What was driving Xi Rubao crazy wasn’t just the increasing cold sores on her lips.
There were also endless little mishaps.
When she got her integrated science test paper, she picked up her pen and found it was out of ink.
And today, of all days, that was the only pen in her pencil case.
After borrowing Wu Minghao’s pen and writing a few lines, she accidentally broke the pen tip, which leaked ink all over the answer sheet, instantly staining it black and making a mess.
After finally convincing the class teacher to give her a new answer sheet, she filled in answers incorrectly and didn’t realize it until right before handing it in, leaving her on the verge of tears!
In a fluster to correct the answer sheet, the pen broke, yet again!
Xi Rubao wanted to throw the pen.
She was always lucky; how come she’s been jinxed with bad luck lately?
Yesterday she kept tumbling down the stairs, and today nothing but mishaps during the exam.
What happened to her Jinli luck?
Fortunately, she had predicted a few of the big questions on today’s integrated science test, managing to save some face and be the first to hand in the paper triumphantly.
Just as she thought of this and stood up.
A sharp tearing sound.
Xi Rubao felt a sudden chill on her backside, followed by the classmates’ shocked exclamations: "Whoa!"
Did the superglue she applied to Zuzi’s chair finally take effect, revealing Zuzi’s butt to everyone?
No, wait, Zuzi hasn’t handed in her paper yet.
Wait a minute, why does her own butt feel cold?
Xi Rubao realized stiffly, turning her neck, only to find out belatedly that her skirt was glued firmly to the chair seat with superglue. As she stood up, the entire back half tore open.
Her backside, in full view of the entire class.
Xi Rubao collapsed back into her chair, refusing to get up again, even if it killed her.
"Zuzi, you did this!"
The superglue was supposed to be on Zuzi’s chair, why was it on her chair instead? And why didn’t she notice the whole class period during the exam, only getting caught when handing in the paper?
Zuzi lifted her head from the test paper, her gaze lazy but bright: "Oh? Don’t bother me for no reason when I’m studying hard, ancestor."
Others might not know.
But sitting next to her, Gu Jingyan couldn’t help but twitch his eyelids hard: Studying hard? It’s been over an hour into the exam, and you haven’t written a single word on your test paper, and you’re talking about studying hard?!
What a real ancestor.
Gu Jingyan clutched his answer sheet tightly: "Don’t even think about copying mine."
Zuzi smiled sweetly: "Xiao Yan, your answers aren’t right."
A slacker who hadn’t written a single word on her test paper was mocking him for getting the answers wrong?
He really didn’t want to hit a girl.
Damn, why was he always silenced right when he wanted to curse someone???
Xi Yuanshan took Xi Ruzhu’s advice and went to Qingcheng Central Hospital early in the morning to consult with an expert professor from the neurology department.
He planned to ask if Zuzi’s behavior was the result of a mental illness and to get some medication while at it.
Upon arrival, he learned that diagnosing a mental disorder required a comprehensive, complex set of examination procedures.
While getting the checkup form, he couldn’t help but recall Zuzi’s words at the breakfast table—"Your days are numbered."
He’d been too busy with company matters and hadn’t had a physical in a long time.
Since he was at the hospital, should he get a checkup too?
Xi Yuanshan shook his head.
Why would a normal person believe such nonsense?!
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