Jiang Nian turned his head and noticed the quiet Li Qingrong.
Seeing that she hadn't packed anything, he couldn't help asking.
"Where's your exam bag?"
"In the desk." Li Qingrong raised her eyes to look at him, then took out the transparent bag, "Do you need a pen?"
"No, I have one." Jiang Nian picked up the bag and checked it carefully, "Why didn't you bring an eraser?"
Li Qingrong lowered her eyes, originally wanting to say she didn't need it. But just as she was about to speak, she swallowed her words to spare his pride.
"Forgot."
"How could you forget something so important?" Jiang Nian shook his head, then cut his own eraser in half.
"There, now you have one."
Li Qingrong glanced at him, seeing his smug look. Not knowing what he was so happy about, she said.
"Thank you."
Zhang Ningzhi buried her head under the raised textbook, listening in the whole time with some envy, she muttered quietly.
"Stupid Jiang Nian, why didn't you ask me if I forgot an eraser!"
