Chapter 005 - Moving In

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That Bastard Named Jiang Tian Seriously Grew Legs and Escaped.

It happened to be Monday again, and the timetable was fine tuned once more. The study rep made a trip to the office during night self study to bring back a brand new timetable, and posted it on the notice board.
Sheng Wang squinted at it for a few seconds, tapped Gao Tianyang and asked: “Why are there still subject names for the boxes under night?”

“Hm? Which two boxes?” Gao Tianyang was busy burying his head and replying to someone on WeChat at the bottom of his table, he did not truly realise what he was asking.
“The timetable on the noticeboard.” The pen spinning around in Sheng Wang’s hand stopped, and used the tip to point in that direction: “It says physics for tonight.”
‘The timetable?”
“Yup.”

Gao Tianyang looked up, stared at the board infront intently for about three seconds, and violently turned his head back to ask: “You sit in the fucking second last row, you can still see the words on the timetable clearly?”
“I sure can.”
“You have a microscope for a face?”
Sheng Wang said slowly and clearly: “Scram.”

“No wait, I was just expressing my shock. You can take a look around, you’re the only one in our class who’s not shortsighted do you know that?” Gao Tianyang said.
Sheng Wang’s head did not even turn, he jabbed his thumb in the direction behind, for some mysterious reason lowered his voice and asked: “Doesn’t it means that he’s not human for not wearing glasses too?”
Gao Tianyang, however, was slow on the uptake and continued to use his normal volume to reply anyway: “Tian-ge happens to not wear it normally that’s all, just look at him when it’s lesson time.”
Sheng Wang internally went: the hell with looking, why are you this moronic and speak so loudly for?

The good thing was that Jiang Tian was catching up on his sleep during the inter-class period again, and heard nothing at all.
Sheng Wang was rather bemused, why did this person seem to lack sleep every day as if he was busy staying up being a thief all night, don’t tell him it came from doing questions?

As he zoned out, the people at the first few rows exploded into chatters.
The study rep’s voice drifted over clearly, his tone clearly gossiping: “Really, I don’t know what happened, in any case when I entered the office the teachers were rioting, they went nuts and were super excited, they wouldn’t stop going blah-blah.”
“What were they saying?”
“I didn’t catch it, when I went in they became normal again.”
“Then the hell did you even mention this for.”

Gao Tianyang was an active member, when he heard the study rep’s words, he joined in the discussion from two tables away. As a result, after rounding about, the question Sheng Wang asked him at first did not get a reply either.
However, the answer soon turned up by itself.

Shortly after the bell for night self study rang, the homeroom teacher He Jin sandwiched a stack of test papers between her arms and entered the classroom. She placed it on the teacher’s desk like it was a matter of course, then pulled the board behind her with a natural ease, saying: “The weekly tests have been marked, we will be going through the paper tonight.”
At this point, Sheng Wang finally knew——
The night study in this tragedy of a school was never actual self study from the start, it was for class! One subject per day all the way from Monday to Friday, everything was planned out nicely and neatly.

Then there came the problem…
The classes in the day assigned them homework, the three subjects maths physics and chem were simple and straight to the point, each assigned a practice paper. Language was slightly more humane, and did not give an entire paper, only printing two comprehension passages for them. The only one that spared their lives was English, and it was because there was no English lesson that day.
Overall, there were eight shitty pieces of paper roughly in total from the few subjects, if there was no self study for night study, when will they get to do these shitty papers???
Sheng Wang felt like he could not breathe.

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