Luo Feng scratched his messy hair.

Ai Tingya shook the test paper and asked. “Did you write all these? They’re all correct!”

The papers were all “private work” that Luo Feng had hidden away. He used all sorts of reasons to make the papers “disappear” when he didn’t want to work on them in his first and second year of high school. Ai Tingya remembered very clearly that Luo Feng always had one or two papers mysteriously missing every semester.

Then, he would ask to look at hers shamelessly.

These exam papers were filled to the brim. Every multiple-choice question had a solution step that covered all the gaps. It was even more detailed than the standard answer. Ai Tingya would have thought that Luo Feng had copied the answer if she hadn’t done it herself.

Ai Tingya picked up two more pieces of paper in disbelief, still shocked.

Luo Feng’s foundation was extremely solid. It could be seen that he didn’t hesitate at all from the way he solved the questions smoothly. She would even admit defeat. Why would Luo Feng ask her for tuition if he had such an ability?

Why?

Was he trying to provoke her?

“If you wrote all this, then you don’t need me to tutor you at all. Forget it, I’m leaving. I’ll leave the things in your dining room.” Ai Tingya said unhappily.

Luo Feng had been busy the entire night, so his brain was running a little fast. All he heard was that Ai Tingya brought something.

“What is it?” Luo Feng asked expectantly.

Ai Tingya was still a little angry. She pouted and said. “It’s just some side dishes. Don’t mind it.”

Luo Feng ran excitedly into the dining room and saw three plastic bags by the table. One of them was filled with green vegetable cores, another had red and green chili in it, and the last was a bag of apples.

Each bag was bulging like freshly baked bread. There was still morning dew on the vegetable leaves.

Luo Feng looked at the orphanage from afar last night and remembered that there was an apple tree in their courtyard.

“There’s a piece of land behind the orphanage. Normally, we’ll plant some side dishes for ourselves. I hope you don’t mind.” Ai Tingya stood behind and explained. She had received so much from Luo Feng but she only had these insignificant things to repay him.

Luo Feng seemed to be able to see Ai Tingya squatting in the vegetable field early in the morning, picking out the most tender vegetable cores upon hearing this. His heart ached: “It’s so fresh, you must have picked them for a long time”

There was not even a worm’s hole on those vegetables, let alone mud.

Ai Tingya felt a little better when she saw that her feelings were not despised. “Then I’ll take my leave.”

How could he let her go when the official business had yet to begin?

Luo Feng stood up and stopped her: “Don’t, I’ve been preparing for the whole night, just so I don’t drag the progress down, why don’t you teach me some English, I don’t really understand it.”

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