"Ah, cr*p, didn't you hear what old baldy said just now? Su Yan managed to solve that last big question."
"Wah, I never expected Su Yan to be a hidden Chemistry Olympiad expert."
"Take a look, even the first ranked student in our class hasn't left yet."
"Su Yan was that good? Could it be that she cheated?"
The more they discussed the louder their voices got.
The chemistry teacher reached out a hand and rapped the table, signaling for silence.
Then he stood in front of the board with that answer script in his hand and announced, "If you're not convinced, you can produce an answer script that achieves full marks as well. I'll let you go immediately!"
The moment he said this, the entire classroom was plunged into silence.
The chemistry teacher sat back down on his chair and spoke up once more, "Since you're all not capable of doing that, then be a good student and attempt the questions properly."
After he said this, glanced at that test paper ruefully, before taking a seat to continue studying it.
Let's talk about Su Yan after she was dismissed.
Little Flower System couldn't help but ask,
"Host, your head doesn't hurt?"
"Nope"
"Eh? Host, is contemplating about what to eat as simple as solving a chemistry question to you?"
Su Yan licked the corner of her lips. While walking towards Grade 2 Class 10, she replied,
"Er… that might be the case."
Those questions didn't seem too difficult for her and she could basically solve them at first glance.
Though the final question caused her head to ache slightly when she was attempting it.
Then… it was solved.
Once she said this, Su Yan's small voice sounded once more.
"Little Flower, how do I get to Grade 2 Class 10?"
"Host, Class 10 is on the first floor. You can just head one floor down."
"Oh, okay."
Little Flower System couldn't help but ask, "Host, have you decided how to get closer to Jiang Ran?"
"What do you think I should do?"
"According to the data I have collected, there are many ways for a girl to approach a boy. For example, getting to know his preferences and packing a lunchbox as a show of your love, suddenly appearing before him when you're on his mind, planning a surprise for him, etc."
Su Yan listened attentively.
Then, Little Flower System concluded by saying, "Host, let's start with the first method. Ask him what he likes first."
After a pause, it continued, "Host, treat him well. Treat him well, as though your life depends on it. Then, he will naturally lower his guard around you!"
The system spoke with clarity and logic, akin to someone who possessed a wealth of knowledge and experience.
Only the heavens knew that this was its first time out on a mission as a system.
All its experience was obtained from the data it collected with regards to this world.
After Su Yan heard the advice, she memorized it all.
"Okay." She docilely sounded an acknowledgment and walked toward the door of Grade 2 Class 10.
Peering through the windows, she noticed that they were still having lessons.
After pondering, she grabbed the bag and stood in front of the classroom door. This stance was exactly the same as her first day here when she was punished to stand.
After approximately 20 minutes.
The school bell rang, signaling the end of the period.
With a great hullabaloo, uniformed girls and boys streamed out.
She carefully looked at the people walking out, worried that she would miss him.
When Cheng Xingyang and his gang walked out with arms around each other's shoulders, his eyes caught sight of Su Yan.
His footsteps paused as he stared at her quiet demeanor. His tone of voice subconsciously became gentler, "Looking for Jiang Ran?"
"Mm"
She nodded her head.
"He's inside, but… It's best if you don't disturb him right now."
He had a serious case of post-somnolence irritability.
She glanced inside – Everyone in the class had left.
Jiang Ran was seated at the corner of the last row. His head was resting on his desk, his eyes knitted and his eyes closed shut. He was fast asleep, with a look of impatience ingrained on his face.
Walking in.
When she saw him in deep sleep, she placed the paper bag next to his desk.