Jiang Yuanchi's arrival injected a breath of fresh... deathly air into this lifeless class.
It couldn't be helped. Senior Jiang wasn't exactly the sort of cheerful person who made everyone smile. Aside from her initial attempt to seize the prime spot at the podium beside Xu Nan, which had been rather amusing, everyone quickly sensed the aloof aura she gave off. Naturally, Xu Nan was the exception.
The male students' gazes toward Xu Nan once again filled with jealousy and resentment.
Xu Nan was delighted. Those people had grown numb to him lately, but they had finally started contributing Activity Points again.
Still, the atmosphere in the classroom never felt quite right. Xu Nan also felt that this force-fed style of education couldn't last for long. He had no idea what Zhang Yue was thinking.
Fortunately, most of the class were adults. They had all been tempered by society, understood how cruel the world could be, and knew how to endure hardship. Since they could inherit the legacy of spellcasters, they had to be lucky on one hand and reasonably intelligent on the other.
Even though the endless memorization left them dizzy and complaining nonstop, no one stepped forward to cause trouble or quit—at most, they slacked off in private.
Xu Nan truly admired them. If he were in their shoes, he might not have done any better.
Sure enough, a profession reserved for top students like wizardry wasn't for him. Sorcery, a profession where he could rely on his good looks and stay handsome for life, was much easier and more carefree.
Clearly, while comparing himself to them, Xu Nan selectively forgot his own shameless behavior.
That evening.
The daily test began. Xu Nan read at the podium while noticing that Senior Jiang finished her paper incredibly quickly, only