Maybe it's because capital has rigged things up.
Heaven always likes to torture lovers, teary-eyed.
"Damn, why is my seat number 5? My life is probably going to be ruined—"
Zhang Haoyang let out a wail after seeing his seat number.
Chen Tianming suppressed his urge to go to Class 17 to see where Yao Qiaoqiao's exam room was, and curiously asked:
"What's wrong with having seat number 5? Isn't it pretty good? It's still at the back of the class, so if you want to cheat, it's not impossible."
True students never shy away from talking about cheating.
However, most people in Class 4 are too lazy to cheat; they've long passed the stage of valuing rankings as their lifeline like they did in elementary and middle school.
Zhang Haoyang: "Because five makes you impotent."
Lin Li, Chen Tianming: "O.o?"
"Crap."
Lin Li, who hadn't thought along these lines, was amused.
