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Senior year was mainly about revision, identifying, and filling in the gaps.
The study habits of the unnamed class had always been poor, and the class time was inevitably noisy.
Xiao Meng had grown accustomed to the environment of class one and found it impossible to clearly hear what the teachers were saying while sitting in the classroom.
Jiang Zhe handed her a set of test questions, "Start with this one."
"Okay, okay." Xiao Meng took it and began to work through the questions.
Song Xingyu gently kicked Jiang Zhe's chair, "Recommend one for me too, I want to give it a try."
Jiang Zhe tossed a book over carelessly, and Song Xingyu caught it with both hands.
Four-Eyes whispered, "Xing brother... can you understand these questions?"
"I'm not missing an eye compared to you, why wouldn't I understand?" Song Xingyu flipped open the book, only to be stung by the questions on the page.
