Jiang Nian leaned back tactically, thinking to himself about this strange white science.
It was getting a bit much.
Stop it already.
Zhou Yuting took a deep breath and calmed down after a moment. After thinking it over, she looked up at Jiang Nian.
"You threw away your exam papers, what about your notes?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Nian was instantly embarrassed.
"They're all in the study guides."
"Hmm?" Zhou Yuting was stunned for a moment before she understood what he meant, "You don't have a notebook?"
"Nope."
Class Three, being an advanced class, generally didn't require students to take notes, relying on their initiative.
Zhou Yuting: "..."
She used to deliberately compete or avoid suspicion. She never noticed he really didn't have a notebook.
Thinking about it now, it seemed even more absurd.
"What about your study guides?"
"Left them in the classroom." Jiang Nian thought for a moment, discounting Yu Zhiyi's few, "Hmm… shouldn't have any left."
