As the test papers were distributed to each student's desk, the atmosphere in the entire examination hall gradually heated up.
The others might not have felt much yet.
But Daxiong's heart felt like time was dragging on.
He had played too hard during the holidays, to the point that Daxiong had long forgotten what he had learned. It wasn't until he was facing the exam that he began to panic and fear.
But it was already too late to start getting nervous now.
Looking at the test paper with its black words on white paper, Daxiong felt a wave of dizziness. The questions might know him, but he didn't know the questions. This was quite difficult.
During the entire examination, there were probably only two people who could remain calm and composed from beginning to end.
One was the undisputed top student and class monitor, Chukisugi.
As the best student in the entire class, this kind of in-class quiz was no big deal for him.
The other was the new international transfer student, Lin Feng.
With the mindset of an adult who had experienced higher education, the problems of a fifth-grade elementary school student posed basically no pressure on Lin Feng whatsoever.
Besides those two, even Jingxiang, who had relatively good grades in class, was slightly frowning while doing the problems.
It seemed she had encountered some tricky questions.
"It's over, it's over, I don't know how to do any of them, what should I do..."
Daxiong's hand holding the pencil was trembling non-stop, and he was even more panicked inside.
Although he had indeed hastily glanced at Jingxiang's notebook earlier, cramming just seemed completely useless given Daxiong's study habits.
The fear and panic in the face of the test paper had already scattered the few memories he had, leaving his mind completely blank.
"There's nothing I can do, I'll just have to leave it to fate..."
After searching his mind and confirming that he had no memory of these questions, Daxiong could only clasp his hands and silently pray in his heart before starting to answer the questions.
...
Time always seems to pass quickly during exams.
As the bell rang for the end of the second class in the morning, the first in-class test of the new semester also came to an end.
After handing in their papers, everyone's faces gradually relaxed, and the atmosphere in the classroom changed from the previous tension to the current liveliness.
Of course, Daxiong, who had been completely bewildered while writing the exam, still couldn't relax.
He had already started thinking about how to hide the test paper after the results were released.
"Look, Panghu, Daxiong's looking so miserable. He must have messed up the exam again, hahaha...!"
"Isn't that normal? That Daxiong, doesn't he always look like this during the exam? If I had to guess, he'll probably get zero again, hahaha...!"
As Daxiong's good friends, Xiaofu and Panghu couldn't help but start mocking Daxiong in unison after seeing the dejected expression on his face after the exam.
However, Daxiong had clearly become immune to this level of mockery.
So he just looked up at the two onlookers with a bit of unwillingness, then lowered his head again, feeling down.
In terms of studying, Daxiong was truly useless, aside from being lazy.
There's no help for it; some people really aren't cut out for studying. No matter how hard they try, they don't see much success.
Conversely, in fields other than academics, they might actually achieve things that ordinary people can't.
Perhaps Daxiong is one of those people.
After the next two cultural studies classes, it was lunchtime again.
Today, Lin Feng had prepared egg and scallion noodles for his lunch, a rather traditional Chinese dish.
The students around him were already used to this, so they didn't all stare at him like they had on the first day.
Instead, Jingxiang's gaze held a certain curiosity.
Although the lunch Lin Feng prepared wasn't particularly lavish or extravagant, it was quite appropriate to describe it as pleasing to the eye, fragrant, and delicious.
After lunch, everyone gradually entered their midday rest period.
Lin Feng, however, wasn't feeling sleepy. He took a blank drawing paper from his backpack and began sketching.
His savings were dwindling, and he might need money in the coming days.
Although he would visit Daxiong's house after school this afternoon, perhaps he could borrow some tools from Doraemon.
However, relying on others wasn't Lin Feng's style.
Besides, Doraemon wasn't always reliable.
If his tools were sent for repairs, or if some other issue arose, and he couldn't borrow anything.
In the end, Lin Feng would still have to rely on his own drawing skills.
So, Lin Feng's time was actually quite pressing.
"Lin Feng, are you planning to draw your manga right here...?"
Jingxiang had just put away her lunchbox, ready to take a nap on her desk, when she noticed Lin Feng taking out his drawing paper from his backpack and spreading it on the table.
She was truly a little surprised; Lin Feng's obsession with drawing manga had reached this level.
"Yeah, I can't sleep, so I'm just finding something to do," Lin Feng explained with a slight smile.
"Didn't you even get enough rest last night...?"
Although Jingxiang said this, her eyes couldn't help but focus on the drawing pen in Lin Feng's hand.
As Lin Feng's hand, holding the brush, danced across the blank paper, aimless lines slowly began to connect and form images.
Last night, under Lin Feng's frantic efforts, he had finished drawing the first chapter of Blade of Demon Destruction, up to the point where Tanjiro said goodbye to his mother and siblings and went down the mountain to sell charcoal.
So, today's task was to draw Tanjiro returning home after selling charcoal, only to be caught in a blizzard and end up staying overnight with an old man named Saburo.
Actually, when most people read this part of the story, they couldn't help but think that the old man was being a bit of a busybody.