Evening self-study, outside the corridor.
Jiang Nian took a closer look and saw the score of 100 after the second subject, and couldn't help but widen his eyes.
"Really?"
"Nonsense, how can this be fake?"
"...Photoshop."
"You have quite a way with words." Qianbao immediately stopped grinning, displeased, "Then you can stand for the self-study session later!"
Jiang Nian was indifferent, but who knew he would actually have to stand after he went in.
He wasn't standing at the back of the classroom, but rather he was assigned to stand beside the podium to write his test paper. The podium wasn't high, so he had to half-lean, half-stand.
The smile doesn't disappear; it just transfers.
His giggles were gone, and it was Qianbao's turn to have a joyful class session, either posting on social media or looking at scores.
The fourth session of evening self-study.
