As the exam drew near, the proctors gradually arrived carrying sealed bags.
As expected of the Midterm Exam—it really had style. Even the test papers came in sealed bags.
"Teacher Yan, what a coincidence. You're proctoring me again." Lin Li, who had just finished pinching someone's butt, walked up and greeted Wang Ziyan, the homeroom teacher heading toward Class 5.
"Yeah."
Wang Ziyan sighed. A beautiful morning had begun in the worst possible way.
"Teacher, want some gum? Don't worry, it's domestic. Though if you prefer imported stuff, I happen to have one piece of that too." Lin Li chewed the gum still in his mouth as he generously offered to share.
Wang Ziyan: "..."
Dead memories began attacking him.
"Lin Li."
"Yep."
"Get lost." Wang Ziyan smiled.
They always greeted each other when they met at school, and since Wang Ziyan was young, the two had become fairly familiar after a while. So Wang Ziyan had no need to be polite with Lin Li.
"Teacher, that violates professional ethics."
"Then disappear from my sight with the least possible friction."
"That's more like something a teacher would say." Though Wang Ziyan was not a physics teacher, Lin Li still gave him a thumbs-up.
"Sigh, no wonder my right eyelid kept twitching today." Wang Ziyan sighed helplessly.
"Teacher, a twitching left eyelid means you're about to strike it rich—that's the wisdom of our ancestors. But a twitching right eyelid means the orbicularis oculi muscle controlled by the brain and the branches of the facial nerve are intermittently and involuntarily spasming. It's normal. Believe in science."
Lin Li gave him a science lesson.
Though science and theology were usually diametrically opposed, you could not simply reduce everything to a binary. You had to look at things dialectically, because sometimes they complemented each