After class, I was taken away by the math teacher on the 20th and could not come back until the last class.
Yin Ling walked towards Song Qi with some worry, "I feel like this cycle still can't be broken. What should we do?"
The three male players were also sitting in their seats, thinking hard.
Song Qi circled a few ancient poems and drew circles in the English book.
"What are you doing?" Yin Ling asked her curiously.
Song Qi folded the circled area and said, "Expose the title."
Yin Ling hissed slightly and asked in a breathy voice: "Is this really okay?"
Song Qi said helplessly: "You have to do it even if you don't. If you want to work hard on the paper, the risk of being caught cheating is too high."
Yin Lingxin said the same thing. When the 20th comes back, Song Qi plans to show the book to the 20th.
Temporary cramming may not be useful, but it is certainly much better than not cramming at all.
No Wind Can Remain has no idea what Song Qi is doing. He is just a little shocked. Everything he had originally thought about has been overturned.
Alas, now I have a headache from the afternoon quiz. In yesterday's cycle, he was the only one who was called out. Although he just cursed a few times, he didn't want to hold back among the players.
This time, I came back before the last class on the 20th, and as expected, the expression was still the same.
Song Qi took the book over and said to her, "Please help me look at the grammar of these words, as well as these ancient poems."
Although No. 20 didn't understand it, but due to her personality, she still read it carefully.
The class bell rang soon, and Song Qi returned to his seat, quietly waiting for the last class of the morning to end.
On the 20th after class, she originally wanted to talk to Song Qi and ask her what exactly he wanted her to see, but Song Qi had already walked towards the cafeteria.
No. 20 could only go to the cafeteria with the book in hand. Song Qi was in front and heard the boys behind him teasing No. 20, which was also mixed with the curses and sneers of several girls.
The five players are still sitting together, not far from No. 20, so they can observe her just right.
"What should we do now?" He Langlang stirred the egg drops at the bottom of the bowl.
Song Qi told them about the question he gave to No. 20, and the male players looked at each other.
"Will this work for her?"
"It's somewhat useful. As for how far she can go, it depends on herself."
He Langlang sighed and was about to drink the soup when he found a long hair inside and suddenly felt sick.
"Why isn't this canteen clean?" He Langlang stood up and carried the soup to the bucket to pour it out.
The teacher on duty stood behind He Langlang gloomily, and He Langlang was startled.
"Waste is shameful!" the teacher on duty said word for word.
He Langlang raised his head and looked at the eight characters "Reject Waste, Operation CD" across the street. He could only feel the red blood sobbing, which sent chills down his spine for no reason.
The player who noticed that He Langlang hadn't come back turned around and saw the teacher on duty standing with He Langlang.
He Langlang poured half of the bowl of egg drop soup, and his long hair hung half-heartedly on the edge of the bowl.
"There's hair in it, so the soup is not clean and you can't drink it."
He Langlang wanted to argue.
"Waste is shameful!" The teacher on duty stared at He Langlang with his dark eyes.
He Langlang: This man is unreasonable!
As he said that, the teacher on duty held He Langlang's arm with his big hand and said, "Those who waste food must be punished accordingly."
He Langlang struggled for a while, but couldn't get away, and half the bowl of egg drop soup was taken away.
