Rebirth: Inheriting Millions In The Eighties
Chapter 752 - 750 Thank You_1

Chapter 752: Chapter 750 Thank You_1

He huffed, "Don’t mind him; he’s just a guy with a sick mind."

Muxia nodded, "I’ve been busy studying, I don’t have time to bother with him. There’s an essay competition coming up soon, which students from all over the country will be participating in. The competition is fierce, and there are many outstanding students, like that xxx from the Second High School. You’ve heard about him, haven’t you? His essay won the national championship last time!"

Speaking of this, Muxia really felt quite anxious at heart.

Jiang Qingchen cheered her up, his tone full of certainty, "I believe you can definitely win the championship!"

"Even I’m not sure about it, do you really believe it?" Muxia widened her eyes, looking at the back of the boy’s head.

How could he believe in her so much?

"Of course, I believe."

The feeling of being trusted was simply too good.

Muxia’s eyes curved into a smile, "Then I must work even harder, I won’t disappoint you!"

The essay contest was held as scheduled, and the results came out three days later.

That day, the school announced the awards over the pa system, "Attention, students. The winners of the recent National High School Essay Competition have been announced!"

Upon hearing this, Muxia promptly pricked up her ears.

So did Jiang Qingchen.

He had been working on Math Olympiad problems, but now he not only stopped, his fingers clenching the black pen tightly, his forehead, beaded with sweat, lifted, his dark eyes fixed on the loudspeaker.

As if he were the one who had participated in the competition.

"The third place is xxx, the second place is xxx. First place goes to Muxia from class one of the first grade. Let us congratulate them with the warmest applause!"

At the sound of her name, Jiang Qingchen’s tense handsome face instantly revealed a smile, like a cluster of fireworks bursting in the dark.

"Damn! Muxia, that kid, is awesome! Champion of the National High School Essay Competition!" Xu Zeming immediately burst into vigorous applause, even standing up to whistle twice.

Jiang Qingchen immediately grabbed the gift box from under the table and dashed out of the classroom.

Out of breath, he ran up more than ten flights of stairs to Muxia’s class and called her out.

As she walked out with him, Muxia chattered excitedly, "Bro, did you hear? I won the national essay competition! The teacher told me that the prize money and awards will be sent to the school later, and then she’ll hand them over to me."

"I heard, Muxia, congratulations," Jiang Qingchen stopped in a corner of the back playground and then pulled out a box from behind him and handed it to her, "This is my gift for you winning the championship."

"Ah?"

Muxia looked at the box, slightly stunned.

She had just won the championship, and he already had the gift ready? That was fast, wasn’t it?

"Take it," he said, seeing her spaced out, Jiang Qingchen picked up her hand himself and placed the gift in her palm.

Muxia finally snapped out of it, looking down at the pink gift box tied with a bow, curious, she poked it, "What’s inside?"

"Why don’t you open it and find out?" Jiang Qingchen responded with a counter-question.

"Hmm..."

Muxia said, while she untied the bow.

When she saw what was inside, her clear pupils instantly dilated in disbelief, filled with surprise, joy, and excitement.

It was a hair accessory.

A simple barrette style, studded with clusters of rhinestones, emitting a bright sheen in the sunlight, like a handful of white moonlight on a summer night.

It was extremely beautiful!

And the reason she was so excited was that...

"Isn’t this the hair accessory I’ve always liked but couldn’t afford to buy?" Muxia instinctively exclaimed, her voice bubbly and thrilled, like a balloon soaring into the sky.

Yes, this hair accessory was something Muxia had always wanted to buy but never could because the price of ten thousand yuan was indeed too expensive.

She would have to scrimp and save for more than half a year to afford it.

She never expected that she would have it in her hands now without spending a penny.

Muxia took the hairpin and looked at it from the left and the right, unable to put it down. Then she looked at Jiang Qingchen, her voice filled with excitement and confusion, "How did you know I liked this hairpin?"

She didn’t recall ever mentioning it to him.

Jiang Qingchen met her gaze and said gently, "When we were at the mall together, I saw you looking at it intently. Even though you didn’t say you wanted it, your expression made it clear you really liked it."

He analyzed.

"So I thought about buying it and giving it to you as a gift."

So that was it!

Deep down, Muxia felt an indescribable sensation.

She had to admit, he was really observant and he truly understood her!

It was as if there was a piece of sugar melting in her heart, and a slight unusual thought began to emerge.

Muxia suppressed this strange impulse, and raised her face to look at him again, "What if I hadn’t won the essay contest this time? Wouldn’t your gift have gone ungiven?"

Jiang Qingchen smiled, his voice warm and gentle, "Then I would find another reason to give the gift. After all, I bought it for you!"

These words didn’t just reach Muxia’s ears—they also sank into her heart.

That strange feeling resurfaced.

Muxia felt a tremor at the tip of her heart. Looking up at him, she expressed her gratitude, "Chen, thank you!"

"As long as you like it, that’s good enough," Jiang Qingchen said with a smile at the corner of his lips and an indulgent gaze. He then asked, "Muxia, can I make a request of you?"

"What is it? Just tell me," Muxia said, her eyes fixed steadily on him.

He had bought her such an expensive gift, how could he not make a request?

Jiang Qingchen said, "Stop calling me ’Chen’ or ’Qingchen’."

Even if he couldn’t instantly change his image as a brother in her heart, at least he could start by changing what she called him, to prevent her from always seeing him as a brother.

"Then what should I call you?" Muxia thought she would object to not calling him ’Chen’, having done so for so long. But for some reason, when he made this suggestion, she felt unexpectedly joyful inside.

It was as if she couldn’t wait to stop calling him ’Chen’.

It was indeed strange.

Jiang Qingchen cleared his throat slightly, "Just my name would be fine."

Muxia nodded, "Then from now on I’ll call you Jiang Qingchen directly!"

"Okay."

"We have class soon, let’s go back to the classroom," she said.

"Alright."

As soon as Muxia returned to the classroom, she encountered Xu Zeming, who was peering around the front of her class.

Seeing him, Muxia acted as though she hadn’t, her eyelashes drooping as she intended to ignore him completely.

But Xu Zeming spotted her and quickly followed behind her, speaking softly, "Muxia, congratulations on winning the championship."

"Thank you," Muxia could no longer ignore him, so she lifted her face and nodded politely to him.

Then she entered the classroom.

Once seated at her desk, Muxia felt that compared to his simple ’congratulations on the championship’, Jiang Qingchen’s gift was far more precious.

Not only had he prepared it in advance, but it was also something she had been longing for.

Muxia’s lips uncontrollably curled into a smile, her fingers clutching the hairpin and placing it in the most conspicuous spot in her hair.