"Yeah." Jiang Nian walked towards the second-year high school building.

On the other side, Ma Guojun forgot to bring his 2B pencil and walked halfway to the examination room before turning back to the classroom.

Although it is faster to buy a pen, it is just a Chinese language test for the first time, so it doesn't matter. You won't be late, so there is no need to waste money.

Even if you use up your physical strength, it won't have any impact on the exam. You can't do Chinese, and you can't do it if you're energetic. If you walk more, you might do better on the exam.

After finally climbing up to the fourth floor, the big fat man was panting from exhaustion.

"Fuck, I'm so exhausted."

He slowly walked to the entrance of the corridor and found his book frame from a large number of book baskets. Suddenly he felt extremely lucky and got a good seat with Jiang Nian.

I have to say, Jiang Nian is really something.

Otherwise, if the book basket is placed at the innermost or outermost position, it will either be inconvenient to get the books or the books will not be safe.

What? How can a book be unsafe?

I can only say that I don’t know that schools are dangerous and people’s hearts are dangerous. When I meet some people with a crazy heart, they look at your bookshelf as they pass by and they don’t like it, so they just step on it and explode it.

Is it possible that you still need to adjust the monitoring? Besides, this is not a corridor, and there is no monitoring.

Ma Guojun found the 2B pencil from the book basket, changed to the other side of the stairs and walked down. His eyes casually glanced at the book basket on the stairs, and his eyes were suddenly attracted by a capital "Yu".

"Huh?" Ma Guojun stopped and murmured to himself, "The word "Yu" is written in such a coquettish way, could it be that idiot Yu Tongjie?"

Thinking like this, Ma Guojun bent down to flip the test paper, and sure enough he saw Yu Tongjie's name.

"Why does this idiot put the book basket on the stairs? Isn't he afraid of tripping someone?"

Ma Guojun looked around and saw that there was no one up and down the stairs. He couldn't help but feel nervous for a moment, and then he decisively raised his fat leg and pointed it at the book basket and gave it a Nike!

Click! A subtle sound sounded!

I have to say that the quality of Nike's soles is really good, but the book basket had a big crack.

After doing all this, the big fat man felt guilty and slipped away down the stairs.
Chapter completed!