Pretending to Cultivate in Kindergarten-Chapter 184: The End of the College Entrance Exam

Fang Meng took two cups of instant noodles from the kitchen cabinet where they were stored, peeled off the lids, and poured in hot water.

Placing them on a tray, she carried them to Jiang Qian’s bedroom.

Jiang Qian’s room was large but cluttered. Around the massive black bed, stacks of books, half as tall as a person, formed walls, leaving only a single path to walk through.

Despite the chaotic arrangement, even the maids who came to clean daily didn’t dare touch them. Some books had fallen to the floor, but no one picked them up—because if they disrupted the order, Jiang Qian would have to spend a long time reorganizing them.

Fang Meng moved the table over and curiously asked, “Did your room get even more books recently?”

While waiting for the noodles to soak, Jiang Qian had already changed out of her school uniform into a comfortable black pajama set. Her cool eyes swept over the books around her. “You weren’t here, and no one else dared touch them. Later, help me take out the ones I’ve finished reading.”

She quickly pointed to about forty books.

Fang Meng nodded. “Got it, I’ll take them out after we eat.”

Jiang Qian remained expressionless. “It’s easier when you’re here. Other people never remember what I say. By the way, Xiao Meng, tell me in detail—what exactly is going on between you and Lin Zhengran?”

She patted the bed beside her, signaling for Fang Meng to sit down and talk.

Fang Meng sat on the edge of the bed and began recounting how she had met Lin Zhengran over the past year, how she had observed him, and what she had learned.

Jiang Qian sighed, “So that’s how it was… And after I gave you time off, you kept going to see him?”

Fang Meng nodded. “Want to hear my full assessment of him after all this time?”

She spoke in detail:

“I noticed that Lin Zhengran doesn’t have a strict schedule. He does whatever he feels like. He reads when he has time, but unlike you, he doesn’t get lost in deep thought—he’s just a pure genius.”

Jiang Qian’s eyes stayed locked on Fang Meng, completely focused.

Fang Meng continued, “Also, he has a great physique. I’ve never seen him work out, but his muscles are well-defined and naturally shaped…”

Jiang Qian’s small hand clenched slightly, her cheeks turning a faint red. “Mm, go on…”

Fang Meng went on, “His approach to studying isn’t much different from yours, but in daily life…”

Jiang Qian interrupted, “Tell me more about his daily habits—his favorite foods, favorite colors, what time he eats, what kind of tissues he uses in the bathroom, that kind of stuff.”

Fang Meng was momentarily stunned.

Jiang Qian’s curiosity about Lin Zhengran was different now.

Before, she had only cared about how he studied.

But now… she wanted to know everything.

Fang Meng took out her notebook. “He likes a brand of tissues from the supermarket called ‘Shufen.’ They’re soft and gentle on the skin…”

The last two months leading up to the college entrance exam flew by in a blur.

For most seniors, the days felt like they were chasing each other, leaving little room for rest. Everyone had their own things to focus on.

Lin Zhengran wasn’t just tutoring one of the girls per week anymore. Instead, every weekend, he gathered all three together.

They studied at his home, sitting around a table in his bedroom.

Lin Zhengran played the role of an old professor, either patrolling around them or sitting across from them, watching them answer questions.

Whenever they had doubts, they’d raise their hands.

As the one with the worst academic talent, Han Wenwen was the most frequent hand-raiser. “Teacher! I don’t know how to do this question!”

Lin Zhengran would walk over and explain, pointing at the steps.

The little fox’s drowsy brain would suddenly clear up. “Oh! I get it now! Lin Zhengran, you’re amazing.”

“Call me teacher.”

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Han Wenwen grinned. “Teacher.” Then she went back to doing problems.

Jiang Xueli had the second-highest hand-raising rate. “Zhengran-laoshi!”

More explanations. More pointers.

Among them, He Qing was actually the smartest.

However, she always got nervous during important exams.

It was the reason Lin Zhengran thought she’d end up in the same class as Han Wenwen and Jiang Xueli in the first place.

So during their study sessions, he didn’t need to help her much academically. Instead, he reassured her whenever she seemed anxious.

He would gently pat her head.

“Don’t worry. Just take your time and answer the questions. You know this stuff. If you stay calm, you’ll perform beyond your usual level.”

He Qing, seeing him be so gentle, shyly nodded, her voice soft, “Okay… I understand, Lin Zhengran-laoshi.”

Jiang Xueli and Han Wenwen, seeing this, grew a little jealous mid-problem-solving.

But Lin Zhengran was fair to all three of them.

He focused on helping each girl with their specific weaknesses.

He hoped they would all achieve the results they wanted.

At that moment, the door opened.

His mother, Lin Xiaoli, walked in, carrying a fruit platter. “Teacher Zhengran, here’s some fruit!”

His kind but airheaded mother loved getting involved in the atmosphere.

Lin Zhengran took the platter from her. “Thanks, Mom.”

Lin Yingjun popped his head in too. “Good luck, you four!”

The three girls responded in unison.

Two months later, the college entrance exam arrived.

The day was tense.

Parents gathered in droves at the school gate.

A banner hung over the road outside, stating: Road Closed for the College Entrance Exam

Jiang Xueli’s parents came.

Lin Yingjun and Lin Xiaoli came.

Even He Qing’s mother showed up, all standing in the crowded entrance.

As students walked in, parents whispered last-minute encouragements.

Though they were mostly the usual lines—“Don’t be nervous, just do your best.”—they still carried some weight.

Only Han Wenwen had no one to see her off.

Her uncle sent her a text instead:

"Haohua is sick today, so I can’t come. Good luck, Wenwen!"

Haohua was her uncle’s son.

Han Wenwen replied to his message, then looked up to see Lin Zhengran approaching.

Their eyes met, and they stepped into a quiet corner.

The little fox tightly hugged Lin Zhengran, feeling a mix of nervousness and grievance.

She had gotten used to this over the years.

If no one comforted her, she would’ve been fine.

But with Lin Zhengran here, her subconscious sadness bubbled up.

Lin Zhengran said, “Don’t be nervous. Do your best. I’m here with you.”

Han Wenwen bit his neck lightly. “I’ll definitely do my best… so we can go to the same university.”

She stared into Lin Zhengran’s eyes, her fox-like gaze filled with charm, admiration, and affection.

Then, she bit his neck again.

The most nerve-wracking part of exams wasn’t actually checking the results.

It was the moments before the test began.

Once the exam started, that tension naturally faded.

Sitting in the exam room, Lin Zhengran looked down at the paper.

The questions that might have made others sweat bullets—

To him, they practically had the answers written underneath.

He filled them in effortlessly.

And just like that, before he even realized it—

The college entrance exam was over.