As a result, Tu Nian suffered from insomnia.
Facts have proved that pre-exam anxiety exists no matter what the environment is. This night reminded Tu Nian of the days during exam weeks when he would go to bed at nine o'clock, close his eyes, and stay awake until dawn.
It’s really a different test, but the same torture.
Fortunately, the first events of the competition were medical and pharmacological methods, so she had two full days to adjust her condition, which was enough to cope with the talisman competition.
In comparison, Bo Qiu was even worse off. He didn't suffer from insomnia, but he wanted to sleep but couldn't.
Tu Nian harassed him from time to time throughout the night. Every time, she would wake him up to chat with him while he was sleeping. The question he asked most often was "What time is it now?" He actually acted like a new type of sword-like smartphone.
Bo Qiu had the intention of resisting at first, but in the second half of the night he simply gave in. He chatted with her for half the night in a half-asleep state, and finally waited until dawn. After urging her to get up, he went back to his sword to catch up on some sleep.
Seeing that Bo Qiu was ignoring him, it was not appropriate to sleep any longer. Tu Nian calculated the next schedule and sighed hoarsely, "It's difficult."
Immediately, he got up from the bed with a dizzy head and heavy eyelids and washed up.
"Junior Sister, are you awake?"
Soon, Chu Qiurong knocked on the door.
Tu Nian went to open the door despite being tired, and his extremely listless state scared Chu Qiurong.
"Hey, you're up pretty early, huh?"
"Good morning, Senior Brother."
She forced a smile, but it looked much uglier than crying.
"Sit down now."
Seeing that she was staggering when opening the door, Chu Qiurong was afraid that she would fall, so she quickly freed her hands to help her to the table and poured her a cup of tea. "What were you busy with last night, Wuyanqing?"
Tu Nian took it and took two sips. After trying to perk up a bit, he replied, "I'm not busy at all. It's just my first time participating in a big competition. I was a little too excited and couldn't sleep well."
After she finished speaking, she looked at Chu Qiurong's hand and raised her chin, "What is that?"
"Oh, yes," Chu Qiurong remembered something important and placed the things she brought for her on the table. "During the competition, whether you're watching or competing, you have to wear the sect's uniform. Master asked me to bring you a set."
At this point, his expression became a little strange, and he coughed and said, "It's just that the style is quite trendy. I wonder if you will like it."
"Oh? Let me take a look."
When it came to her professional field, Tu Nian instantly became much more alert. She touched the fabric with both hands, found two protruding corners, lifted it up in front of her and shook it, and the Taoist robe was completely unfolded in front of her. Then, her expression froze on her face.
“Are you kidding me!?”
No, can anyone tell her which kind person used the official green linen to make a Taoist robe? Especially with the musk brown pattern...
Considering the original owner's pitiful height, she even imagined herself putting on this dress and turning into a bush in seconds.
After all, Tu Nian studied design. Instead of letting her accept this kind of outfit that repeatedly hits her sore spots, it would be better to kill her with a sword.
"Allow me to refuse." Her tone was firm.
Chu Qiurong had expected her to behave like this. She spread her hands with amusement and helplessness, "I told Master, but he refused to listen. There's nothing I can do."
Tu Nian held his forehead with his hand, "He has such poor taste, no wonder he hasn't found a girl in all these years."
With this kind of aesthetic taste, at most you can just buy a ready-made jewelry pendant or something. If you ask for a customized surprise, who knows how many girls will be scared away.
"Who says it isn't?"
Chu Qiurong smiled, "But if you want to participate in the competition, you still have to wear the Taoist uniform."
"Yes." Tu Nian folded the Taoist robe and put it back on the table. "Actually, the Juchen green long gowns that our sect usually wear are pretty good. If that doesn't work, I can borrow one from someone else."
Chu Qiurong thought for a moment and said, "That's fine, but Master..."
Tu Nian had already thought about it, and waved his hand and said, "Just tell him that I don't want to be unique and stand out."
"Got it. Then go and get ready. I'll meet you in the courtyard at 3:30 am. I'll take this back first. If you change your mind, feel free to tell me."
Chu Qiurong stood up and shook the official green linen shirt in his hand jokingly.
"Take it, take it."
Tu Nian smiled and pushed the person out the door. After watching him leave, he thought for a moment, then took Bo Qiu and Jin Wu and walked towards Qin An's room.
Jixue's residence is similar to a hotel, with rooms arranged according to numbers. Qin An lives in Room 15, which is right in the corner of the same floor as Tu Nian. It is only half a corridor away from Tu Nian's Room 9, and it is just a few steps away.
Arriving at the room, it was completely quiet. Tu Nian was afraid she might not be awake yet, so he knocked on the door twice and asked, "Senior Sister Qin, are you awake? I'm Tu Nian, and I'd like to ask you a favor."
"Clang".
Before he finished speaking, there was a sudden sound of a heavy object falling to the ground in the room, and Qin An's weak voice rang out, "Wait a moment, I'll be right there."
Tu Nian didn't think much about it, just responded casually and waited in the corridor, but when the door opened, he was greeted by Luo Zhan with a subtle tone.
"Haha, good morning."
"hiss."
Tu Nian took a long breath, and his inner thoughts quickly changed from surprise to shock to understanding. Finally, he chose to slightly arch his eyebrows, touch his tongue to his palate, and make a light "tsk" sound, which was more lethal than words. After hearing this, Luo Zhan broke down and ran away with his head in his hands.
Tu Nian was so happy that he couldn't help laughing for a long time before he knocked on Qin An's door. "Senior Sister Qin, I'm coming in?"
"Yeah." Qin An's low response came from the room.
When I pushed the door open and entered the room, there was breakfast on the table: two plates of buns and some porridge.
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