"You have to hand it in before school lets out," the female teacher said with a smile, looking at Chen Yan.
"Okay." Chen Yan nodded again.
Beside him, Lu Jianxia wrote a few words on her desk, her face dark.
[What are you going to do?]
Concern filled Lu Jianxia's eyes.
After all, no matter how much Life and Death Aura her deskmate had, it wasn't enough to make the other party finish an entire copybook.
Chen Yan shook his head slightly and quickly flipped through the copybook.
It had thirty pages, with fifty characters on each page.
Before school let out, Chen Yan had to write fifteen hundred characters.
Chen Yan picked up his pen and began writing.
This time, his expression changed by the time he reached the thirtieth character.
He was running out of Life and Death Aura.
Chen Yan had five wisps of Life and Death Aura in total. It could recover, but every recovery took more than an hour.
Doing the math, there was no way Chen Yan could finish all fifteen hundred characters.
His face darkened.
He had become class monitor, only to run into an even bigger problem.
Class monitor...
What authority did the class monitor even have?
What was the mystery behind this copybook?
Chen Yan lowered his head and began pondering carefully.
The reading voices throughout the classroom gradually faded away.
It was as if Chen Yan had fallen into the copybook itself.
[...] The densely packed characters seemed ready to swallow him whole.
In an instant, Chen Yan could feel neither warmth nor light.
For some reason, the characters on the page began to waver. Their crooked, misshapen components seemed to rearrange themselves.
His ears rang.
A ringing that hadn't appeared in ages began to lodge itself deep in Chen