CHAPTER 693: CHAPTER 550: THE MEANING OF LIFE (PART 3)

Suddenly, Wang Yuhe let out a cold laugh and spoke out loud.

"Evil monster, I won’t let you trample our school."

As soon as she finished speaking, even Wang Yuhe was confused. She turned her head and saw that the whole group was staring at her.

Lin Dong had just woken up, looking completely terrified.

"Where did the monster come from?"

Wang Yuhe’s face instantly turned bright red and she buried her head on the desk. She didn’t dare to lift her head until the school bell rang.

After school, Jiang Nian packed up his things and prepared to leave.

"Bye Zhizhi."

"Bye." Zhang Ningzhi was in a good mood, having completed four papers, "Are you going to write papers again when you get home tonight?"

"Yes, why?"

"Nothing." Zhang Ningzhi pursed her lips, secretly determined to write a paper after getting home as well.

Can’t fall too far behind, or else certain people would walk all over you.

That kind of thing is unacceptable.

Jiang Nian found it odd, but didn’t ask further. It’s not that he wanted to work hard; it was just inevitable in various situations.

He carried his bag and left, passing by the front door of the classroom. He quickly greeted the class president and returned the pen to her.

"Qingqing, I’m leaving now."

"Hmm." Li Qingrong nodded, finished packing the test papers, and then momentarily lowered her eyes, drawing a slash on the calendar.

Sunday was circled in red; that day was the day they would change seats this week.

At the school gate.

"Did your class hand out test papers?" Xu Qianqian asked, "A lot of papers, you can forget about sleeping tonight."

Jiang Nian rubbed his neck, "Can I write them with you tonight?"

"Go away!"

"Okay!"

The three walked home silently, washed up, and returned to their respective homes. As the desk lamp clicked on, the papers were laid out to tackle the tasks.

Late at night, Jiang Nian lifted his head and stretched his neck. He heard a buzz—the phone had received a few messages.

Xu Qianqian: "I can’t do anymore, going to sleep."

Song Xiyun: "You sent me that question, finished it [picture]."

After replying to each one, Jiang Nian got up and moved around the room for a while. He then took out the stamp under the desk lamp.

He kept looking at it, unable to contain his excitement.

The most extraordinary skill of all.

....

The next day.

Jiang Nian ate breakfast while heading into school, encountering Zhou Haifei at the gate, as if he had been waiting there intentionally.

"Did you fill out the form?"

"I did, thank you." Zhou Haifei had mixed feelings, having racked his brain, it was surprisingly simple.

He waved his hand, "Thank the school; it was the school’s rule after all."

Zhou Haifei nodded, internally unconvinced.

"Hmm."

Upstairs, Fangfang was buried in answering questions.

She heard a noise, turned her head, and asked proactively.

"How many do you have left?"

"Three pages."

Huang Fang: ".... Don’t you sleep?"

Jiang Nian chuckled without replying, carrying his water card to fetch hot water.

All morning, the people from Class Three were essentially listening to lectures while writing papers, as they had to hand them in by evening.

If you didn’t stealthily write during lectures, you’d have to stay up all night writing.

"Damn, I’m worn out." Li Hua shook his wrist and looked at Jiang Nian, "How many pages do you have left?"

"One page."

"Damn, are you a superhero?" Li Hua was shocked, "I’ve been copying and writing, and still have two pages left."

Jiang Nian wasn’t bothered, buddies have a little advantage.

"Where’s Zhizhi?"

Zhang Ningzhi pursed her lips and raised a finger.

"One and a half pages."

"Geez, you guys are incredible." Zeng You turned his head, "Even copying, I can’t keep up."

Before school let out, Jiang Nian had finished all the papers distributed.

"I’m off to eat, bye."

Zhang Ningzhi didn’t even lift her head, still feverishly writing.

"Okay, okay."

"You brat." Li Hua conceded.

At the school gate, Xu Shuang stood alone by the roadside. Thinking about meeting Jiang Nian later, her heart was slightly anxious.