Chapter 5 — Summer Bearing Fruit

I couldn't help but laugh and casually pushed a practice book towards him: "Luc Tinh Da, stop thinking about those things. Help me solve this problem." He pouted, his voice full of resentment: "Humph, every time I mention the university entrance exam, you deflect it." “So is there a lecture after all?” “Lecture, lecture, lecture… of course it is lecture.” He bowed his head, picked up his pen, and began to seriously analyze each step. The sunlight fell on his sharp, angular face, bright and gentle. At that moment, I suddenly felt... time stopped. There was a sadness that couldn't be named in my heart. Where are the university entrance exams? To me… that question makes no sense. Because I'm just a "pot bearer" who exists in the female lead's high school phase. On the classroom wall, the countdown board is still counting the days: [32 days left until the university entrance exam]. When the exam is over, I will disappear. And Luc Tinh Da and I will never meet again. 12. There are 25 days left until the university entrance exam, starting the third mock exam (Tamo). Luc Tinh Da was directly recruited so he did not have to take the exam, but he still prepared a set of review materials and gave them to me the day before. He leaned on my desk and gently consoled: "Don't worry, normal tam mo is not difficult. Just look carefully at the types of exercises I've compiled. Consider this as a review step before the real exam. If the results aren't good, I'll review more — don't be too pressured." His voice became more and more soft, and he added: "Don't worry, I will stay at school all the time during these few days. You can ask anything at any time." I replied softly: "Luc Tinh Da, I'm not under pressure." He was stunned for a moment, then smiled softly, his eyes full of gentleness and indescribable emotions. The next day is natural combination. I walked into the exam room, sat down, picked up a pen, and opened the exam. Natural combinations are not my forte, but in order to maintain the "character setting", I still seriously follow the correct procedure. Halfway through the lesson - the system rang again, with a cold mechanical voice: 【Host, the pot-carrying mission is about to begin: The female protagonist is afraid of being caught cheating, so she will throw the piece of paper with the answer down near your feet. Please maintain your position, do not move. Wait for the supervisor to find out.】 13. The supervisor saw a piece of copied paper at my feet. I was taken out of the exam room and had to stand in the hallway until the end of the test. After that, the homeroom teacher called me into the office, and threw the copied paper in my face, his voice full of anger and disappointment: "A few days ago, I saw you studying hard, I thought you knew how to think and try hard! Who would have thought that you would play this trick on me?!" She was so angry that her voice trembled: "Ha Boi Qua, do you think you have no father or mother, even if you cheat, no one can call you a parent, no one can do anything to you, right?" "Now the whole grade knows about it - There is a cheating girl named Ha Boi Qua, grade 12, grade 12! She made me lose all face!" “Last time it was me who stole, now it's me who's cheating!” "Not being properly educated is really different... I also felt sorry for you as an orphan, with no money to go to school, and helped you apply for tuition support many times..." "It's truly eight lifetimes of bad luck to be involved with a student like you!" I still bowed my head, absolutely silent. She glared at me for a long time, at the end They both sighed, their voices tired: "It's okay. I know you can't be saved anymore, there's no hope of you being able to take the university entrance exam." “From today until the end of the exam, all classroom cleaning will be in charge of you.” "Anyway, I refuse to study and play dirty games all day long... Let's do some physical work to wake up!" I was just about to nod in acceptance, when the office door suddenly opened. Luc Tinh Da appeared, wearing full basketball clothes, his forehead was still sweaty, panting, clearly he had just finished practicing and had rushed over. He walked up to face the homeroom teacher, his voice firm and determined: "Teacher, please wait a moment. Just based on a piece of copied paper, it is impossible to conclude that Ha Bo Qua cheated. It is entirely possible that someone else intentionally harmed him." The homeroom teacher squinted her eyes and said sarcastically: "The paper fell right at its feet, are you saying someone... deliberately kicked it over?" Luc Tinh Da picked up the paper on the table, looked at it intently for a moment, then said seriously: "This handwriting is absolutely not Ha Boi Qua's. If you compare it with the homework she writes every day, you can see the difference immediately." He paused for a moment, then his voice became more determined: "Furthermore, on this piece of paper are Physics formulas. I forced her to memorize these formulas every day, forcing her to write drafts. There is absolutely no need for her to copy." He raised his head, looked straight at the homeroom teacher, his eyes were cold: "I'm not comfortable talking about other subjects, but Physics - Ha Boi Qua absolutely cannot cheat." The teacher was also stunned. The eyes looking at me began to waver, her voice softened: "Ha Boi Qua, if you have been wronged, you can tell the truth." Luc Tinh Da also tilted his head and said softly: "Yes, don't be afraid. I'm here. Just tell the truth." I was silent for a few seconds, then finally spoke, my voice as calm as cold water: "I did it." Luc Tinh Da stiffened, as if he couldn't believe his ears: "...What did you say?" I looked straight into his eyes, without any emotion in my voice: "I wrote that note." His eyes widened, his gaze seemed to be broken by someone, his voice became weaker: "What are you kidding... I just asked you about these formulas yesterday, you answered smoothly without a single mistake. Why do you need to... do this..." I pursed my lips, not answering. Luc Tinh Da almost lost control, put his hand on my shoulder, his voice trembling: "Say something...!" I still had a blank face, my voice was monotonous like a machine: "I did it." “Not that sentence!” "Ha Boi Qua, are you a repeating machine?! Your mouth was born to explain, to tell the truth, not just repeat the same sentence!" He grabbed my shoulders and shook me so hard that I felt dizzy. I took a deep breath, removed his hand, still remaining calm and cold: "Luc Tinh Da, I told you - I did it." At that moment, he felt like that sentence stabbed straight into his heart. He laughed softly — a laugh full of sarcasm and self-deprecation. "I'm so ridiculous... I even came here to risk my life for you. It's me considering myself important. It's me meddling in unrelated matters." Having finished speaking, he turned around, pushed open the office door, and left without looking back. I closed my eyes, forcing myself to swallow back the tears that were welling up. To be honest... I never thought that he would stand up for me, would risk protecting me like that. But I don't Could... let him ruin the mission I was forced to complete. 14. At 10:30, the evening self-study period ended, everyone was eager to go home, no one stayed. I rubbed my sore waist after a day of studying, then started cleaning the classroom. As soon as I picked up the broom, out of the corner of my eye I caught a glimpse of a figure standing at the door. I raised my head a little and saw that familiar face clearly: Exquisite eyebrows, high straight nose - it was Luc Tinh Da. At this time, he's probably going back to pick up his school bag because he forgot it. I didn't think much, just about to start sweeping the classroom when - the broom in my hand was snatched by him. His voice was determined, not letting me refuse: "I'll scan with you." I shook my head: "No need." But Luc Tinh Da pretended not to hear, picked up the broom and began sweeping the classroom very neatly and decisively. I couldn't compete with him, so I picked up another broom and quietly continued cleaning. After clearing more than half of the classroom, he finally spoke, his voice carrying obvious unwillingness: "Ha Ha, tell me - why don't you explain to me?" I sighed softly. Not wanting to continue entangling this matter any longer, I firmly replied: "I really did it. There's nothing that needs to be explained."