"Why are you two holding hands during the exam?" The invigilator stood at the podium, opening a brown paper bag and taking out a crisp white examination paper, occasionally glancing at Gu Yan and Liao Nan.

Gu Yan: ......

Liao Nan: ......

How many more times do I have to explain this day?

Fortunately, after all the commotion, the invigilator finally understood their current situation and couldn't help but shake their head with a somewhat amused expression. "The way you handled this matter..."

She went down one by one, distributing barcodes. When she handed one to Gu Yan, she looked up and said, "Wang Dong?"

"Teacher, I'm here!" A male student in the front row raised his hand.

The invigilator glanced at their clasped hands, suddenly realizing something. Without saying a word, he skipped Gu Yan and continued distributing barcodes.

After she finished scanning the barcodes, she sat on the chair in front of the podium and took out her phone to perform a few operations. Then, she crossed her arms and started invigilating.

Liao Nan's left hand was tightly held by Gu Yan, making it impossible to control the scroll. His right hand, however, was incredibly swift and wrote illegible characters all over the scroll.

After a while, the classroom door was pushed open and a chubby male teacher walked in. He looked to be in his thirties, wearing sunglasses and sporting a small curly afro. He was dressed from head to toe in "Adidas" gear, exuding an aura reminiscent of a street tough, as he slammed a long piece of paper onto the podium without uttering a word before swiftly leaving.

The departing steps were also like Brother Society.

Liao Nan whistled silently in his heart and silently gave a thumbs up to this charismatic teacher.

Cool enough.

The invigilating teacher glanced at the slip of paper and walked over in his direction.

Gu Yan lifted his head.

"Gu Yan, right?"

"I am."

The teacher nodded and tore off the last barcode from the long strip, handing it to Gu Yan. "I'm pretty tolerant this time, otherwise, if you had encountered a teacher with a bad temper, it's hard to say whether you would have been able to take the exam or not."

"Thank you for understanding, Teacher." Gu Yan smiled faintly, using her free left hand to write down the candidate's information on the paper, while her right hand firmly held onto Liao Nan's hand under the desk.

Although he answered the roll with his left hand, the handwriting unexpectedly had a graceful and suave quality.

The invigilator carefully observed for a while and couldn't help but be amazed. It's no wonder they're the top in their grade, some aspects are truly extraordinary.

She left quietly, her steps light and slow.

The examination room was quiet, with only the faint sound of pen scratching against paper. After Liao Nan finished writing the last punctuation mark, he lifted his sore neck and glanced at the clock hanging directly above the blackboard. Only an hour had just passed.

He cast another glance at the classroom and noticed that roughly half of the students were lying down, lazily slouched over their desks, idly swinging their legs and twirling their pens out of boredom.

Only a few stubbornly struggling figures remained scattered about, but it was not difficult to infer their current state of confusion and emptiness from the chaotic sounds of their answer sheets.

No wonder it's so quiet here, turns out almost everyone is on the verge of giving up.

Beside him, Gu Xueshen calmly answered the test paper with his left hand, showing no signs of panic. His composure and confidence were palpable. Liao Nan turned his head with disdain, feeling as if he had caught a whiff of an imposing aura.

Being the top student in the grade is nothing special.

He awkwardly moved the arm that Gu Yan was holding onto, trying to alleviate the soreness.

Gu Yan's pen suddenly stopped above the paper, and then continued writing. That brief pause seemed like nothing more than an illusion.

Liao Nan leaned on the desk, using his right arm as a pillow. He closed his eyes and silently counted the time in his heart...

"There are 56 minutes left..."

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Wake up, Liao Nan," a chilly voice sounded in his ear from afar and drew closer, persistently echoing, "Wake up."

"Umm..."

Liao Nan groggily opened his eyes and sat up straight in his seat. After a moment of dazed confusion, he realized that he had unknowingly fallen asleep in the examination hall.

Gu Yan glanced at him helplessly and said, "You can actually fall asleep during exams. Are you that relaxed?"

"I just glanced at your first test and you got around 80 points... How do you feel about this exam?"

Liao Nan was not surprised by this data. The first side of the paper mainly consisted of multiple-choice and fill-in-the-blank questions, so obtaining this result was entirely expected.

"Just like that... normally performing."

"Just do your best." Gu Yan smiled, and ruffled his disheveled hair from sleeping.

Liao Nan rolled his eyes at him irritably and said, "What's wrong with you? Always touching people's heads... If it wasn't inconvenient for me right now, I would have already beaten you up."

Gu Yan smiled faintly, refusing to comment.

For some reason, he particularly enjoyed the feeling of being with Liao Nan. It felt natural, relaxed, as if a burden had been lifted off his shoulders. He would always unconsciously show a faint smile on his face.

It would be great if I could be assigned to the same class...

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"Big news, big news!" Zhang Yue rushed onto the platform from outside the classroom, pretending to hold a microphone by picking up an English book from the podium. He cleared his throat and mysteriously said, "Listen up, everyone! Are you interested in hearing the latest scoop from the infamous news peddler, Zhang Yue? Just now, I heard something interesting from Boss Zheng. Do you want to know?"

Quiet.

The silence was as quiet as death.

The classroom was filled with the sound of flipping books and an awkward atmosphere.

Rather than concerning ourselves with this unverified gossip, it would be better to use this time to solve a couple of math problems. Otherwise, how can we compete with Class Ten?" The short-haired girl with glasses pushed up her glasses with her middle finger. "Has anyone managed to solve the third part of the third question on page 89 of the math textbook?"

"I have reference books here, take them."

"Ah, thanks a lot."

Watching as no one paid any attention to him, Zhang Yue couldn't bear the loneliness and shouted again, "It's true! Do you guys know? There were two idiots who got their hands stuck while fixing the door on exam day!"

"...Huh?!"