Jiang Nian finished the biology test that Qingbao gave him and looked up to stretch his neck.
The bell rang right on time for the end of the third evening self-study session.
When he couldn't finish his homework, he mostly half copied and half wrote. He habitually turned to take a look at Zhang Ningzhi to see where she was in her work, then casually copied a bit if she'd finished.
"Have you finished physics?"
Zhang Ningzhi turned to look at him, recalling his perfunctory answer from the evening.
"Yes, but I won't let you copy it."
"Oh, then I'll ask the class monitor." As he spoke, Jiang Nian turned to his back seat, repeating the same question, "Class monitor, have you finished physics?"
Li Qingrong looked at him and nodded.
"Yeah."
"Great, lend it to me to copy the questions." Jiang Nian was fond of borrowing.
Zhang Ningzhi, hearing this, couldn't help but suddenly turn her head.
