Chapter 16 Chapter 16 As school was about to end, Lin...
As school was about to end, Lin Huaicai saw his deskmate again.
Not long after He Ling took the person away in the afternoon, his deskmate came back in a swagger - but she did not return to her seat at that time.
She walked into the classroom and walked around everyone, as if she was looking for something. No matter what others said, she would just glance at them, then show a disappointed expression and move on to the next person.
After turning around, she turned out again with a very natural attitude, as if she appeared in the classroom just to take a look at them and was ready to leave after that.
"He Ling and the others didn't do anything to you, did they?" Lin Huai glanced at Wen Qian, who had just sat down and was staring at the test paper on the table, and asked with concern.
The girl who was asked the question looked up in confusion, as if she was thinking.
After a while, she hesitated and said, "...Who is He Ling?"
Lin Huai:?
After seeing the countdown to the end of school on the system panel, Wen Qian rushed towards the classroom. Her schoolbag was still in the classroom, so she had to take the schoolbag and homework with her before leaving school.
Back in the classroom, she noticed the two test papers on the table.
The test papers were stacked neatly, and her pencil case was used to hold down the edge in the upper left corner to prevent it from being blown away by the wind.
Perhaps it was her kind deskmate who helped to organize it, and Wen Qian's mood, which was troubled by the heavy homework, became a little better.
Random Tasks——In-class Tests
There are always unexpected exams in school. Please complete the missed test.
Mission rewards: issued according to test rating]
Wen Qian just thought that this was just another homework assignment given by a teacher, and he just couldn't stand the test papers anymore.
After receiving the system prompt, she changed her aversion to the test paper and thought, "Just good thing it's not homework!"
Wen Qian looked up at the clock in the classroom. It wasn't long before school was over. Based on the speed at which she had finished the opening exams, she would probably have to stay in school for a while to finish the two papers.
I just picked up the pen when I heard Lin Huai's question.
He Ling?
Who is this?
Lin Huai was silent for a second, then prompted, "It's the person who just came to see you."
"Oh, it's her!" Wen Qian suddenly realized, "Nothing serious, we had a good chat."
Her tone was relaxed, but Lin Huai and some classmates who were paying attention to her were stunned when they heard this.
Getting along well?
Who, her and He Ling?
The classmates who thought that this poor and excellent student would suffer at the hands of He Ling failed to see it as a joke of Wen Qian, and instead heard this unexpected result.
"You're really capable of telling all kinds of lies." The person who was ready to laugh at Wen Qian curled his lips and didn't quite believe what she said.
"Please be understanding. If she doesn't say this, how can she stay here in the future?" The friend patted her shoulder. "She's deceiving herself. Why are you exposing her?"
She looked at Zhong Yin, who had been silent the whole time: "Zhong Yin, don't you have a good relationship with He Ling? What do you think?"
Zhong Yin paused and smiled, "I wasn't there, so how would I know what happened to them, but..."
She glanced at Wen Qian and said, "But I don't think she's telling the truth. Xiaoling is a nice person, but she's not nice to everyone."
The other two exchanged glances after hearing her words. He Ling is a good person?
Zhong Yin is just too soft-hearted and thinks everyone is a good person. She treats He Ling as a friend, but He Ling sees her as just a little follower.
Feeling the gazes of the two people beside her, Zhong Yin kept smiling, as if she didn't notice the undercurrent between them.
The hand under the desk was tightly grasping the mobile phone. On the gradually dimming screen of the phone, one could faintly see a text message sent in the morning - it was a photo.
Wen Qian felt that he was in the best condition at the moment. He picked up the pen as if he was assisted by God. When he looked at the questions, he didn't need to think much, and the solution to the problem appeared in his mind.
Random Tasks——In-class Tests
Mission Rating: Perfect
Reward: Random attribute point +1]
[Attribute points automatically generated: Agility +1]
As the system announced, Wen Qian put down his pen and looked up, feeling somewhat incredulous when he saw that not much time had passed.
How does she write so fast?
If it was just a little faster, it could be said that she was in good shape, but this was twice as fast as her previous speed. How could it be explained by being in good shape?
She subconsciously called up the system panel, feeling that this matter was related to the system.
On the system panel, above the nickname [Wen Qian], two light green speed bonus icons appeared.
【Stationery Bag——Solution speed increased by 10%】
[Desk – Increases test-solving speed by 40%]
Wen Qian was stunned for a moment. She knew that the pencil case would help with problem-solving speed, but she didn't expect that the desk would also have that benefit.
The bonus is quite high, almost the same as the desk in the furniture mall.
"Why can't I do my homework at school..." Wen Qian lamented while lying on the table. Wouldn't she not have to buy a desk this way?
I had to ask her to take it back and write...
...take it back?
Wen Qian sat up straight in an instant, his eyes moved slightly, and he slowly shifted his gaze to the desk in front of him as if he had discovered a new world.
Lin Huai packed his schoolbag and looked at his deskmate who was lying on the table and sighing. He didn't know whether he should remind him that school was about to end.
She doesn't seem very happy now. She probably doesn't want anyone to disturb her, right?
After hesitating for a while, Lin Huai decided to remind her. He bent his fingers and tapped the table, trying to attract Wen Qian's attention.
The person next to her did react—she sat up with a huge movement, staring at the desk with shining eyes and muttering non-stop.
Lin Huai was so frightened by her erratic movements that his heart skipped a beat.
He was indeed knocking on the table, not Wen Qian's tendons, right?
Wen Qian didn't notice Lin Huai's actions. She walked around the desk twice as if no one was around, then held the desk and weighed it.
The strange action attracted a lot of people's attention.
"Wen Qian, do you want to adjust the position of the desk?" Lin Huai adjusted his glasses and guessed with a little doubt.
He stood up: "Let me help you... What are you doing?"
Lin Huai's pupils trembled slightly, and he looked at Wen Qian's actions with shock and a hint of confusion.
——Wen Qian was half-squatting on the ground, trying to stuff the desk into his schoolbag.
Wen Qian, who had just had a flash of inspiration, thought of a way to solve his homework without spending money on buying a desk.
That is - bring the desks back from school!
She tried to put the desk and stool into the system backpack together, but she hadn't thought about how this scene would appear in reality.
[Zi——]
The capacity of a single backpack is limited. The [desk] is too large. Should I force it in?
[Consequences: 1 backpack grid is damaged. Repair is required within 72 hours. Repair cost: 20 gold coins]
Wen Qian was shocked by the game's unscrupulous means of cutting leeks. This was also a way to make a fortune from her!
Xiao Wen, with an expressionless face, gave up the idea of putting the desk into the system backpack. She would never let the game take even a penny from her.
It just can’t fit into the backpack, so she has a new solution.
Lin Huai watched Wen Qian try to put the desk into his backpack, and then stopped after a while.
Have you given up?
He pursed his lips and asked tentatively, "Wen Qian, what are you doing?"
What exactly is she planning to do? She can't really want to put the desk into her schoolbag, right?
Wen Qian said nothing, just fiddling with his schoolbag.
This time she didn't try to do something unreasonable like using her schoolbag to pack her desk. She reached into her schoolbag and fumbled for a while.
——pulled out a folding cart from his schoolbag.
Lin Huai's eyelids twitched, and he suddenly wanted to ask his deskmate what he usually put in his schoolbag.
Wen Qian spread out the folding cart, locked the buckles on it, lifted the edge of the desk, and signaled to Lin Huai to help lift the other side.
Lin Huai didn't understand, but he did as he was told.
Together, they turned the desk over and placed it upside down on the cart.
Looking at Wen Qian who picked up another chair and piled it on top, Lin Huai couldn't help but ask, "Where are you taking the desk?"
"Go home!"
Wen Qian, who had ignored several of Lin Huai's questions, finally had the mind to answer him.
She naturally pulled the cart out of the classroom. When she was about to leave, she seemed to remember something and turned to wave at Lin Huai: "See you tomorrow, monitor!"
Lin Huai looked at Wen Qian's back, and the words he hadn't finished speaking got stuck in his throat. He really wanted to ask her why she wanted to take the desk home.
In the end, he just replied to her: "...See you tomorrow."
What about the desk? Can we see the desk tomorrow too?
Wen Qian did not take the stairs like she did the previous times. She dragged the cart to the elevator.
When the elevator door opened, the few students inside looked up unconsciously and paused in their gazes.
What is this person doing?
Wen Qian was completely unaware of how much attention he was attracting and walked into the elevator dragging his desk.
The students inside didn't even notice that this was a poor but excellent student whom they looked down upon, and unconsciously moved aside to make room for Wen Qian.
"Thank you." Wen Qian nodded to them and waited for the elevator to go down.
The boy standing next to her couldn't help but look at her several times, with a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
Who is she? A desk repairman?
He couldn't help but ask curiously, "Why are you wearing our college uniform?"
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