She discovered that the original host and her shared many similar habits. For example, they both like to put information, such as their bank card password and the pin to their ho door, in their mo.
This made things a lot more convenient for her.
The original host’s family was very wealthy. Even her own small treasury was already relatively sufficient. The six-digit balance in Alipay was able to comfort her injured heart a little.
The original host lived in an upscale community in the city center.
When Lu Qingyan arrived ho, the house was pitch-black and empty, no one was ho.
She vaguely rembered that the parents of the original host had a poor relationship, so they’ve been living apart since she was young. The original host’s brother, Lu Mingxuan, was also rebellious by nature and refused to live with them.
As a result, although they euphemistically called themselves a family, everything had already fallen apart a long ti ago.
After her parents separated, Lu Qingyan followed her mother, Ivy. Her mother was a rich daughter of a foreign family, she was highly-capable woman that flew around year-round, never returning ho.
Lu Qingyan turned on the lights in the living room and stood in the suddenly brightened big condominium.
She was alone.
On the table, there was a note left by the aunty her family hired.
"The food is kept insulated." It seems that the person just left.
Lu Qingyan went upstairs and found her room, along with so brand new tutorial books.
The original host didn’t like to study, so these were probably bought by her mother for her.
The host’s mother was very strict and valued her education. However, because she was always busy with no ti to spare, she could only buy the host these study materials instead.
However, whether it was a tutorial book or a textbook, there were no markings on it whatsoever.
Although Lu Qingyan studied well in the past and even won national competition, she had taken a few months off and seed to have forgotten most of the content she previously learned. So when she saw the textbook empty of any notes, she only felt heartache.
This really was like starting over at the Novice Village.
The next day, Lu Qingyan woke up extra early —— in order to finish her howork.
She changed into her school uniform, washed her face with cold water, and applied so simple skin cream before leaving the house.
There are a total of 10 classes in the science departnt of the experintal school. The classes were arranged in descending order according to test scores with Special Class being at the top and Class 9 being at the bottom.
Lu Qingyan sighed.
It really wasn’t easy.
As she mused over this, Lu Qingyan opened the door to her class. There was still a little over an hour before the start of the morning reading, but a lot of people were already in their seats studying.
The door was pushed open quietly, so nobody noticed her entry. Instead, they were all vigorously writing in their textbooks.
Her seat happened to be in the last row.
They were nearly all strangers to her.
Lu Qingyan sat down obediently and sorted out the pile of books on the desk.
There were so freshly crumpled up paper sticking out of the textbook, resembling the lettuce found in a hamburger
On Lu Qingyan’s front sat a dark-skinned boy. She decided to temporarily na him Xiaohei.
Xiaohei seed to be finishing up yesterday’s howork. When he noticed Lu Qingyan looking over at his work, he imdiately covered his answers with his hand and looked at her cautiously.
He looked remarkably like a widow protecting their chastity.
Lu Qingyan: "..."
Although she knew that she was still new and don’t know them that much, but do they really have to guard against her like she’s so thief?
It’s almost as if his answers were so rare treasures that she wanted.
Back in her day, whenever there was a night with enough howork to create a small mountain, she would beco a "father" to many of her classmates the next morning.
All those who didn’t do their howork ca to her for help.
Where would she be treated as a thief and be forced to suffer such grievances?
She took a deep breath and found a pen in her desk drawer.
She glanced at the class schedule before she started on yesterday’s math assignnt.
Although she had forgotten a lot of key points, as she worked on the problems, it slowly ca back to her.
Lu Qingyan’s scratch paper was gradually filled with pencil marks as she focused on answering the questions.
It was only when the class bell rang, signaling the beginning of the morning reading, did she finally snapped out of it.
Although it’s called morning reading, it was actually just self-study. However, the always quiet class suddenly beca a lot less quiet.
The noise ca from ——
Lu Qingyan raised her head and looked at the seat that was diagonally in front of her to the right.
A chubby boy was seated in that spot. He’ll be temporarily nad Xiaopang.
Xiaopang called out to his friends, "Did any of you finish yesterday’s math assignnt? Let take a look!"
Although the chubby boy broke the tranquility of the classroom, no one was upset with him.
"Yesterday you said you weren’t going to copy other people’s howork today."
"Grandma, I’m begging you. It’s really an ergency this ti. You also know the consequences of not doing the howork. Sister Hua will eat alive! And you know I’m weak in math. I promise I’ll do your science research!"
"Okay, fine, just take it."
He seed to be pretty popular in the class.
Lu Qingyan had finished her math howork and stuffed it into her desk drawer when she heard Xiaopang, "Huh? You didn’t answer the last question?"
"I wasn’t sure about it."
"It’s okay, I’ll ask Brother Jing."
Xiaopang looked around the room and tried to find soone.
He wondered out loud, "The seats were changed? Where does Brother Jing sit now?"
As soon as his voice fell, the class bell rang, signaling the start of the first class.
A student pointed to the empty seat next to Lu Qingyan, who had been watching them the whole ti, "That’s the Learning God’s seat."
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