Pretending to Cultivate in Kindergarten-Chapter 101: The Long-Awaited Time Alone
Jiang Qian finally played through the entire piece without mistakes.
She was delighted—but also suddenly a little disappointed.
Because she knew that Lin Zhengran wouldn’t always be there to teach her. Today’s lesson had only happened because of the key.
Lin Zhengran praised her, “Great job. You finally played through it smoothly. You really have talent—just a little guidance, and you grasp the technique quickly. If you practice a few more times, you should be able to master it.”
Just then, a soft, sweet voice called out from outside the building.
“Lin… Lin Zhengran? Are you here? Lin Zhengran?”
That sweet, lilting tone could only belong to Little He Qing.
She peeked her head through the entrance but, hearing no response, didn’t step inside. Instead, she turned to Han Wenwen and Jiang Xueli, who were also outside.
“He’s not in there either… Why did Lin Zhengran tell us to wait here?”
Han Wenwen crouched down, watching a tiny bug with a shell crawling through the grass. Her invisible fox tail swayed lazily behind her.
“Lin Zhengran probably got caught up in something again. He’s the freshman representative, after all—if there’s something important, the teachers always go to him first.”
Jiang Xueli crouched beside her, also watching the little bug. But she wasn’t saying anything—lost in thought.
“…It’s so small.”
Seeing them both crouched down, He Qing hesitated for a moment before crouching too.
But the sight of all those tiny insects in the grass made her nervous, and she clung to Han Wenwen’s arm.
“What are you guys looking at? There are so many bugs in the grass—it’s kind of scary.”
Han Wenwen chuckled. “Just watching this little bug crawl around. We don’t have anything else to do while we wait, right? Lin Zhengran should be here soon.”
Inside the piano room, both Lin Zhengran and Jiang Qian heard He Qing’s voice.
Lin Zhengran stood up. “Someone’s looking for me. And since I’ve already taught you the piece, I’ll be going now. I’ll take good care of the key.”
Jiang Qian’s lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to say something—but in the end, she just nodded.
Lin Zhengran turned and left without another word.
Jiang Qian remained seated, waiting until he was completely gone before she slowly stood up and walked out onto the hallway.
From a distance, she watched as Lin Zhengran met up with the three girls, her eyes subtly shifting.
—
Outside the multimedia building, Lin Zhengran saw the three girls squatting by the curb.
“What are you guys doing?”
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Hearing his voice, all three turned around.
He Qing lit up instantly.
“Lin Zhengran! Where were you? Are you done with your business?”
Lin Zhengran nodded and waved the key in his hand.
“The school just opened a piano room, and I got a key. If I ever need a quiet place, I can go there to practice.”
Han Wenwen perked up. “Wow, so now Lin Zhengran has his own personal office?”
Lin Zhengran shot her a look. Han Wenwen grinned and stayed quiet.
Jiang Xueli, meanwhile, was pouting slightly.
She had been trying to find a chance to talk to Lin Zhengran alone about what happened that time, but there had been no good opportunity.
Now, she figured she’d just have to wait until it was her turn for singing lessons with him.
“Zhengran, let’s go eat. I’m getting hungry.”
Lin Zhengran nodded. “Alright, let’s go.”
The four of them walked toward the cafeteria, Lin Zhengran in the center.
They chatted and laughed, though each had their own little thoughts in mind.
Meanwhile, from the hallway of the multimedia building, Jiang Qian silently watched as Lin Zhengran conversed so effortlessly with the three girls.
She said nothing.
Fang Meng had seen everything too.
She frowned slightly.
Wasn’t that He Qing girl supposed to be Lin Zhengran’s girlfriend?
Then why… were there two other girls?
And more importantly…
Fang Meng glanced at Jiang Qian.
She stepped closer.
“Qianqian.”
—
The sun was shining brightly.
After over a year of waiting, it was finally the day of Little He Qing’s Taekwondo competition in town.
She woke up early to wash up and pick out her outfit.
Han Wenwen lay on the bed in her pajamas, resting her chin on one hand.
“You really are like a girl in love,” she teased. “Just look at how anxious you are—getting all dressed up just to see Lin Zhengran.”
He Qing blushed and gave her an embarrassed glance.
“Don’t make fun of me.”
She slipped into a pretty skirt and twirled in front of Han Wenwen.
“How do I look?”
Han Wenwen gave her a once-over.
The simple white sweater and skirt weren’t fancy, but on He Qing, they made her look clean and effortlessly pure.
Even the little fox couldn’t resist—she reached out and touched He Qing’s smooth, porcelain-like legs.
“You look great. Good luck today.”
He Qing swatted her hand away, blushing.
“Agh! Stop that!”
She checked herself in the mirror one last time.
“Alright, I’m heading out now. I’ll be with Lin Zhengran today.”
Han Wenwen nodded.
“Good luck with the competition. And don’t forget to ask him if you have a special scent.”
“Wenwen!”
He Qing gave her an exasperated look but quickly smiled again, waving as she walked out.
“Bye-bye!”
“Bye-bye.”
He Qing dashed out of the dorm, eager to find Lin Zhengran.
Han Wenwen, still lying on the bed, crossed her arms and rested her chin on them.
She stared at the ceiling for a while, lost in thought.
Then, suddenly, she pulled the blanket over her head.
“Ugh, that stupid Zhengran! Always such a flirt. I’m gonna beat him up in my dreams!”
