"What the heck?" Li Hua was dumbfounded.

This shameless style is also a tradition of Group Six.

The first two classes in the morning were continuous Chinese lessons, with Old Liu, as usual, holding a teapot, acting like a middle-aged man.

Oh, it's indeed Zhongdeng.

He rolled up his sleeves, bracing the edge of the podium with one hand. He started rambling, and only stopped ten minutes later.

"Ah, well, the third practice exam will be held next Monday." 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Upon hearing this, the people below immediately became restless. There was a buzz of discussion, but not many people seemed nervous.

After all, they were already numb to it.

On the other hand.

"I heard the third practice exam is really easy?" Sun Zhicheng turned his head to ask, only to find everyone in the group was rather indifferent.

Lin Dong: "Sigh, then what's the point of taking it."

Yang Qiming turned his head, "What's there to figure out, after all, the last meal before execution in ancient times was usually quite a feast."

Sun Zhicheng: "..."

Lin Dong: "..."

The word "last meal" left them stunned, and the people around the group almost couldn't hold it in either.

"Damn! Such a beast!"

"Cousin, you better stop talking."

Actually, the people around were not too concerned, because they themselves didn't take the third practice exam that seriously either.

Just a simple practice exam, just to get a feel for it.

Sun Zhicheng sighed, soon it would be the third practice exam. Looking back at this last semester, time had flown by like a white horse galloping past a crack.

That saying was really true.

After January, it's June.

....

After school in the afternoon.

Approaching six o'clock, the sunset was as thick as blood. Half the class crowded into the corridor, marveling at the evening glow.

Jiang Nian had just come upstairs and saw a circle of people in the corridor.

What's going on?

Entering the classroom, he saw Fangfang still working on problems. He couldn't help but feel puzzled and casually patted Emperor Fangfang.

"Why aren't you outside watching the sunset?"

Huang Fang raised her head upon hearing this, and said indifferently, "I already saw it, then came back. The test paper isn't finished yet."

After a while, Zeng You also came in.

"Crazy, someone was throwing paper planes outside. The lower floor was covered with them, and Ji Ming gave them a good scolding."

Jiang Nian was slightly stunned and instinctively asked.

"Really?"

"Why would I lie? Go out and see for yourself." Zeng You sat at the back of the brightly lit classroom.

"There's a circle of people outside, all looking down at the spectacle."

Suddenly, an exclamation sounded.

"Whoa!!"

"Whoa! So brave!!"

"Another one flew!"

Jiang Nian went out for a look and indeed saw a few scattered paper planes spiraling crookedly in the air.

Some people were cheering, but were soon hushed by a whistle.

"You're here too?" Li Hua and a chubby fellow came over from the stairwell, winking at him.

"Ji Ming lost it, haha!!"

Jiang Nian also chuckled, leaning on the railing to continue watching, "I guess they're really repressed."

"It's not even the last day yet." The chubby guy got interested, "Do you think this year there might be..."

"Might be what?" Li Hua hated riddles.

Ma Guojun adjusted his glasses, a bit grumpily, "Of course it's shouting from the building, what else could it be."

Before long, the first evening self-study session began.

Old Liu entered the classroom with a stern look, first scanning left and right. Then he spoke, asking the class.

"Did anyone in our class throw a paper plane this afternoon? If so, stand up early, the grade team is investigating."

The suddenly serious atmosphere left the class stunned.

The next sentence.

"Don't think that just because there are no cameras, you'll be worry-free. Big mistake, you're busted if you're caught!"

The third class couldn't hold it in anymore, who could admit to that.

Old Liu was abstract too, just starting the evening self-study. Rushing to the class just to say this?

Enemies with wrongdoers?

"No."

"Didn't see, our class should all be unaware. In the afternoon, there were few people in the class."

"Yeah, yeah."

Hearing this, Old Liu nodded with a stern look.

"Good."

After saying that, he was ready to leave. At the classroom door, he even deliberately turned back, pointing at everyone in the class.

"The consequences are serious!!"

After a while, the class was silent. Not because they were afraid, but a bit exhausted from listening.

"Damn, Old Liu is so petty!!"

"Indeed, seemed like he didn't even have a meeting. Heard a little stir and came to report."

"Maybe he also flew one this afternoon."

"Hiss~~!!"

"Now that you mention it, it might be possible. There's an office window that seemed open too."

"Seriously?"

Jiang Nian didn't participate in the discussion, he was a bit distracted. The class monitor had said they'd have another meeting on Saturday.

This way he wouldn't forget her scent.

Whatever else, it was already evening. How come Li Qingrong hadn't come around yet, did she forget?

Never mind, find a chance to remind her.

"What are you thinking about?" Zhang Ningzhi saw Jiang Nian in a daze and poked him, "Did you finish memorizing the Chinese booklet?"

Jiang Nian snapped back and shook his head.

"Not yet."

After that, he pulled out a Chinese test paper. Took out the booklet and just looked at the questions and answers like that.

.....

"Something up?"

Li Qingrong raised her head and looked at Jiang Nian, who was pacing around. He had been in and out several times since the evening self-study started.

"No... nothing." Jiang Nian waved his hand, indifferent, "I'm just wandering around, you go ahead with your writing."

Li Qingrong: "..."

She pinched the pen, looking a bit helpless. Finally, she put it down and got up straight to walk out.

Passing by Jiang Nian, she whispered.

"Follow me."

"Oh."

The two of them walked down the stairs one after another. Before long, the bell rang, and it gradually became quiet downstairs.

Li Qingrong walked to a dark corner and turned around to wait for Jiang Nian to come over. As soon as he got in front her, she reached out and hugged him.

This time it was better, speaking of Jiang Nian.

The hug lasted for several minutes, with neither speaking in the darkness, until Li Qingrong couldn't stand it and released first.

"Next time you..."

The dim light couldn't show the details of her expression, only the tone revealing her embarrassment.

"Hey, you can't blame me." Jiang Nian was also helpless, "It's not like I can leave that thing at home."

Li Qingrong: "..."

Before leaving, she gave Jiang Nian a blank look, and then slid by him, going upstairs in a breeze.

"Qingqing is really stingy." Jiang Nian muttered softly, but didn't immediately go upstairs.

Instead, he wandered downstairs, waiting for the smell to disperse a bit before heading up.

In the classroom, the noise was a bit loud. Li Hua was still memorizing words, glanced at Jiang Nian and asked.

"Where did you go?"

"Canteen."

"Hmm?" Li Hua rubbed his nose, muttering, "Damn, I can have a stuffy nose in this weather too."

Jiang Nian: "..."

byd Li Hua, such a shame if he doesn't become a dog.

Zhizhi was busy working on problems, glanced at Jiang Nian. Seeing nothing unusual, she continued writing.

Before long, the evening self-study ended.

At the school gate.

Jiang Nian saw Xu Qianqian and her friends, the two girls had waited for over half an hour, waiting to go home together with him.

"Here?"

"Why are you so slow!!"

"Is this something I can decide?" Jiang Nian was speechless, "Why did you suddenly start waiting for me today?"

"It's nothing, picking one day out of seven." Xu Qianqian rolled her eyes, "To avoid you complaining about going home alone."

Hearing this, Jiang Nian understood.

An executive order, huh.

You could've just said so, but he has an exam protection period. Hearing "executive order" won't make him nervous.

What about after the exam?

Depends on fate.

Maybe he'll dodge death and extend his life.

"Alright, makes me a bit moved." Jiang Nian said, "Tomorrow is Sunday, so how about some late-night snacks tonight."

"Who's paying?" Xu Qianqian asked.

"Xiao Song should, it's her turn."

"Alright, what do you want to eat?" Song Xiyun opened her phone, completely unaware it was a joke.

Today was different from yesterday.

The poor girl from before had now saved a bit of money. It's more than enough to treat the two of them to snacks.

"I'll pay, let's go." Jiang Nian laughed.

Song Xiyun was slightly disappointed, looking at the two of them.

"Ah?"

"Ignore him, he has money anyway." Xu Qianqian dragged Xiao Song forward, "Eat him poor!"

"Oh, okay."

The three of them strolled along, disappearing into the depths of the foggy night street.