Chapter 96

"Such a disgrace, such a disgrace!"

As Wang Qi muttered to himself, Wu Fan wore a subtle expression.

When most people were still struggling to finish their problems, was this guy already thinking about being the first to submit his paper?

Wang Qi was truly frustrated for a while. However, this state only lasted for a moment before he started to look at the problems.

Since what has happened cannot be changed, it’s better to go back and solve a few more problems rather than continue to worry.

And when he found out through various sources that the first person to submit the paper was actually a student who couldn’t solve most of the questions, Wang Qi’s mood improved even more.

"Ahahaha... I knew it. Some opponents are just impossible to beat in a lifetime!"

Wang Qi smiled and called out to the two people beside him: "Let’s go eat. I’ll treat you."

Wu Fan reminded him helplessly: "Wang Qi, the meals in the dining hall are free."

"I know, that’s why I’m treating you!"

"Hehehe... Senior Wang, you’re really funny." Yang Jun

It seemed like he was agreeing with Wang Qi, but his voice startled Wang Qi. Wang Qi whispered to Wu Fan: "Hey, is there something wrong with your friend? His laugh is so creepy."

"Um, this..." Wu Fan couldn’t whisper, so he had to speak softly: "Yang Jun’s family... had some issues..."

Wang Qi didn’t really like talking to this gloomy guy, and Yang Jun mostly just stared blankly, lost in thought. Wu Fan, caught in the middle, couldn’t find a topic. The three of them maintained this awkward silence all the way to the dining hall.

As soon as they entered the dining hall, Wang Qi saw Mao Zimiao and Wang Zhenqi sitting in a corner. Mao Zimiao jumped up, smiling and waving at him: "Xiao Qi! Over here, meow!"

Wang Qi waved back at her and walked over with Wu Fan and Yang Jun.

On the table in front of the two half-demon girls were several sheets of paper and a few pens. Calligraphy in神州 (Shenzhou) is slightly different from ancient China, where hard pen calligraphy is also highly developed. Ordinary people start with soft pens and then learn hard pens. Wang Qi had written with a brush for ten years and was not very familiar with hard pens.

Wang Qi picked up a pen and twirled it between his fingers, while his other hand picked up a piece of scratch paper: "What are you looking at?"

Wang Zhenqi was lying on the table, listlessly: "The scores look really bad..."

On the paper were the questions from the monthly exam and their solutions.

Checking answers...

Wang Qi showed a nostalgic look. He remembered that in his previous life, when he was in junior high and high school, after exams, everyone would gather in small groups at the snack shops near the school gate, buy some milk tea, chicken nuggets, and spend three to five minutes checking answers. Even a top student like himself couldn’t avoid this.

Wu Fan picked up a sheet of paper out of curiosity and immediately cried out: "This question is actually like this! I think I got it wrong."

"Let me see." Wang Qi took the question and said after reading it: "Didn’t you ask me a similar question this morning?"

"Ah?" Wu Fan’s expression of frustration became even more intense.

Mao Zimiao looked very uneasy: "It would have been better if you were here, meow. Look at these questions."

After Wang Qi pointed out the key points of a few questions, Mao Zimiao started to work on them seriously. After a while, Wu Shiqin came to the dining hall. She sat next to Mao Zimiao, looking tired.

"Exhausted from the exam?"

Wu Shiqin shook her head: "Bored from patrolling."

Wang Qi then remembered that this guy, who was good at fighting, also held the position of a law enforcer. Thinking about this, he couldn’t help but show a helpless expression: "I didn’t expect they haven’t kicked you out of the law enforcement team yet."

Wu Shiqin sneered, too lazy to argue.

Wu Shiqin’s aura of a top student wasn’t as strong as Wang Qi’s, but she had solved the Heavenly Song Calculation problem a month ago. With her joining, checking answers became much easier.

Wait, did I forget something?

Wang Qi frowned and looked around. It was then that he remembered Yang Jun was sitting next to him.

Is it that Wu Fan’s friends are all as unnoticeable as him? Wang Qi complained in his heart. Yang Jun hadn’t spoken or participated in checking answers since they arrived, and Wang Qi had almost forgotten about him.

Wang Qi was about to invite Yang Jun to join them in checking answers. The more underachievers he helped, the greater the sense of achievement for a top student, right?

However, he noticed that Yang Jun’s state was not right. His eyes were lifeless, and his breathing was heavy. Wang Qi followed his gaze and found that Yang Jun was staring at Mao Zimiao’s head.

Damn, this pervert is actually a cat ear fetishist and can’t control himself anymore?

Oh, in Shenzhou, it’s called "brushing a sword."

Yang Jun’s unusual behavior soon caught the attention of the others. Mao Zimiao noticed first. The half-demon girl immediately covered her ears and scolded: "Xiao Qi! Wu Fan! This guy..."

Mao Zimiao’s actions startled Wu Shiqin. The law enforcer glanced at Wang Qi before looking at Yang Jun.

Oh my god, I’m being dragged into this, not just once, but twice! This guy isn’t even my friend!

Wu Fan and Wang Zhenqi only realized what was happening at this moment. Wu Fan, seeing Yang Jun’s state, his face darkened: "Yang Jun..."

Before he could speak, Yang Jun suddenly attacked! He leaped from his chair and lunged at Mao Zimiao, his right hand aiming for her eyes.

Everyone was shocked by this sudden change. Without thinking, Wang Qi sent a wave blade towards Yang Jun’s shoulder. Yang Jun was hit, blood spraying from his shoulder, and his movements slowed. Mao Zimiao instinctively leaped back. Yang Jun stepped on the table, preparing to continue his attack. Wu Shiqin, who had already reacted, kicked him down and then kicked him several meters away. Yang Jun crashed into several tables and struggled to get up on the ground. Wu Shiqin quickly walked over and stepped on Yang Jun.

Wang Qi grabbed Wu Fan’s clothes and shouted: "What kind of friend did you bring!"

Wu Fan was already scared stiff, stammering: "He he he... He just transferred this month... I really didn’t know he would attack a half-demon! Really!"

Then Wu Fan loudly apologized: "I’m sorry! I’m sorry! But, Yang Jun is very pitiful. His village was attacked by demon beasts. He saw his family die right in front of him, so... I’m sorry!"

Wu Shiqin took out a magical rope and tied up Yang Jun, then coldly said to him: "You attacked a classmate for no reason. Come with me to the Conduct Department." Then she turned to Wu Fan: "We need a witness. You know him well, so come with me."

Wu Fan nodded timidly and followed Wu Shiqin.

With this incident, Mao Zimiao and Wang Zhenqi lost interest in checking answers.

Wang Zhenqi slapped the table hard and said angrily: "What does it have to do with us if wild demon beasts attack people! My family and Mao Zimiao’s have been practicing the Way of Immortals for generations. Mao Zimiao’s father is even a border guardian in the Western Sea!"

"There’s nothing we can do, meow." Mao Zimiao sighed.

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TAT My computer has already broken down twice.

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