Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack

Chapter 686: Chapter 666: Making Up Homework is Always a Serious Matter

”Alright, the major discussion is over, now onto the main issue.” Luo Qianqian put down He Wenyu’s backpack, her face showing a bit of embarrassment, ”The two of us probably won’t be able to finish this, could Brother Jiayou help us more?”

Lin Jiayou’s face was full of embarrassment—could he admit that he had returned all the knowledge from that year to his teachers and siblings after he started college?

”Copying stuff, I can still handle that,” Lin Jiayou immediately expressed his view.

He Wenyu’s face lit up with joy, ”Great, memorize and copy the classical poems and texts twice.” She immediately pulled out the printed collection of poems and handed it to Lin Jiayou, having initially disdained it too much, she had not expected Lin Jiayou to say this.

Then He Wenyu looked at Luo Qianqian and Jimo Cheng, who hadn’t spoken, ”What are you writing? I have everything here.”

Luo Qianqian’s face was speechless, ”You choose what you like and are good at.”

He Wenyu, hearing this, didn’t hesitate and chose English. It was not because she was skilled at it, but because, despite its vast content, the letters were much easier to write than Chinese characters.

Luo Qianqian looked at a stack of papers with a face of helplessness; this was even after He Wenyu had done the bigger problems on white papers.

She turned her eyes towards Jimo Cheng, who also had a face of helplessness. Isn’t that what education in our country is like? He casually took more than half of the papers from Luo Qianqian’s hand, ”Let’s go, to the meeting room.”

Lin Jiayou, looking at the number of papers in their hands, swallowed hard. Then he looked at the white paper in his own hands and could only resign himself to his fate—after all, his task was a bit lighter compared to theirs.

He Wenyu also made sure to give everyone two pens, recalling how Shufan used to measure the number of problems by the amount of ink consumed during test prep.

Luo Qianqian quietly did her work, thinking of the times she had studied with Shufan, just as quietly, and couldn’t help but smile. Jimo Cheng on the other hand wrote as if blindly, his writing seemed thoughtless.

But he also took out a few papers and placed them on Luo Qianqian’s desk.

After noticing, Luo Qianqian turned her head and saw they were on biology, her face full of confusion as she looked towards him.

Jimo Cheng’s face turned red with embarrassment, ”I don’t really know this.”

Luo Qianqian nodded and then continued working quietly without any expression.

He Wenyu was originally writing well since the English papers, no matter how many, were just multiple-choice questions, two essays, and then just word and grammar transcription.

But soon her attention was captured by the two others. What the heck? Could you not have such a tacit agreement even while writing a paper? Jimo Cheng was also curving his lips, and Luo Qianqian was also smiling lightly; they didn’t look like they were doing homework but rather something very delightful...

Can’t you take your homework seriously? Is this some delightful task?

”Xiao Yu, if you don’t hurry up and write, you won’t have anything to eat,” Lin Jiayou said, unable to help himself after noticing He Wenyu was distracted.

Seeing the two of them relaxed as if they were just filling out a survey, he then looked at his own crooked transcriptions and sighed. At this point, it was better not to worry too much about neatness—after all, such homework would end up as scrap paper sold to contribute to the class funds.

A silence fell among the four, and soon, someone’s stomach growled, followed by everyone’s.

Luo Qianqian put down her pen and shook her arms, ”I just remembered, have we not eaten yet?”

”Yeah...” He Wenyu nodded, yawning continuously. It was no wonder she felt sleepy after being woken up early and then studying in a group.

Shufan raised his wrist, ”It’s ten o’clock now, too late for breakfast and too early for lunch.” After saying that, he put down his pen, ”How about we order some desserts? Coffee? Milk tea? Tea or milk?”

”I’ll have coffee!” Lin Jiayou and He Wenyu said in unison.

Luo Qianqian raised her eyebrows in surprise, but still smiled, ”Then I’ll have hot chocolate.” Thinking of how early He Wenyu had been woken up that morning, she understood—after all, waking up so early and then studying continuously, she probably wanted nothing more than to lay her head on the table and sleep.

”Hmm.” Jimo Cheng nodded, ”Let’s rest for now, constantly looking isn’t good for the eyes.”

”Okay.” He Wenyu immediately happily put down her pen and went over to Luo Qianqian, checking the finished papers since the main focus would definitely be on those, and they might even be collected for grading.

Then, surprised, she discovered, ”Qianqian, we answered the big questions, how come you still wrote them?”

Luo Qianqian blinked, feeling there was something she had overlooked. Then helplessly shook her head, ”It doesn’t matter, you can give it to your friend who didn’t do the homework, you could even sell it.”

”You’re right.” He Wenyu’s eyes lit up upon hearing this, and she quickly went back to her room to collect the filled papers and tucked them into a book.

Afterward, while eating desserts and drinking beverages, they enjoyed a pleasant atmosphere until noon; naturally, they even took care of lunch in the conference room until the sun began to set and all four of them finally put down their pens.

Lin Jiayou even sprawled himself on the table, ”My goodness, I haven’t written this much in three years, my hand’s about to fall off.”

He Wenyu also lay on the table, ”I’m so envious of Qianqian, no homework in university...”

”Heh...” Luo Qianqian rolled her eyes, who told you that?

”Alright, you’re almost there, cherish your high school days,” Luo Qianqian said in an elder’s tone.

He Wenyu irritably gathered the homework, thanking as she collected, ”Thanks, Brother Jiayou, thank you Qianqian’s senior brother, thank you Qianqian... Eh? Qianqian, did we keep that many papers?”

”How would I know? I couldn’t tell which one was your homework, so I just brought all the papers here,” Luo Qianqian shrugged, ”You sort it out yourself, I really don’t want to see any more papers right now, I just want to see my pillow, my blankets...”

”Let’s look for it when we return, let’s go eat first, bid farewell to your soon-ending Golden Week,” Lin Jiayou said, looking at the dense array of papers and feeling overwhelmed.

He Wenyu looked toward Luo Qianqian, pouting, ”It should be more like seeing Qianqian off.”

”Yeah, that’s right, next time we meet it’ll be the winter vacation,” Luo Qianqian smiled, ”So you have to do well on your exams to get into my school so we can meet often.”

”Don’t rub it in,” He Wenyu rolled her eyes at the light bulb, ”And probably An Hao will be calling me ’sister’.” She said, raising her eyebrows at Luo Qianqian, a look of challenge on her face.

Luo Qianqian had a helpless look but there was nothing she could do.

The four went for dinner, and although the atmosphere was cheerful, He Wenyu couldn’t smile at all, feeling like the Summer Resort, only occasionally able to see its owner, with Luo Qianqian being the owner, most of the time not around.

At night, He Wenyu talked with Luo Qianqian for most of the night until she couldn’t resist the sleepiness any longer and fell into a deep sleep.

Early the next morning, Luo Qianqian woke her up because the school uniform and other books were still at home.

Jimo Cheng was already up, and Lin Jiayou was also drowsily up, while Luo Qianqian packed up the clothes she had bought over the last few days into a bag, making sure she hadn’t left anything behind before she felt relieved.

Jimo Cheng appeared relaxed, his suitcase having already been taken down by the driver.

”Sigh...” As they were leaving the room, He Wenyu sighed, a lot had happened over the past few days, but she was happy because Qianqian had been by her side and because they were soon solving a big problem at home.

After delivering the clothes and everything back home, Luo Qianqian carried her wallet, identification, and a set of keys, her essential out-the-door items, and then got into the car, taking He Wenyu to school. As for Lin Jiayou? He just went back to sleep at home.

”Xiao Yu, study hard, goodbye.”

”Qianqian, goodbye.”

The two waved goodbye.