"Nothing." Jiang Nian waved his hand, then suddenly thought of something, "Oh right, Fangfang."
Huang Fang's face changed slightly, and she turned away immediately.
"I'm not helping."
Jiang Nian: "???"
Really, is my reputation that bad?
"You're misunderstanding, I wasn't asking for help." He said, "I was just telling you, I'm ready to join you in writing the test paper."
"There's no need," Huang Fang said, "I'm planning to call home this afternoon and then go back to the dorm."
Jiang Nian: "....."
"Sigh, everyone's busy." He gave up thoroughly, sat down, and focused on writing questions. There's no skipping this part.
In a blink, more than an hour passed.
Jiang Nian looked up again; Huang Fang was already gone. He was the only one left in the classroom, so he hurriedly got up to eat.
Outside the school's main gate.
He found a noodle shop, dashed inside, and ordered two bowls of plain soup, sat down, and waited to eat.
Plain soup, meaning wontons with little meat.
