The pigeon spirit, the lemon spirit, the repeater, and the true-fragrance monster.
Qin Tian briefly explained these four essential human archetypes to Xia Nuannuan.
After listening, Xia Nuannuan covered her mouth and laughed, her eyes crinkling, "Where do you learn all this!"
Qin Tian smiled without answering.
"Do you think we should try to set them up?"
Xia Nuannuan's smile faded as she steered the conversation back on track.
"I don't think so!"
Qin Tian glanced at Zhang Peng, who had just finished picking his nose and was now engrossed in his studies, and said softly, "I think it's better not to interfere. Don't you think their current bickering-sweethearts dynamic is quite good?"
"That's true!"
Xia Nuannuan nodded thoughtfully.
"Let's not worry about it too much, things will naturally fall into place."
"Okay then!"
Afterward, the two said no more and quietly returned to their respective tasks.
Qin Tian resumed drawing his fashion designs, his movements more practiced and diligent than with the previous sketches, hoping to perhaps negotiate a higher price with President Wang next time.
Xia Nuannuan also became more focused on her studies, preparing for the college entrance examination, which was less than a month away.
Her sole objective was to get into Jiangcheng University with Qin Tian.
Ten years of diligent study, only to hope for success in the imperial examinations.
For the vast majority of ordinary families, the college entrance examination represented one of the most equitable competitive opportunities in their children's lives.
It wasn't just the students who were exhausted; the parents had also invested a great deal.
Qin Tian and Xia Nuannuan had a relatively easier time, but in many families, parents were extremely strict about their children's studies.
Some families even had a father or mother resign from their jobs when their children entered high school, dedicating themselves to taking care of the child until the college entrance examination concluded.
They woke up earlier than their children to prepare nutritious breakfasts, and for those living farther away, they would cycle their children to school. They stayed up later than their children at night.
Carrying the earnest hopes of their parents, the high school seniors in their final year were exceptionally driven during this last stretch before the exams.
Amidst a tense and increasingly anxious learning atmosphere, time ticked by day by day.
The countdown to the college entrance examination on the blackboard had, unnoticed, entered the single digits.
In classrooms across the school, students began to pack their belongings and leave, choosing to study at home.
Finally, on the afternoon of June 3rd, the school held a graduation ceremony for the graduating seniors in the auditorium.
Afterward, students returned to their classrooms. Once the homeroom teacher and subject teachers gave their final instructions, the students could go home to prepare for the college entrance examination.
In these final few days, further studying yielded little significant benefit. Rest, relaxation, and maintaining a good state of mind for the exams were more crucial.
In Class Ten's classroom, homeroom teacher Li Yanwang stood at the podium, giving the students some final advice about what to do at home.
Beside him were math teacher Shen Yi, as well as the English and chemistry teachers.
The other two teachers also taught other classes and had not yet arrived.
"Regarding your diet, have your parents pay attention to balanced nutrition, with a focus on light meals. It's best to avoid overly rich foods, as they can cause physical discomfort."
"As for your studies, in the coming days, it's mainly about conserving energy, relaxing your mood, and studying moderately. Sufficient sleep is very important."
"The final matter is to scout your exam venues. We will gather in the classrooms at 3 PM on the afternoon of the 6th. Don't forget."
"Alright, that's all I have to say."
Li Yanwang finished his concise remarks and gestured to the math teacher beside him, moving aside.
Math teacher Shen Yi stepped up to the podium, his gaze sweeping over the students below with a smile. "Teacher Li has said everything that needs to be said, so I won't waste your time. In a nutshell, for the next few days, my phone will be on twenty-four hours a day. If you have any questions regarding math or anything else, you can call me anytime."
"Oh, right, you all know my phone number, don't you?"
"I don't know!"
A boy shouted from below.
"Okay, okay, I'll assume you don't."
Shen Yi smiled, picked up a piece of chalk, and wrote his phone number on the blackboard. He clapped his hands. "This is my phone number, you can jot it down. Alright, I have nothing else to say."
Following him, the English teacher, chemistry teacher, and the hastily arrived physics and biology teachers all spoke briefly on stage.
During this time, shouts of excitement and joy could be heard from the direction of various senior classrooms.
Clearly, some students were already beginning to release the pressure they had accumulated over their three years of high school in this manner.
On the podium, Li Yanwang's gaze swept across the faces in the classroom, and a gentle smile appeared on his face.
"Old Li, say what you need to say, don't just smile like that, it's a bit creepy!"
Qin Tian suddenly yelled.
Li Xueping's smile froze on his face.
"I feel the same!"
Zhang Peng loudly agreed.
"Haha..."
The classroom erupted in laughter.
The teachers standing beside the podium also chuckled.
"Qin Tian, Zhang Peng, you two think I can't deal with you anymore, right?"
Li Yanwang glared at them.
"We wouldn't dare, you're King Yan, we're always your little ghosts."
Qin Tian grinned.
"Pfft!"
"Hahaha..."
The laughter in the classroom grew more boisterous, as if about to lift the ceiling.
Li Xueping's mouth twitched slightly.
He was, of course, aware of his nickname among the students.
He didn't know how it had been passed down, but every graduating class he taught privately referred to him this way.
"Qin Tian is right, you little brats will never escape my grasp, King Yan."
Li Xueping raised his hand and pointed at the students in the classroom. Suddenly, he changed his tone and said sternly, "So, even after graduation, you can always come back to see me. Life is a long journey, and paths will cross again."
At this moment, the various noisy sounds in the classroom had subsided.
Pairs of eyes looked at their homeroom teacher on the podium, and the atmosphere began to turn somber.
Some of the more emotional female students started to tear up.
"Class dismissed!"
Li Xueping paused for a moment before shouting suddenly.
"Stand up!"
Class monitor Mu Nan reacted a beat late and quickly stood up, shouting.
All the students rose and in unison, loudly called out, "Goodbye, teacher!!!"
The instant the voices faded, some girls had already burst into tears.
"Goodbye, students!"
Li Xueping nodded with a smile.
In the classroom, the sound of sobbing became more pronounced.
Some girls buried their faces on their desks, sobbing uncontrollably, mourning their three years of high school, feeling reluctant to part with their teachers and classmates, and also releasing their stress in this manner.
Xia Nuannuan didn't cry out loud but used a tissue to wipe her eyes, shedding silent tears.