Chapter 59 Did you write this?

"D-class?"

Ji Lan held the thin paper in his hand with a somewhat strange expression. Nan Zhiyan would also get D grade sometimes.

Look at the title again and write a narrative article with no limit on the subject matter.

Ji Lan took another curious look. He wanted to know what Nan Zhiyan wrote and how he got a D grade.

As a result, after a casual glance, Ji Lan frowned. What a mess this was, even messier than the diaries written by those little kids in elementary school.

Was this written by Nan Zhiyan? Ji Lan looked at the name again, unconvinced, and frowned even more.

Looking up at Nan Zhiyan, Ji Lan was filled with disbelief.

"Nan Zhiyan, did you write this?"

"Yes, so Master Hisoka, please return it to me."

Nan Zhiyan nodded, ignoring Ji Lan's shock.

Ji Lan didn't say anything else and obediently returned the paper to Nan Zhiyan, but his mind was still filled with what he had just seen.

There is no logic at all, like something written by a schizophrenic patient during an attack.

How could Nan Zhiyan write such a thing? Ji Lan glanced at Nan Zhiyan's face hesitantly.

He had a very calm face. Nan Zhiyan had been on missions with them before, often commanding operations from the rear.

Therefore, Ji Lan was clear about how meticulous Nan Zhiyan was. Like Lu Yanjing, Nan Zhiyan almost never made any mistakes.

"How could you write something like this?"

Ji Lan couldn't help but ask, his eyes fell on Nan Zhiyan's hand.

After putting away the paper, Nan Zhiyan started to do the questions again. The complicated formulas and models were a bit daunting to Ji Lan, but he could still see the clarity of Nan Zhiyan's thinking when doing the questions.

But it is precisely because of this that the sense of separation brought by the paper is even stronger.

Nan Zhiyan stopped working on the question and glanced at Ji Lan.

"Master Hisoka, everyone has something they are not good at."

What this means is that Nan Zhiyan is just not good at writing narrative essays.

Indeed, Ji Lan had read Nan Zhiyan's reports and policy papers, both of which were well written.

Even the group of old-fashioned guys in the public school only praised Nan Zhiyan when they mentioned him.

But no matter how bad you are at it, it can't be so bad that it's not even as good as a child's diary.

The public school's wake-up bell rang, stopping Ji Lan from asking further questions. Suppressing the doubts in his eyes, Ji Lan stood up and walked out of the classroom.

He always felt that something was wrong.

As soon as he walked out the door, a figure bumped into him again, interrupting Ji Lan's thoughts.

The other person was about the same height as him. Ji Lan patted the shoulder that was bumped into and looked at the person opposite with an impatient expression.

When he saw the other person's appearance and the white brooch on his chest, he was so angry that he laughed.

Isn’t this the E-level student who ranked tenth in the last physical training?

"Wow, is today some kind of E-class student haunting day? One after another, it's really, really boring."

Ji Lan raised his eyelids slightly and chuckled. His tone was frivolous and exaggerated, but the sarcasm in it was clearly visible.

Lin Zhiheng didn't expect to bump into Ji Lan. He just wanted to pass by here and take another look at Nan Zhiyan.

"I'm sorry, Master Hisoka."

Lin Zhiheng lowered his head and pretended not to hear Ji Lan's ridicule, then quickly apologized.

But now Ji Lan was not in the mood to argue with an E-level student. He glanced at the person sideways as he passed by, then walked past with his hands in his pockets.

After taking several steps, I realized that the boy's profile looked familiar when I glanced at him just now.

It seemed like I had seen it somewhere before, but definitely not at the training ground.

But he just couldn't remember it. Ji Lan didn't intend to make things difficult for himself. He was just an E-level student and not an important person.

After Ji Lan left, Lin Zhiheng breathed a sigh of relief, stood by the window in the corridor, and looked at the girl sitting quietly at the innermost part.

A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, but then, boundless bitterness spread over.

Lin Zhiheng knew very well that no matter what, he could not be with Nan Zhiyan. Their identities were a gap that could never be crossed.

I heard that Earl Taran was very good to Nan Zhiyan and intended to train him as his heir. However, Earl Taran would never consider someone of his status to be his son-in-law.

The moment Nan Zhiyan looked over, Lin Zhiheng suppressed the emotions in his eyes and turned aside.

But it doesn’t matter, as long as he can silently protect Nan Zhiyan, he shouldn’t ask for more.

The corridor outside the window was still empty, as if the sight just now was just Nan Zhiyan's illusion.

The fingers on the table curled up slightly, Nan Zhiyan withdrew his gaze, lowered his head and continued to do the questions.

After the course, Nan Zhiyan planned to return directly to the Kvitari Palace.

Apart from "parties", their lunch is usually prepared by housekeeping robots.

But when I got downstairs, I saw a familiar figure.

From a distance, Luo Xin saw Nan Zhiyan, and her eyes lit up instantly.

Luo Xin ran a few steps to Nan Zhiyan, holding a neatly folded uniform jacket in his arms.

A faint fragrance wafted through the air, and Nan Zhiyan could smell it. It was an extremely expensive perfume liquid on the market, belonging to a high-end luxury brand.

"Senior Nan, these are your clothes, thank you!"

Luo Xin was a little nervous, but still handed the uniform to Nan Zhiyan, though she was still a little uneasy.

She couldn't find the mint-flavored perfume that Nan Zhiyan used, so she could only buy some of the one she had smelled on Vivian.

It was expensive, just a few grams, but she spent all the money she had saved from her part-time job, but she didn't regret it.

Luo Xin's eyes are very bright, and the starlight in them is very similar to Lin Zhiheng's. This is probably the kind of gaze that only a child who grew up in a free environment would have.

Nan Zhiyan was stunned for a moment before he looked down at the uniform. It was obvious that the uniform had been carefully washed and ironed.

But Nan Zhiyan did not take it. He glanced at the crookedly sewn uniform jacket on Luo Xin's body and just took off the purple and gold brooch on the chest of the jacket.

"No need to give it back to me, just wear it."

Although Luo Xin is shorter than her, the public school uniforms are very slim-fitting, so there shouldn't be any big problems for Luo Xin to wear her uniform.

After saying this, Nan Zhiyan nodded towards Luo Xin, then walked past the crowd and walked inside.

Luo Xin was still in a daze. Did Senior Nan just say that she wanted to give this dress to her?

Luo Xin's heart started beating rapidly without him realizing it, and his mind was a little dazed.

I walked towards my apartment like a wandering soul, but before I had taken a few steps, I heard someone calling my name from behind.

Luo Xin subconsciously turned around and looked at Gu Wenqi's handsome and gentle face three steps away before she came to her senses.

I don't know why, but I subconsciously feel guilty.

It's so strange, she obviously likes Master Lord.

"Lo, Master Lord, what can I do for you?"

Gu Wenqi walked over slowly, but his eyes fell on the clothes in Luo Xin's arms.