At the lectern, class monitor Huang Zhongfei called out, "Time's up. Everyone, gather downstairs."
The students in the classroom rose one after another, creating a chaotic bustle. Amid it all, Xue Yuantong, who had been hunched over her desk writing furiously, finally stopped.
She patted her little hands, looking as though she had accomplished a great task.
Chen Siyu had already noticed something off about Xue Yuantong. Usually so lazy, she had actually worked so diligently just now. It was like the sun had risen in the west—Chen Siyu had practically thought Xue Yuantong had a twin sister.
"Were you writing something just now?" she asked curiously.
"Yep, I finished my spring outing reflection essay," Xue Yuantong said proudly.
Not only had she written her own, she had also written one for Jiang Ning. He had better repay her properly later, or she definitely would not give it to him.
Chen Siyu found that hard to believe. "But the teacher didn't ask us to write one, did they?"
Xue Yuantong was completely certain. "Don't worry. Once we get back this afternoon, the school will definitely make us write one."
Jiang Ning said, "You really are a clever little thing."
Xue Yuantong said smugly, "Who do you think I am?"
Chen Siyu raised another question. "You didn't go on the outing, so how could you write it?"
Xue Yuantong said, "What's so hard about that? I just made it up."
On the plaza beneath the teaching building, the students stood in formation. There were twelve Grade One classes in total, with more than six hundred students.
Class teacher Shan Qingrong stood before Class 8's formation, calling roll like a general.
Every student in Class 8 was present. Not one was absent.
Shan Qingrong looked at the boys and said, "Each