Chapter 681: Chapter 681: Wish I Could Explode
If the news of Tong Sanlang achieving Jieyuan could make her feel so delighted she could jump in joy, then the news of Sun Junyan coming second was like a lump of shit suddenly falling on her head.
If she dared to jump, her head would instantly touch that lump of shit.
Under these circumstances, how could she not swear?
Fuck fuck fuck! ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ nοvelfire.net
As soon as Qiao Xiaomai uttered these words, Tong Sanlang hastily made a faux blocking gesture in front of her mouth. In such a public place, it would be bad if others heard her swearing.
Qiao Xiaomai slapped his hand away, unable to resist swearing again.
Of course, this time she deliberately lowered her voice.
Fuck fuck fuck, how could Sun Junyan, always scheming and plotting in his head, even pass the scholar exam?
And he came second, too. If it weren’t for Tong Sanlang, he would have been the best scholar in Huai’an County!
This feeling was really like swallowing a fly, even half of the good mood from Tong Sanlang’s excellent Jieyuan score was canceled out!
“Don’t worry, it’s none of our business.” Tong Sanlang patted her back, indicating for her to sit down.
At this moment, everyone was crowded around the Imperial List, and the contents up top were clear to see.
Those who passed were laughing heartily while those who didn’t were so gloomy they resembled the mourning of the deceased. The provincial exams were held only once every three years. If one didn’t pass this time, then all their efforts over these three years were in vain.
Three years, three years of time and hardship!
The feeling of failure was more severe than mourning!
This major event, which determines the fate of people, has always been this way for thousands of years – some rejoice while others weep. At the scene, the sound of laughter intertwined with loud weeping, making Qiao Xiaomai feel less annoyed.
She looked at the situation in front of her, feeling somewhat emotional.
Once every three years, failing was akin to studying for three years in the final grade of high school, it was repeating the final year for three consecutive years – so damn cruel.
But before this sentiment could overwhelm her, a sharp and ear-piercing laugh, reminiscent of a crow’s cawing, quickly entered her ears.
Forcibly and powerfully attracting all her attention.
She subconsciously looked towards the source of the noise.
She saw the Sun Family matron holding onto Qiao Meipan’s sleeve with one hand, constantly patting her body with the other, her belly out, her head slightly tilted back, her body trembling with laughter, she looked like she was having an epileptic fit.
Qiao Xiaomai only glanced them once before quickly averting her gaze, half of her joy diminished instantly again.
Looking at the matron of the Sun family laughing so arrogantly, she felt so disgusted she wished she could vomit the meal she ate the day before yesterday onto her face.
Given Cen Hong’s unwavering determination concerning her family, afraid Sun Junyan, this cockroach, would bounce back to Anping Village.
“I want to put a firecracker under Matron Sun’s feet, let her shoot up in the sky and blast into the most disgusting blood mist.”
“And Sun Junyan, this disgusting mother and son pair should act out a horror play with their lives.”
Qiao Xiaomai clenched her teeth, squeezing out these words between them.
He reached out and patted Qiao Xiaomai’s shoulder, “Don’t be so extreme, let’s think positively. I am also a scholar, his status as a scholar doesn’t mean anything in front of you. And furthermore, there’s the palace exam. Who knows what the future holds?”
Upon hearing this, Qiao Xiaomai considered the future, but she couldn’t help but sigh.
Sun Junyan’s status was no longer that of a commoner, when Yang Wang and Cen Hong wanted to take action, it could be more convenient.