On May 17th, early morning of the fourth week of semester, Xero put on his school uniform.
After showering and tidying up his appearance, he was ready to leave. When he reached the entrance hall and opened the front door, he saw his grandpa playing the guitar as he basked in the rising sun.
In old age, a person's sleep cycle was important. And last night, Xero had cast a spell on his grandfather to ease his sleep, but nothing could change his grandfather's biological clock…
Seeing Xero come outside, the old man was startled for a moment, but then gave him two lunchboxes of food. "This is sweet and sour pork chops with dumplings, including sauce."
Xero was stunned. "…" Unexpectedly, it was normal home cooking!
He touched the warm lunchboxes, he didn't know whether the old man forgot to add salt or pepper; but he was moved. Just as he was about to say something, the old man pursed his lips. "I've been waiting at the door this whole time, but I still haven't seen my grandson Kongji. You're Kongji, right… hurry up and hand this over to my grandson."
Xero: "…" Oh you've got to be f**king with me…
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The atmosphere in class was clearly more lively than three weeks ago at the first day of school. The purveyor in charge of studies, Little Bastard, began to collect homework one by one. Little Bastard's real name was Ling Tian. The people who liked to cause trouble would deliberately write "Ling Tian" as "Petite Tian."
This was the first nickname he had obtained since getting into Grade One Advanced Class 1-B at No. 90 High School or more commonly known, Qinghe No. 90 Cultivation High School.
Like his nickname, Ling Tian was pretty small. As a boy, a height of just one hundred and seventy centimeters was quite a pain in the ass. But what had to be mentioned was that he had a pretty decent personality, and a fair look; he was popular with not only students in class, but also teachers. After his classmates had become more comfortable and familiar with him, they gave him another nickname, the cute and adorable sounding, Mini Mochi.
Collecting homework was a technical task really. Homework was one of the most complete, quickly gathered in the first three weeks of the semester, and students were serious and quiet in class. After this, however, various problems would emerge.
This was the so-called three week semester curse!
Even the advanced students of No. 90 High School weren't immune to this curse.
Xero had long divided Class Advanced 1-B into four factions.
First, the compromised and laidback faction which consisted of Misaki, Xinyan, Lianhua and Mini Mochi. They finished homework ahead of time, and reviewed lessons.
Second, the normal student facility. Xero considered himself to be a member of this faction.
Third, the dumbass party, consisting of those who didn't do their homework, and just laid home not doing anything and hadn't even written one sentence. This faction was commonly seen in elite or remedial classes — this occurrence did happen in advanced class, however, it was very rare in general.
Fourth, the vigorously copying faction. In Xero's mind, this was the faction with the shortest amount of people mainly consisting of… Zhen Jie and Han Jue! These two fatass gaming nerds!
Mini Mochi sighed as he stood in front of Zhen Jie and Han Jue's desk and said grudgingly, "You two, only five more minutes, get it over with already…"
Based on previous routine, Teacher Shuang would have long stepped in the classroom five minutes before to supervise their homework.
Mini Mochi looked at his wristwatch, looked at the two fatass gaming nerds, assessed their current progress in fully writing, and sighed in his heart.
Collecting homework was one thing, copying homework even more than that.
Glancing at the time, Zhen Jie realized that he didn't have that much time left, so he straightaway pulled out another pen from his stationery pouch and started writing with both hands!
"This… is the Everlasting Ambiguity of Two Pens!" Everyone was stunned. This was a widespread, great godly skill in school! A magic technique developed by a mysterious senior who was inspired by Supervisor Liu's Everlasting Ambiguity of Two Blades!
The Everlasting Ambiguity of Two Pens was a very overpowered skill in the copying homework ideology, but it posed two great risks: one, the words produced by a hand that's not your dominant would make the words more crooked. And second, one needed to pay close attention to the sheet you're copying from.
Mini Mochi leaned in to take a look at Zhen Jie's sheet of paper, and his pupils constricted.
My god! The handwriting was too elegant… this wasn't copying homework but f**king printing it!
He had never thought that there would be such an expert who could use this skill with such precision…
Seeing this, Xero also felt a little semblance in his heart. This skill was tremendously hard and it would guarantee high levels of writing speed if practiced for seven to eight years.
Han Jue looked at Zhen Jie with amazement, "I never imagined that I was sitting near an expert!"
Saying that, he got a determined look on his face and under everyone's startled gazes, brought a pen out of his stationery pouch and straightaway copied the homework faster!
— The Everlasting Ambiguity of Two Pens, yet again!
Mini Mochi was dumbfounded, are these idiots ambidextrous or what?!
Everyone else was also dumbfounded!
However, they only had two minutes left…
Dinglingling ! — self-study hours are about to begin!
Mini Mochi looked at the door anxiously, it was as if he could already hear Teacher Shuang leave the office and head towards the classroom step by step!
It's over… at this rate, they're both f**ked!
In the classroom, everyone couldn't help shaking their heads.
Concentrating with all his mental power, his hands still moving at fast pace, Zhen Jie suddenly roared. "I won't give up… just yet!"
It was at that moment he sped up once again! It was as if everyone could hear his blood boiling and being pushed through his muscles. The students in class also couldn't help how their blood boiled in anticipation.
"…" Xero was a little stupefied. To be this resolute when copying homework — he couldn't think of anyone else who could perfectly replicate this.
With two minutes and a few seconds left to go, Zhen Jie already entered the final stage, his transcription speed was almost that of Han Jue! He was still going strong!
But at this moment, Zhen Jie took out another pen out of his stationery pouch and held it in his mouth!
Instantly, countless, "f**king shit!" rang around the classroom.
The f**k! So serious to the point you invent your own skill?!
— Ambiguity of Three Pens!?
The increase in speed was clearly seen.
But it was very obvious that although Zhen Jie had mastered this technique, the words written with the pen in his mouth were crooked, but not entirely unreadable.
As the purveyor in charge of studies, Mini Mochi's jaw dropped.
On the other side, seeing that Zhen Jie had entered the final leg, Han Jue unexpectedly stopped copying.
Has he… given up?
Xero narrowed his eyes, head resting on hand as he watched the two guys' battle.
Han Jue gave an evil smirk.
Then… he took out two pens out of his stationary pouch…
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And stuck them inside his f**king nostrils!
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This day, the boys and girls who had witnessed this scene in Grand One, 1-B all knelt before him!