"Chi Shi!" Li Hua pointed at him, "Teacher, this guy was late, his exam eligibility should be canceled."

On the podium, Qingbao asked a question.

"Where did you go?"

Jiang Nian answered honestly, "I was called by a teacher to go and notify about changing the math multiple-choice answers on the third floor."

Upon hearing this, Qingbao understood completely.

"Oh, start the exam then."

Below, Li Hua was extremely envious. Jiang Nian was dubbed the "messenger" and even went to the third floor!!

Damn, what a show-off he was!

He imagined the parallel class’s teacher being tremendously shocked, with the beautiful girls in the parallel class going crazy over him.

Halfway through his wild fantasies, he was already feeling euphoric.

"Crap, this brat got the better of it."

Jiang Nian had just sat down and was about to start writing on his exam paper. Suddenly, he felt a dark gaze and couldn’t help but shiver.

"What’s this about?"

He turned his head and met the eyes of Li Hua, whose face was pressed against the desk. Secretly peeking, full of jealousy.

Like a sewer rat, dark and unworthy of a direct look.

"Whoa, what the heck are you doing?" He whispered, "If you keep staring at me, I’ll call a van full of people to deal with you!"

Li Hua raised a middle finger, gritting his teeth.

"Despicable Jiang Nian, you stole my chance to show off! You want all the glory to yourself, right, didn’t think of me!"

"Damn, what is this supposed to mean?" Jiang Nian lowered his voice again.

Qingbao was already looking over, but hadn’t stood up yet. Probably just curious about what the two were whispering about?

Cheating...?

"Supermarket you, the math teacher called you." Li Hua said angrily, "If you had mentioned me, couldn’t I have gone too?"

"It wasn’t our math teacher." Jiang Nian touched his face, showing a smile, "It was Teacher Qi."

Upon hearing this, Li Hua was instantly stunned.

"Chi Shi Chi Shi!!!"

"During the exam, be quiet." Qingbao couldn’t take it anymore, "Jiang Nian, Li Hua, stop whispering to each other."

"Oh." Li Hua wilted.

"OK OK!" Jiang Nian smiled cheerfully, enthusiastically unfolding his exam paper, only to find his name and student number already filled in.

"Uh..." He paused for a moment, then glanced at the class monitor.

Li Qingrong looked back at him and then averted her gaze. The next second, the answer sheet rustled and was pushed over.

Jiang Nian: "...."

That’s not what he meant, damn it!

Stupid stereotypes, really suck!!

In the math classroom, halfway through the exam monitoring time.

On the podium, Qingbao tilted her head back, stretched her neck. Exam supervision during weekly tests doesn’t allow phones, it’s truly boring.

Half an hour ago, she had already counted, the classroom headcount, gender ratio, floor tiles, glass, and name strokes.

She also compiled a count of the number of people with median name strokes in the class.

Such boredom.

She fantasized about one day becoming a renowned teacher, with her students becoming talented leaders and her teachings spreading far and wide.

Coming back to her senses, she massaged her palm’s acupuncture points.

Conscientiously massaging from thumb to pinky, pressing each point completely, still no bell rang.

"Ahem." She coughed lightly, stood up, and began pacing around the classroom, subconsciously adjusting her posture and stance.

In the classroom, wherever Qingbao’s gaze fell, the students displayed different behaviors.

Zeng You was picking at the pimples on his face, leisurely writing his exam paper. Luo Yong had to scratch his head every now and then.

Yang Qiming was shaking his leg, the sound noticeable within a two-meter range. Huang Caicai was sniffing, sniffling constantly.

Dong Que was muttering, not sure in what language. Seemed in good shape, as if he knew how to solve everything.

Tao Ran circled the bunny-eared girl from the anime in the guide on the big questions, drawing a bridal veil separately.

The girls were pretty well-behaved, mostly nervously doing their tasks. Except Yu Zhiyi, who would check whether Qingbao was looking before cheating.

Qingbao was also puzzled, just peek at other people’s answers.

What does popping your head up first mean?

In the end, she stopped near Jiang Nian. Noting that although he was slow, he abandoned any that should be given up.

Leaving them all blank because he couldn’t do them.

"Can you finish?" she asked.

Jiang Nian instinctively looked up, rubbing his chin and pondering for a moment.

"Maybe."

Li Qingrong, working on large problems next to him, couldn’t help but look up upon hearing this. Her glance cool and fleeting towards Jiang Nian.

Those words, she said them just yesterday.

"Maybe."

"Then hurry up, there’s still half an hour until the end of the exam." After saying that, Qingbao returned to sit behind the podium.

....

After school.

Jiang Nian exited the classroom, immediately spotting Wang Yuhe glaring behind him, with Chen Yunyun beside her, amused yet helpless.

Quail eggs...

He didn’t hesitate at all, almost immediately took off running.

It’s Monday, their hair-wash day. The two were busy with lunch and hair washing, as long as he wasn’t caught, he was safe.

Sure enough, when he returned from the cafeteria to the classroom, he found himself alone there.

"Tsk, let’s grab a test paper."

After a while, a clear voice echoed in the classroom.

"Jiang Nian, you didn’t go to eat?"

He looked up, finding it was the literary committee member, Little Bailing (Dong Que).

"I did, and you are....."

"Oh, coming to pick up some homework." Little Bailing bent over at her seat, searching through the desk hole for the paper.

Glug glug, chatting with Jiang Nian simultaneously.

"Hey, did you finish the math test today?"

"No, left two big problems blank." He said casually, "Too much I couldn’t do, leaving them blank was just leaving them blank."

It was early January, winter was mild.

Platinum sunlight slanted through the classroom windows, leaving them two alone in the quiet room, dust dancing in the sunlight.

Across a group of desks, they chatted idly.

"Isn’t your math supposed to be good?"

"Usually scored a hundred and one, is that considered good?" Jiang Nian leaned his head, looking lazy, "It’s gone to hell."

Dong Que stopped what she was doing, empty-handed, turning to him. The sunlight highlighted Jiang Nian’s hair with a golden edge.

"And if I also score a hundred, so what?"

He replied casually, "Then it means you can’t do it."

"Hehe, didn’t you also only score a hundred and one?" Dong Que pursed her lips, her clear laughter echoing through the empty classroom.

"Indeed, we’re in the same boat."

"I’m a girl."

"Oh, same difference." Jiang Nian turned his head, curiously asking, "What homework are you looking for, still haven’t found it?"

"Yeah, the chemistry test paper from the night study session." Dong Que squatted, continuing to rummage in the desk belly.

"Due tonight, I brought it home at noon to start on it."

"Come on, can’t find something handed out yesterday." Jiang Nian got up, "Don’t you have a binder for your test papers?"

"Misplaced it."

He chuckled, "You’re really almost like a guy; Li Hua’s papers are the same, just crumpled up."

Dong Que turned to look at the boy in the corner, slightly dissatisfied.

"Can you help me find it?"

Suddenly, footsteps echoed from the corridor outside. Following that, Luo Yong’s voice, the peculiar laugh of someone in the voice change period.

"I’ll definitely be the first back to the classroom, wanna bet?"

"Bet what?"

"Five bucks."

Jiang Nian was already on the move, rolling up his sleeves.

"Haven’t found it yet?"

Finding a test paper might be difficult for others, but with his organizing skills, it was a piece of cake.

"Huh?.....I...." Dong Que swallowed, hurriedly rummaging through for a moment before pulling out a test paper and standing up.

"Found.....found it, don’t need help."

Suddenly, footsteps echoed from the head of the corridor outside, followed by Luo Yong’s voice, with the distinctive laugh of puberty.

"I’m sure I’m the first one back to the classroom, want to bet or not?"

"I was just coming back for something." Dong Que kept her head down and headed for the staircase.

"This is coming back, doesn’t count." Luo Yong felt a bit embarrassed, turning to Wang Wenzhong, "I’m definitely the first one in the classroom."

"You didn’t leave, did you?"

"Came back to grab some stuff." Dong Que glumly returned and left for the staircase with her head down.

Jiang Nian was the first. "Five bucks, I want half."

Downstairs.

Dong Que hurried down, sticking close to the side of the wall, clutching the test paper tightly, her heart pounding.