Jiang Nian was a bit surprised when he saw yesterday’s "Pen Brother" again. Seeing his poor complexion, he thought to himself, what a pitiful kid. Such a coward, scared silly by Qi Xue. He didn’t mean to show off; people just happened to hear him. In fact, he was just an ignorant student. Getting along with Qi Xue was under Lao Liu’s instructions. With such an imperial edict, he naturally had to do his best. Could the homeroom teacher harm me? Qi Xue heard this, "Oh, then wait for a moment." This time, she didn’t invite him to sit, busy looking over Jiang Nian’s homework. Her frown deepened, and her expression was quite severe. "Okay." Cheng Zihao nodded, standing nervously to the side. He looked up and saw Qi Xue’s poor expression. When he noticed she was holding Jiang Nian’s homework, he was secretly delighted. Caught trying to show off, huh? Learning isn’t child’s play; if you can’t even write homework well, no matter how much you flatter, you’ll still get scolded. Teacher Qi can be quite scary when she’s stern, with a powerful presence even without shouting or scolding. Jiang Nian saw Qi Xue’s displeased expression but didn’t pay much attention. If he were good at math, why bother with tutoring? Does he need a kidney supplement? He looked down and noticed a glimpse of Qi Xue’s exposed white wrist, with a watch worn backwards. A petite ladies’ watch with a brown strap. Impressive, playing real-life CS without a reflective giveaway. Very detailed, convenient to check time while shooting. Because as a teacher, the right hand is often in action. Wearing the watch on the right would distract students. Left hand, worn backwards, minimizing reflection to the least. Convenient for checking time, low-key and restrained. Jiang Nian also noticed Qi Xue’s habit of subconsciously checking the inside of her left wrist. Time management, a solid Great Demon King. Small details reveal much, Qi Xue’s character is quite evident. Unlike Qingbao’s feigned sternness, this Teacher Qi might be genuinely strict. Serious at the core, decisive and efficient. Qi Xue finished looking and organized her thoughts. "This... You got the first question wrong, your basics are indeed weak, didn’t practice enough basic problems." "Indeed, my foundation is a bit..." Jiang Nian admitted directly, "Need some luck on a lot of questions." Hearing this, Cheng Zihao felt quite satisfied. Exactly, start with a lukewarm comment. Then, layer it on, making the pressure overwhelming. Just putting oneself in the situation, already felt a cold sweat on his back. However, the situation didn’t develop as he expected. Qi Xue’s tone wasn’t harsh; instead, it was rather gentle. "It’s okay if your basics are weak; there’s still time to make up for it." The next second, Cheng Zihao’s expression changed abruptly. He looked at Jiang Nian, his heart pounding. He stared dazedly at everything before him, filled with disbelief. No way, is this still the Teacher Qi I know? Not to mention anything else, the first question was already wrong. That’s clearly an attitude problem; why let him off? Jiang Nian didn’t feel much about it, accustomed to feeling like Spring Breeze. Qi Xue glanced at her watch, gave a brief explanation for a few minutes, and let Jiang Nian go back after explaining the key points. After finishing, she turned to Cheng Zihao standing aside. "O-Okay, teacher." Cheng Zihao took a deep breath, thinking there’s no need to be nervous. Qi Xue took the homework book, carefully browsing through it. Halfway through, her brow suddenly furrowed, then she continued reading. "This function structure... I just explained it a couple of days ago." "Yes, I forgot it." Cheng Zihao admitted frankly, thinking to himself the teacher must be in a good mood today. "Forgot?" Qi Xue looked up at him, her gaze gradually sharpening, "Is this your attitude towards doing questions?" Yu Zhiyi tapped Jiang Nian on the shoulder in the corridor, curiously asking, "Hey, where did you just go?" Jiang Nian replied, "Office, asking questions." "Oh." Yu Zhiyi nodded, then sighed. "The homeroom teacher said, even those who don’t run exercises have to stand at the field." "And told me to tell you, next time you have to go down." "Got it." Jiang Nian wasn’t bothered. The corridor was filled with people returning from exercises, hurrying into the classroom to fan themselves. Yu Zhiyi looked puzzled, so she simply pulled Jiang Nian aside amidst the chaos and lowered her voice to ask. "Are you really going to run exercises in the future?" "If running, then so be it." "I don’t want to run, you really are heartless and unfeeling." Yu Zhiyi complained, "Are you serious?" Jiang Nian glanced at her, "How silly, if you don’t run exercises you have to go down, but if you ask for leave, you don’t have to go?" Yu Zhiyi rolled her eyes at him, retorting in displeasure. "You’re the silly one, getting a leave isn’t that easy! The homeroom teacher seems angry, supervising strictly." "Oh, that’s strict on you." Jiang Nian laughed and walked away. These words left Yu Zhiyi fuming with resentment, wanting to ask him a few things. Remembering that he deleted her on QQ, she nearly passed out from anger. Jiang Nian, you bastard! "Why was someone looking for you?" Li Hua pulled Jiang Nian in a tense voice, "byd, speak." Jiang Nian realized Li Hua wasn’t just a sycophant. As long as they’re pretty, he has to care a bit. The spirit of a Neptune, most skilled at wild imagination. When it comes to real combat, he’s as timid as a dwarf. "The homeroom teacher strictly supervises running practice, and she asked me what to do." Jiang Nian said honestly, "I said, don’t eat cilantro, just mix it cold." Li Hua looked directly at this rascal, seeing that his eyes didn’t avoid contact. Only then did he believe it to be true, secretly thinking that Jiang Nian was really something. To dare to speak to Yu Zhiyi , quite manly indeed. But he quickly came to his senses and grabbed Jiang Nian by the collar. "You’re not skipping running practice to meet..." "Went to submit homework, what are you thinking?" Jiang Nian brushed off his hand, just in time to see Zhang Ningzhi returning. She saw the two of them fooling around and turned her head away. When she tried to pass by Jiang Nian’s seat, she remembered the "accident" from the morning and suddenly felt her face heat up. To avoid a repeat, she patted Jiang Nian on the shoulder. Once he stepped aside, she sidestepped and slipped through. A few minutes before class, Li Qingrong also returned leisurely. Her hair was wet with droplets, probably had washed her face. Li Hua was too full of resentment, still pestering Jiang Nian with questions. "Was it just to submit homework?" "Okay, actually I went to get scolded." Jiang Nian said, "I didn’t say because of my pride, got the first question wrong." Hearing this, Li Hua’s imagination ran wild. "Great, getting scolded." ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ Nov3lFɪre.ɴet Jiang Nian turned his head to look at him, "Huh???" The morning passed by in a flash. Close to the last ten minutes before noon dismissal, the chemistry teacher left saying, "The whole class self-study," and hurriedly departed. Li Hua complained, "The provincial joint exams are really slow, grading until when, why are the scores not out yet." Jiang Nian said, "Don’t know, ask Lao Liu." "I asked." Li Hua said unhappily, "He said he’ll expedite it when he becomes the governor." Hearing this, laughter erupted around their group. "Leader, the provincial joint exam grades come out ." Zhang Ningzhi said, "We waited for a long time for the last city joint exams." "Forget it, I’ll check." Seeing no one around, Li Hua took out his phone to search, "Chi Shi, why does it take a month?" "Let me see, what did you search?" Jiang Nian glanced at it, "That’s for the city’s top schools, is it the same?" Li Hua was confused, "How is it different?" "We’re just borrowing the provincial label, we don’t have the provincial joint exam resources at all, wake up kid." Jiang Nian propped his head, smiling as he said. "What good school blinded, insisting on playing with us, it’s just those few city joint exams brothers." "Damn!" Li Hua’s mind was shattered, "Isn’t it still a city joint exam." Jiang Nian said, "They brought in a new brother school from the outskirts, but this is already the exam paper closest to the real thing." "Okay." Now Li Hua lost his enthusiasm too. If it’s still those brother schools in the city joint exams, the scores would gradually come out within a week, accessible on the APP. It would also show rankings and single subject champions, but one major drawback is you can only see your own ranking. Even if you got the champion mark, only you can see it. So, Li Hua was waiting for the score sheet to be released. Class ranking and grade ranking are the real bragging rights. Getting the score sheet, first check his own then the highest score. Marvel at others’ efforts, comment on the seemingly fake hardworking classmates. Then imagine supplementing the English shortfall, total score toppling Class Zero peers. He could watch several night self-study sessions. After school at noon. Lin Dong, after eating in the dormitory area cafeteria, was chatting with Hu Nianzhong while walking to the dormitory, logged in to the score APP. "I’m telling you, the first subject to come out will definitely be math." "Brother Dong, how much do you estimate?" "Over 130, got one multiple choice question wrong." Lin Dong said, "If lucky, maybe around 140." "So fierce?" Hu Nianzhong was dumbfounded. "Otherwise, how would I be a class representative, really..." he casually refreshed, finding the scores were still blank. After going upstairs, Lin Dong saw Yang Qiming and their dormitory door open. So he stopped and signaled Hu Nianzhong to go on ahead. "You go first, I’ll tie my shoelaces." "Oh, I’ll wait for you." "No... no need, no need." Lin Dong waved urgently, urging, "You go back to the dormitory first, I’ll be there soon." "Alright." Hu Nianzhong was puzzled. Took two steps forward, suddenly smelled a foul odor. His legs instantly went weak, almost kneeling with a thud. Hu Nianzhong pinched his nose, standing at the door of Yang Qiming’s dormitory. "Where’s that sock smell coming from?" "There is?" Huang Caicai stood in the dormitory sniffing, looking puzzled, "I don’t smell anything." "Maybe... the socks on the balcony didn’t dry." Yang Qiming came out of the bathroom and explained. He suddenly missed Brother Dong, in the past, even if there was a smell in the dormitory, they’d be urged to take care of it. Now, it’s just all-out freedom. At this moment, Lin Dong held his breath and sprinted past the dormitory door. Once in his own dormitory, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Having just washed his feet and gotten into bed, ready for a nap. Suddenly, from the not-yet-closed dormitory door outside came a roar. "Holy crap, math scores are out."