Ding Ling Ling—
"The exam is over!"
As the bell rang, Mengmeng had just perfectly copied the last question, and immediately afterward, the proctor began to collect the exam papers.
"Damn it, I'm screwed. I've handed in another blank paper for math." As soon as the proctor left, Lu Zichen lamented with a sad face, then turned to look at Mengmeng, "Luo Mengmeng, what about you? Did you also end up like me, handing in a blank paper again?"
Perhaps finding a comrade-in-arms, the sorrow on Lu Zichen's face began to diminish, thinking to himself that at least he had Mengmeng, the unparalleled fool, for company.
However, this time Mengmeng shook her head, "No, I didn't hand in a blank paper this time."
"Don't tell me you actually wrote something down." Lu Zichen's face was one of horror, they agreed on being slackers, how could you quietly transform into a top student?
"Yeah..." Mengmeng nodded.
