After Being Rejected, I Brought the Cute School Beauty Home to Be My Wife
After Being Rejected I Brought the Cute School Beauty Home to Be My Wife Chapter 164.2

Chapter 164: I No Longer Wish to Live (Part 2)

Shen Lingyao had been waiting for these words.

The girl was overjoyed, happily grabbing Zhao Qingfeng’s hand and bouncing around him in several circles.

Zhao Qingfeng was also very excited.

But while happy, he thought of a troublesome issue.

This time, his performance in the exams was too outstanding.

If he really became the top scholar of the province, he would be fought over by Huaqing and Peking University.

It was too bothersome…

He just wanted to be with Shen Lingyao.

If he had known earlier, he would have just controlled his scores.

But then he thought, he couldn’t control his scores.

If he didn’t reach the admission score for Ji Province University, the girl would definitely be heartbroken.

Forget it.

Don’t think too much, just deal with it when the time comes.

While he was thinking, Zhang Yang came running over excitedly with a donkey face.

“Brother Zhao, Brother Zhao, I am awesome!”

Zhang Yang did exceptionally well in the exams, so happy that his donkey face almost flew to the sky.

“Which university do you want to attend?”

After congratulating him, Zhao Qingfeng asked.

Zhang Yang thought for a moment, “Brother Zhao, I want to ask where Fu Xiaoli is going…”

Understandable.

Love is the greatest after all.

And even if Zhang Yang went to a university far away, it wouldn’t affect their brotherhood, especially since Zhao Qingfeng’s future career would span the entire world, it wouldn’t matter at all.

The three quickly returned to school.

Upon entering the classroom, the students were all buzzing with conversation.

Some were distressed.

Some were proud.

Some sighed.

Some laughed.

A variety of expressions were fully displayed on the faces of each student at the end of the university entrance examination.

Not long after sitting down, Teacher Yan came in.

He looked around with a satisfied expression and said.

“Students.”

“The three years of middle school life are coming to an end today!”

“Twelve years of hard study, regardless of the results this time, I hope you never give up on your future beliefs!”

“Cough cough…”

“Not to say much, but the same old saying, there are no banquets that never end, Teacher Yan sincerely wishes you a future as splendid as a brocade!”

“Now, for the last time, I say to you!”

“Students, stand up, class is over, let’s go crazy together!”

With that command from Teacher Yan, the entire class erupted in cheers.

Not just them.

Other classes had gone crazy much earlier!

Many students had already rushed out of the classrooms, excitedly shouting everywhere.

“I’ve finally graduated!”

“I’m going to university!”

“I’m stepping into society!”

“Goodbye, middle school!”

“Beautiful life, here I come!”

At this moment.

If one stood on the sports field.

They would see shredded exam papers and workbooks flying out of the windows non-stop.

Like snowflakes in a blizzard, obscuring the sky and the sun, with endless shouts.

The students used their biggest frenzy to wildly commemorate their three years of youth!

“Brother Qingfeng!”

“Hmm?”

“Congratulations, you’ve graduated!”

“Hmm.”

“Now that we’re all adults, do you have anything you want to say?”

“Yes.”

“La la la, I’m not listening, I’m going home now, chase me!”

Chase?

Then chase!

Shen Lingyao playfully ran away, and Zhao Qingfeng immediately thought to chase after her.

But suddenly, Zhang Yang came over looking very upset, hugging Zhao Qingfeng tightly as tears uncontrollably streamed down his donkey face.

“Brother Zhao, I don’t want to live anymore, waaaaah~~!”

———-
Support the Translation! 🌐✨

Your donations not only show appreciation but also keep the translator motivated! Every contribution helps continue bringing you more of what you love. Thank you for being a part of this journey! 💖

https://www.ko-fi.com/maxoofie

Moofie[Translator]

Just a college student that loves reading novels~!

Leave A Comment

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

@

error: Content is protected !!