Jiang Nian was stunned for a moment and leaned back.

"Went into the wrong room?"

"How clumsy." Qianqian glanced at him and turned to walk to the kitchen, "Help out if you're free."

"Okay, okay."

Jiang Nian entered, and Song Xiyun stepped aside. The two exchanged glances briefly, and Song Xiyun awkwardly looked away.

"Why are you guys doing it yourselves?"

"Huh?" Song Xiyun was flustered for a moment and then explained, "Qianqian said you're too slow."

"Alright." Jiang Nian nodded, "It's indeed getting late. It would be nice if we could finish school earlier."

That was indeed what he felt. The homework at this stage wasn't much, and the fourth evening self-study session meant little to him.

Song Xiyun: "You can… apply for early leave."

"Hmm, I'll see next time." Jiang Nian responded casually, but didn't take it too seriously.

In the kitchen, Jiang Nian took over from Qianqian. He glanced at the ingredients and started working.

The two girls stood side by side, watching Jiang Nian's operation.

"Impressive."

Jiang Nian was speechless for a moment and casually directed them.

"Go and put out the snacks."

"Oh."

The two girls went out and did some chores. Then they turned on the TV to watch for a while until the late-night snack was ready.

The shrimp porridge was pre-cooked by them, and Jiang Nian adjusted the flavor. There were also a pile of snacks and purchased treats.

The amount wasn't much, just enough to finish.

Late at night, the three of them had their snack and chatted for a while, with most of the conversation between the two girls.

Song Xiyun listened on the side, occasionally tapping on her phone.

"Hey, does your class still have lessons?" Qianqian suddenly asked, "What are they teaching, like problem-solving techniques?"

"Stopped long ago, just doing worksheets and discussing them." Jiang Nian said, "Sometimes it's self-study, or chatting."

"We're about the same." Qianqian tilted her head slightly, "So boring, might as well have the exams earlier."

"Want to go to the beach and book tickets in advance."

Upon hearing this, Song Xiyun nodded in agreement, "Yeah, let's end quickly and leave school."

Here, Jiang Nian had already set up the camera. He aimed it at the two girls, who instinctively dodged, and started recording.

"Come on, let's have a keepsake."

"What should we say?"

"Anything you want, like feelings or something." Jiang Nian adjusted the angle, "Or mood-related stuff."

Qianqian thought for a moment and pointed at the lens.

"Start the vacation early!!!"

"What about you?" Jiang Nian moved the camera towards Xiao Song, "What's the first thing you want to do after the college entrance exams?"

Song Xiyun: "Play games, three days and three nights."

"Qianqian, how about you."

"Beach, stroll along the sand." She said, "Why are you looking at me, I'm not wearing a swimsuit, get lost!"

Jiang Nian remained unfazed; swimsuits aren't just for the beach.

"Alright, turning it off now."

"Hey, you haven't said anything yet." Qianqian stopped him, "We've all shared, you have to say too."

So, the camera changed hands.

"Speak up."

"Uh..." Jiang Nian faced the lens, hesitated slightly, "I hope to be safe after the college entrance exams."

Qianqian was a bit bewildered but didn't think much of it. He's always been peculiar; she's long used to it.

The three of them thought it was nice to get together once a week and record a video each time as a keepsake.

The last time would be just after the college entrance exams.

Thus, they agreed to keep it up.

....

The next day.

Sunday, the day that was agreed upon to eat hot pot together.

Jiang Nian didn't care; after all, Xu Shuang had the dormitory key. More precisely, it should be called the lounge key.

After all, he wouldn't be staying in that place.

In the final month, classes seemed to fast forward. Almost in the blink of an eye, a class was over.

No one left the classroom after class; most people either lay down to sleep or stayed in their seats writing worksheets.

Zhou Yuting looked at the worksheets on the desk, feeling anxious inside. Roughly estimated, it would take at least two days to complete.

But this was just the tip of the iceberg: half a set of math worksheets, a set of English sprint worksheets, physics…...

The unfinished worksheets were piled up layer upon layer in the book basket.

No more time.

She thought for a moment and decided to ask Tao Ran for advice, "Group leader, what do you think I should work on first now?"

Tao Ran was actually quite free and thought for a moment.

"Work on the key points."

"Huh?"

He explained, "The key points are the medium difficulty knowledge points, just reinforce them a bit."

Zhou Yuting pursed her lips, "What about the difficult problems?"

"Ignore them; you won't learn them before the exams anyway." Tao Ran said, "What, during the tense exams you'll suddenly learn them?"

Zhou Yuting: "What if I'm just a few points short..."

"Just accept your loss then." Tao Ran said, "Such things, only the examiners really know."

"Alright."

Dong Que was listening all along but couldn't bring herself to laugh. The so-called key points were only aimed at the class's top students.

For mid-level students like them to allocate review time, it's almost like robbing Peter to pay Paul.

In the end, it's busy wasting time.

Soon, noon dismissal.

Li Hua stretched, "Finally, the holiday is upon us, college entrance exams coming, and the internet cafe is offering bonuses."

"Hey, you gonna top up?"

"Nope." Jiang Nian stopped writing, glanced at him, "It's broad daylight; we're still in public."

"Chi Shi!"

Li Hua cursed once, then ran off excitedly. He grabbed the big guy to go to the internet cafe together.

"What, not going?"

"Yeah." Ma Guojun packed his backpack, "I'm gonna go home for an online class, from two to five-thirty in the afternoon."

"Bro, you've changed." Li Hua lamented, "Not relaxing with some games, how will your grades improve?"

"Study addict." Ma Guojun threw down those words and left.

Jiang Nian glanced at Li Hua, feeling satisfied to see him unhappy.

"Loser, serves you right!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ningzhi glared at him.

"Don't speak vulgarities."

"Okay, okay, sure." Jiang Nian agreed, "Won't talk like Li Hua next time."