In his seat, Li Hua flicked the test paper.
"Honestly, the weekly test papers are of such poor quality that I suspect they're recycled toilet paper."
After saying that, he abstractly leaned in to sniff it, achieving an epic-level lung-through experience, and gagged.
Li Hua being the scoundrel he is, scored a perfect on the science multiple-choice section. Overjoyed, he regressed to monkey-like antics, doing all sorts of peculiar things.
Jiang Nian glanced at him, "It's good enough they didn't make you pay a photocopying fee, and here you are being picky."
Fatty Ma Guojun, sitting in the nearby group, overheard Li Hua's criticism and burst out laughing.
He tilted his body toward the aisle and adjusted his black-framed glasses with his middle finger.
"What? Are you planning to make a paper airplane with the test paper?"
Li Hua squirmed, "Make a plane with you, maybe."
