She's waiting for me there.

The invigilator glanced at the clock hanging on the wall.

Remind: "The exam will end in 20 minutes. Students who haven't finished their papers should speed up, and those who have finished should check their papers carefully."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of pen tips rubbing against the test paper in the examination room quickened a lot.

Qing Ning turned the paper over, making a rustling sound.

A man who looked about 40 years old next to him suddenly looked up and gave Qing Ning an unfriendly look.

When he pushed the thick lens at the bottom of the wine bottle and saw the girl's face clearly, the dissatisfaction in his eyes was much less.

Who would have the heart to blame such a pretty girl?

So, appearance can solve half of the troubles in life.

The other half requires intelligence.

Qing Ning happens to have both of these, which means that there are basically no troubles in her life.

She tilted her head to glance at the "uncle" and felt awe in her heart.

This guy should be pretty good.

Anyway, it should be easy to find a job in the future.

You can tell without looking at his resume that he must have work experience.

After all, his apparent age already reveals the vicissitudes of his life.

It’s a good thing to have priority in employment.

Qing Ning gently put the cap on the pen, trying not to make any noise.

The sound of flipping papers and snapping pen caps is absolutely taboo in the examination room.

When others are answering the test paper seriously and have just finished the second question on the first page, when they hear the sound of turning the paper, they will subconsciously think that you have finished answering the first page.

This created anxiety is enough to interrupt a candidate's train of thought.

Why are we anxious?

Very simple.

No one wants to admit that they are worse than others.

We are all top students, and we have all studied hard for so many years. Why are you able to finish the papers so quickly?

Qing Ning slowly packed her pencil case. She no longer wanted to check the test paper.

Based on her many years of experience, the revised answers may not be correct, but most of the time, people will regret the revised answers.

In order to avoid regrets, she rarely changes the answers on the test paper.

The first choice is definitely the right one.

No matter what happens, Qing Ning always tells herself this.

When I put the last gel pen into my pencil case, I accidentally saw a sticky note inside.

The style is very simple, so simple that the patterns on it are all hand-painted.

Because it has been so long, the handwriting on it has become a little blurred due to friction.

"Good luck on your exam, little Qing Ning. I'll be waiting for you outside."

There is also a nice smiley face drawn next to it.

This pencil case was given to her when she was in high school.

Including the learning tools inside, they were all carefully prepared by him.

And that sticker.

The handwriting is very beautiful. She has always wanted to ask Chen Yun why a grown boy can write such beautiful words.

It wasn't until that afternoon that she heard Chen Yun's story.

I know it's all thanks to the mother-in-law I've never met.

When Chen Yun was in school, his handwriting was so loose that it looked like it had a built-in anti-counterfeiting mark. Even the teacher who graded the papers couldn't recognize it.

After Yang Sian found out, he bought a lot of calligraphy copies.

Practicing calligraphy is very tiring. Not only is it tiring, it is more of a psychological torture.

Children are always very lively. How could they sit there contentedly and write the Chinese characters they know over and over again?

Yang Sian looked at Chen Yun's sad face and just stayed by his side with a doting look on his face.

She never tired of correcting his mistakes, constantly encouraging him, and praising him every time he wrote a beautiful word.

Children's emotional values ​​are easy to satisfy, and in this way, Chen Yun gradually fell in love with writing.

Qing Ning was deeply touched after listening to this, and she has already thought that in the future, whether it is her own children, or Yi'an and Xunyou, she will teach them patiently.

"There are only 10 minutes left, everyone please be serious."

The teacher's soft voice sounded, and the atmosphere in the classroom suddenly became tense.

When the test papers are just handed out, you never know how nervous you will be.

Until this moment, Qing Ning looked at a junior schoolmate across from her and saw that beads of sweat had appeared on her forehead, and the pen in her hand was moving very quickly.

In fact, the girl was quite confused. Why did she only have inspiration in these few minutes?

Perhaps only when things are pushed to a certain point will special ideas come into your mind.

Qing Ning rested his chin on one hand and silently watched every move of the people around him.

It’s very interesting. Everyone has different expressions and everyone has a different life.

This is like the amulet worn around the neck, which is said to have been obtained by Cheng Wenyin with great effort.

Why isn't this thing worn around one's neck? Is it worn somewhere else to protect others?

Or maybe the god who blesses us is hiding under some clouds and overlooking all living beings, but has forgotten the pious little girl we once were.

Every time she went through hardship, she would kneel in the secret base and pray with her hands clasped together.

A long time ago, she met a stray cat.

She is very thin and small, and her voice is very gentle.

She didn't know why this stray cat appeared in the village and why a group of children attacked it with stones.

When Qing Ning found it, it was already dying.

Maybe he was hungry or he was beaten.

He carefully brought the kitten back to the secret base and took out half a steamed bun to feed it.

After doing all this, the kitten still showed no signs of improvement.

Qing Ning seemed to see her future self in it, so she knelt on the ground facing the clouds and said something piously.

Faith is really a magical thing. After she silently recited a long prayer that she thought was very sincere, she felt much better.

So, at that time, Xiao Qingning believed that the gods must have heard her voice, after all, she was really pious.

The next day, when I got to the secret base after school, the kitten's body had become stiff.

There was no big change on Qing Ning's face, she just smiled at it.

He looked up at the clouds above his head and smiled.

Ha ha!

God!

forget it.

Those things are just things to protect others.

But to me, it is nothing but a figment of my imagination.

In her life, there are always some things that appear a little later.

But just a little bit late was enough to change a lot of things.

If she had found the kitten earlier, perhaps the outcome would have been different.

Qing Ning slowly pulled off the amulet from her neck and wrapped it with the sticker.

She had long stopped believing in gods, but after meeting Chen Yun, she became a devout believer again.

The beliefs in my heart also changed accordingly.

Since things far away cannot protect her, why not trust things that are close at hand.

There is only one god in her heart now, and that is Chen Yun.

Once this idea comes into mind, it seems like everything is solved.

It was as if this idea had existed for hundreds or thousands of years.