After dinner, in the classroom.
"Fuck, aaaaaah!!"
"What are you doing, Baowei? Why are you barking like a dog?" Lin Li had just walked into the classroom with Bai Bufan when he frowned at Zhou Baowei.
When they had heard Baowei howling in the hallway just now, the two of them had jumped in fright—they had thought Xue Jian couldn't wait until the New Year to kill Baowei.
If Xue Jian started the feast without inviting them, they would really get mad.
"I threw away a free point question!!" Zhou Baowei held what seemed to be a freshly handed-out answer sheet, looking utterly dejected.
"Do tell." Their happiness was built on their brother's pain, so Lin Li and Bai Bufan's eyes immediately lit up.
"I..." Zhou Baowei looked at his answer sheet, closed his eyes, and sighed as if he could barely hold himself together. In a lifeless voice, he said, "Wasn't there a giveaway fill-in-the-blank question on this history test about Germany's blitzkrieg against Poland?"
"Yeah. So?"
Zhou Baowei said, "I don't know what I was thinking during the test, but I wrote Germany's blitzkrieg against Berlin. I even checked it several times and never thought there was anything wrong with it."
Lin Li and Bai Bufan said, "..."
Lin Li gave a dry laugh. "You seem like the kind of person who'd write that the United States attacked Pearl Harbor."
Bai Bufan gave a dry laugh. "You seem like the kind of person who'd write that China is a developing country, so the United States is a developed country."
Hearing their sarcastic bullshit, Zhou Baowei finally cracked. He pressed the answer sheet against his face, barely covering his huge face, and laughed so hard he twitched.
Once the laughter passed, Zhou Baowei leaned himself and his chair backward,