Although Xia Qingtian had many leaves of absence, she was rarely late.
She had intended to enter through the back door of the classroom and quietly walk to her seat, so as not to disturb the teacher's lecture.
But in the current situation, she felt quite uneasy.
After Xia Qingtian entered the room, everyone's eyes immediately turned to her.
Xia Qingtian glanced around. If it was her imagination, Jiang Yingying seemed on the verge of tears.
"Sorry, I'm late," Xia Qingtian said, withdrawing her gaze.
"Xia Qingtian, come here quickly." The counselor, seeing Xia Qingtian, also breathed a sigh of relief. "Look at this."
Hearing this, Xia Qingtian could only walk from the back door to the very front. As she passed Jiang Yingying, Xia Qingtian could confirm.
Jiang Yingying had indeed cried. Her gaze was particularly malicious.
Xia Qingtian found it rather inexplicable. She was only late once, she shouldn't have done anything heinous.
Walking to the front, Xia Qingtian saw that the test paper the counselor was holding was the one she had submitted.
"Did you answer this?" the counselor immediately asked.
"No, my friend wrote it," Xia Qingtian shook her head and said. "I was preparing to go to the library to look up information, and she said it was very simple and didn't need any research. She just took my test paper and answered it. I didn't understand it, nor did I know if it was correct. I just submitted it like that."
Hearing Xia Qingtian say this, the counselor and the old professor's expressions clearly improved a bit.
"Where is your friend?" the old professor immediately asked.
"She's at our school," Xia Qingtian replied.
"Which department?" Hearing Xia Qingtian's words, the old professor seemed relieved and immediately said, "Take me to find her!"
Xia Qingtian really wanted to say that Er Ya was not a student of Z University, but seeing the old professor eagerly getting up to leave, Xia Qingtian had no choice but to lead him there first.
After all, the old professor would know when he saw Er Ya.
As Xia Qingtian led the old professor and his entourage out, the students who were seated had no mood to continue the class. Someone started it, and a crowd followed them out.
The counselor could understand everyone's curiosity and didn't say anything, letting them follow.
Anyway, with the morning's commotion, there wasn't much time left in the class.
Even the instructor curiously followed behind the crowd.
Seeing Xia Qingtian leading everyone towards the school gate, the crowd was filled with doubts. The counselor couldn't help but say, "If we go further, we'll be out of the school gate."
"It's this way," Xia Qingtian said to the security guard at the school gate, "Excuse me, is Er Ya here?"
"Er Ya? Er Ya is at the bike shed." The security guard, seeing such a large group, seemed a little nervous and just pointed towards the bike shed.
Fortunately, the location wasn't far, and Xia Qingtian led everyone to the bike shed.
At this moment, Er Ya, dressed in a black security uniform, was showing off her "Black Whirlwind" to other security guards and some uncles from the cafeteria. "See it! Isn't it cool!"
"Er Ya, your bike is really cool! Lend it to me to show off sometime!"
"That won't do!" Er Ya was very protective of her heavy motorcycle. "Ask your wife to buy you one! This was bought for me by my man!"
"Look at how stingy you are!"
"Hmph~" Er Ya crossed her arms and snorted.
Seeing Xia Qingtian leading a large group from a distance, Er Ya placed her helmet on the bike and stood on tiptoe, waving. "Qingtian~"
Xia Qingtian waved and then said to the old professor beside her, "That girl with the very beautiful eyes, she's the one who answered it."
The old professor's gaze swept over Er Ya's security uniform and then at the people surrounding her, his brow furrowing.
"This..." Er Ya looked at the bustling crowd and asked curiously, "Qingtian, did you bring them to see my 'Black Whirlwind'?
Heh heh, I didn't know you liked my bike so much.
How about this, from now on, you can ride with me to school!
As your man's niece, I won't charge you!"
"Absolutely not necessary!" Xia Qingtian, having encountered such a situation with just one late arrival, decided not to be late again.
Not riding Er Ya's "Black Whirlwind" was a necessary first choice to avoid the risk of being late.
"Tsk." Er Ya tutted, looking as if Xia Qingtian didn't appreciate its value.
"Did you answer this test paper?" the old professor asked, looking at Er Ya.
"Yes, what's wrong with that?" Er Ya glanced casually and said, "Isn't this very simple? It's all about herbal purification methods and formulas, things I was tired of playing with when I was seven."
Hearing Er Ya's words, a disdainful scoff came from the crowd.
"Anyone can brag, who knows whose work you copied."
This remark was too deliberate, making both Xia Qingtian and Er Ya a little displeased. Xia Qingtian looked back and saw that it was Jiang Yingying, whose eyes were red, who had spoken.
"What? Do you mean someone else wrote it?" Xia Qingtian immediately asked.
Seeing this situation, Xia Qingtian knew that Er Ya must have answered the questions on the test paper, and most likely got them all right.
Moreover, she was the only one who answered correctly, which was why this situation arose.
Hearing Xia Qingtian's question, Jiang Yingying's face immediately turned red. She glared maliciously at Xia Qingtian and turned her head away.
Seeing Jiang Yingying like this, Xia Qingtian found it rather inexplicable.
Was she allowed to be sarcastic, but others were not allowed to ask a reasonable question?
Just as Xia Qingtian was thinking this, several snickers erupted from the crowd.
The blush on Jiang Yingying's face instantly spread to her neck, and her gaze towards Xia Qingtian became even more resentful.
Xia Qingtian found it utterly preposterous.
Meanwhile, the old professor efficiently took out a new test paper and handed it to Er Ya. "Can you solve this?"
"You want me to solve it, so I'll solve it? Who are you?" Er Ya sized up the old professor and scoffed.
"Er Ya, if you solve this, I'll take you to eat cheese waterfall cheeseburgers this weekend, the one you saw in the advertisement!" Xia Qingtian knew Er Ya best.
"Deal." As expected, Er Ya snatched the test paper from the old professor's hand. After a glance, she hooked her finger. "Pen."
Seeing this, the old professor immediately took a Montblanc Meisterstück gold-nib fountain pen from his pocket and handed it to Er Ya.
Upon seeing the fountain pen the old professor produced, the counselor and the instructor's eyes lit up.
Er Ya casually took it and, with a few strokes, wrote down the answers. As Er Ya finished the last line, the old professor snatched the test paper back almost immediately.
As Er Ya slowly capped the fountain pen, the old professor had already read Er Ya's answers from beginning to end.
"You! You actually understand these things!" The old professor's eyes gleamed as he looked at Er Ya. "You are the person I've been looking for!"
"Here, take your pen back." Er Ya handed the pen back to the old professor and said with a tsk, "What's there to be surprised about? Aren't these the most basic things?"