Hao Xiushe was late by a few minutes today. When he entered the class and sat down, he saw that the teacher had yet to arrive. He quickly called Shi Niange from the back. "Nian Nian, quick, lend me the papers from last night. My parents fought at home last night and caused chaos. I didn't do my homework and went downstairs for half a night. Afterward, I was too tired and didn't write. Teacher Zhao will be here soon. Lend me the papers. I promise I'll finish in five minutes!"
"Okay, I'll look for it." Shi Niange turned back and saw Hao Xiushe's anxious look. She lowered her head and searched through her bag, but she couldn't find it. "Wait a minute. Let me think where I put it. It seems to be in a book. I brought lots of books today."
"Hurry up, Old Zhao is coming!"
Zhao Xiaoqing handed in her papers as soon as she entered the class. Therefore, Hao Xiushe could only ask Shi Niange for help.
