As he left, he grumbled and complained.

After he was gone, Wang Zhongyun's hand began to tremble.

He had always been a kind person. But because he never fought and argued, he was allocated the most difficult class. Of course, it was also because of this pacifistic personality that he could remain calm and not have any huge contradictions with them.

Yet, he actually hit someone this time.

To be honest, it was quite refreshing.

He took a deep breath and snapped out of his daze. As he looked down, he noticed a stack of papers had been placed in front of him.

"Huh? What's this?"

A boy with a gentle smile and a clean face, said, "Sir, these are our exam papers from 2 days ago."

"Huh?" Wang Zhongyun was confused. "Didn't they already release the results, why do you still have them... Oh my God!"

His hands trembled and joy suddenly appeared in his eyes.

The questions in this paper appeared to be more difficult than the ones in the paper that the school provided. Yet, these papers were completely filled. He took a quick glance through them and discovered, surprisingly, that there weren't many incorrect answers. Moreover, the names written on the papers were the names of Class 3-3's students.

"Wh-What is this?" He shook his hand helplessly, unable to even speak properly.

When they saw a smile reappear on Wang Zhongyun's face, the students chuckled.

"Sir, it's a long story. You might not believe it, but we are geniuses."

Wang Zhongyun believed them.

After class, Wang Zhongyun had a slight skip in his step as he walked with his head held high.

He held his hands behind his back. His steps were wide, and he was full of high spirits.

Hmph...

Chang Qing saw this and his eyelids twitched. He couldn't hide his ridicule.

"Mr. Wang, how can you smile when your students did so badly?"

"Oh, life is short. We should enjoy it~" Wang Zhongyun grinned. "Mr. Chang, when should we have a drink together? I'll treat you as an early goodbye gift. What do you think?"

Chang Qing: "???"

What the hell did he say?

Had he been traumatized? How dare he say something like that?

...

Home time soon arrived. Song Yaoyao tidied her backpack and said to Tang Xinrou, "Rourou, come with me somewhere."

"Huh? Okay, where?"

"Hehe," Song Yaoyao smiled mysteriously. "To spend money!"

"Pfff—"

Tang Xinrou leaned over and squeezed her cheeks. "Spend money? Would a miser like you be able to do that? Are you planning to sneak out and eat desserts again? Let's go, I'll buy it for you!"

She waved her hand generously and pulled Song Yaoyao out the door.

Song Yaoyao was speechless. Did she look like such a thrifty person? This was too much!

But after they were seated at the milk tea store outside the school, Tang Xinrou fell into a daze.

She watched as the girl opposite her talked about something that she did not understand. Something about a contract and an agreement... Separately, she understood what these two terms meant, but when actually used together in context, she was completely clueless.

She had only heard about stuff like this from her brother and father.

In front of her sat two girls who looked older than Song Yaoyao.

One bit her straw as she glanced at Song Yaoyao. Her eyes lit up frighteningly. Tang Xinrou narrowed her eyes and moved closer to Song Yaoyao.

Yaoyao belonged to her! She could not allow another girl to appear beside Yaoyao!

"Ahem...are you really Yaoyao?" Meng Qiqi was still in disbelief.