Chapter 152: Where are the books?

There was no pre-exam study, which meant heading straight to the exam hall.

Li Qingrong sat in the exam hall, looking out the window for a while, then glancing at the door.

However, she waited until the exam started, and that person never appeared.

Jiang Nian was single-mindedly focused on math; he had absolutely no mind for anything else.

Not to mention visiting other exam halls before the test to chat with Li Qingrong; that was a pure waste of energy.

With such a lack of piety, how could he score 120!

You heard that right, 120.

Jiang Nian’s usual math scores couldn’t break 120, let alone the Joint Exam paper.

Setting a goal of 130 was just a bit of self-amusement.

According to the Math Teacher’s estimation, the Joint Exam math paper would be about ten points harder than usual.

This meant that setting a goal of 120 was equivalent to scoring 130 on a standard Weekly Test.

It was on the low side for others, but just right for Jiang Nian.

Sometimes, he also wished he could be like those in teen dramas.

Dating crazily in senior year, and then in the last two months, with the help of a good brother or girlfriend, going from a slacker to a top student, pulling all-nighters to study, and getting into a key university.

That’s just crazy; were they born in the heart of the Republic or something?

Location was a small place, and the name lived up to its reputation—it was truly difficult.

Educational resources were backward; you either had the talent for a speedrun, or you had to grind it out like a Mortal.

Jiang Nian belonged to the third type: the little cheat-flow.

Cheat-Grandpa had done his best to help him, the foundation was filled in, and the rest of the road had to be cleared by himself.

The math exam paper was handed out, and Jiang Nian took a deep sniff.

Ah, comparable to a young girl’s body scent.

What does a young girl’s body scent smell like? Hmm.

Jiang Nian didn’t know either; he would ask the Class Representative after the exam.

If it were her, she would probably answer him honestly.

He glanced at the test setters—two teachers from other schools.

Tsk tsk, this indirectly showed that Zhennan Middle School wasn’t up to par.

Math was the jewel in the crown of all subjects, and Zhennan Middle School couldn’t even participate in setting the questions.

One could imagine their level; they had absolutely no say in this subject.

The bottom of the barrel.

Jiang Nian immediately felt that if his math was poor, the teachers had to take some of the blame.

He looked at the big questions first, then the fill-in-the-blank questions.

One glance, and his heart turned cold; these weren’t the kind of problems where you could see the pattern at a glance.

It was smooth, sliding back and forth.

Only students who could hit the key points could enjoy it; the rest of the students calculated endlessly, unable to even understand the questions.

The papers were distributed early, but one couldn’t start writing before the bell rang.

The Invigilator’s voice was stern and cold, “Students, please pay attention. You may only start answering when the exam bell rings. If there are special circumstances, please raise your hand; otherwise, you are not allowed to pick up your pen.”

Another Invigilator was handing out the answer sheet and added.

“Ah, all behavior that violates exam rules will be treated as cheating. Please take this seriously; exam discipline is being strictly enforced this time.”

Before the exam started, Jiang Nian had already secretly mentally calculated two multiple-choice questions.

Qin Shi Huang eating Sichuan peppercorns—winning until numb.

Ring, ring, ring—the broadcast crackled, and a rough, middle-aged voice rang out.

“The exam begins.”

Starting from the multiple-choice questions, he calmed his heart to solve them.

He had worked hard for a month, grinding questions for a month, and even learned problem-solving methods in Zhizhi baby’s dreams.

Even if it was only a little help, dripping water wears through stone; his problem-solving speed had indeed improved.

He wrote until the ninth multiple-choice question before his speed slowed down.

Finished the eleventh question.

Jiang Nian looked up at the time; twenty-five minutes had passed.

With two hours of exam time, spending half an hour on multiple-choice questions was obviously not cost-effective.

He glanced at the twelfth question and saw no path forward at first glance.

Instantly selected D.

All-in. If he lost, it was no loss; anyway, the first eleven multiple-choice questions were already done.

An essential Soul-satisfying action after finishing questions was to turn and look at the exam hall.

Jiang Nian scanned the surroundings.

Some were hunched over their desks, doing problems in a nursing posture.

Some were picking pimples while writing on the exam paper, and others were doing the classic nose-picking.

If you listened carefully, you could hear the swishing sound of legs shaking against pants.

But he didn’t hear large-scale paper-turning sounds, proving that Jiang Nian was indeed far ahead.

Five minutes left until the end of the exam.

He made a rough estimate: among the multiple-choice questions, only the twelfth one couldn’t be done, and there was one fill-in-the-blank he couldn’t do.

In the big questions, the sequence problem was done, and the solid geometry was all finished.

Even in the worst-case scenario, he had a guaranteed floor of 110.

It could only be said that he had never had such a wonderful start.

The math exam ended, and Jiang Nian felt completely drained.

He carried his exam stationery bag and walked to the next exam hall, standing at the door for a while.

He finally waited for Li Qingrong to come out, so he called out, “Class Representative.”

Li Qingrong looked back and stared at him.

“Hmm.”

For some reason, Jiang Nian felt a chill down his spine from that stare.

Did she bomb the test?

“Class Representative, how did you do?”

Jiang Nian asked tentatively, thinking to himself that if she bombed it, say only getting 138, he would immediately slip away to avoid touching her reverse scale and getting sacrificed.

She said, “It’s okay, the same as before.”

Hearing this, Jiang Nian breathed a sigh of relief.

“Oh, oh, I did pretty smoothly at the beginning this time; anyway, I did as much as I could.”

“Hmm.”

The two walked side by side to the teaching building, with Jiang Nian thinking about rushing to the Cafeteria for food.

He glanced at the army of students rushing for food, then at the overly beautiful Li Qingrong.

He was momentarily conflicted: should he eat or accompany the Class Representative upstairs?

After hesitating for a few seconds, Jiang Nian chose to follow his heart and decided to confirm one thing first.

“Class Representative, are you going to the classroom?”

Li Qingrong was slightly stunned, turned to look at him, and shifted her gaze away two seconds later.

“Hmm.”

“That’s great, Class Representative, please help me take this up!” Jiang Nian was overjoyed and stuffed the transparent exam bag into her arms. “Thanks!”

After saying that, Jiang Nian slipped away.

Normally, a humble gentleman; at mealtime, crazy like a wild dog.

Li Qingrong stood under the teaching building, looking at Jiang Nian running away with a stunned expression.

She looked down at the exam bag in her arms and couldn’t help but frown.

Ten seconds later, she still walked up the stairs.

At the stairwell between the third and fourth floors, she saw a pile of books scattered about.

Her gaze landed on the name Yu Tongjie, and she looked at the exam bag in her arms again.

Li Qingrong lowered her eyes for a moment, then continued to walk up.

As soon as she went upstairs, she was hugged by Nie Qiqi, who was sobbing about bombing the exam.

She had wanted to press her face against the Class Representative’s chest for comfort, but instead, she pressed against a nylon bag.

“Eh? What is this?”

“What thing, you actually ask.” Cai Xiaoqing’s voice rang out, dragging Nie Qiqi out of the Class Representative’s arms, gritting her teeth.

“It’s! A lowly thing!”

Nie Qiqi also gritted her teeth, glared at Cai Xiaoqing, and turned to complain to Li Qingrong.

“Ying ying ying, Class Representative, she’s mean to me.”

“Shameless vixen, behave!” Cai Xiaoqing pulled her back, and the two started bickering.

Li Qingrong stood there watching for a while.

Seeing no one paying attention to her, she walked past and returned to her seat.

After thinking about it, she put Jiang Nian’s exam bag on his desk.

She then took out her exam paper and zoned out.

After a while, she stood up and walked toward the stairwell.

She stood at the fourth-floor stairwell and looked down, but she didn’t see the messy pile of books.

Who cleaned them up?

Evening.

Yu Tongjie came back from eating outside the school, preparing for Evening Self-Study.

He was still thinking about the morning incident; Jiang Nian was truly too shameless.

If this continued…

To be honest, he didn’t dare to think too deeply about it.

Fortunately, Li Qingrong didn’t give anyone special treatment; she treated everyone almost the same.

Although Jiang Nian was shameless, he could only add a few laughs.

Li Qingrong wouldn’t care about him at all, nor was it possible for anything to happen between her and someone like him.

It did remind him that he should have a sense of urgency.

Once he won Li Qingrong’s heart, the first thing he would do was ban that bastard Jiang Nian.

He would not allow his girlfriend to say a single word to him!

Piss that bastard off!

Thinking this, Yu Tongjie started to feel good again.

He involuntarily thought of the Chinese exam composition topic: “The road ahead is long and has no ending; yet high and low I’ll search with my will unbending.”

At that time, while writing the composition, his thoughts were clear and unobstructed!

Others were just reciting from books, but he had poured in real emotion!

With such a heroic mood, he returned to the classroom.

He didn’t go directly to get his books but first participated in several debates comparing answers for the math exam.

After a hearty debate, it could be said that he was laughing and talking with scholars, with no commoners in sight.

Until the Evening Self-Study reading bell rang.

The Biology Class Representative organized the evening reading, and only then did Yu Tongjie reluctantly leave the center of the debate.

He went out the back door of the classroom, went straight down the stairwell, and subconsciously went to get his books.

He scanned with a glance—hmm.

Did he remember wrong?

The book basket was clearly placed here.

Could he have gone to the wrong stairwell?

Yu Tongjie searched again and finally realized his book basket had vanished into thin air.

At that moment, cold sweat immediately broke out on his forehead.

Where are my books!