It was nearing the end of the term again.
It was time to write papers again.
Zhou Li opened a notebook, spread a clean A4 paper over it, and fixed it in place. The horizontal lines faintly visible through the A4 paper meant he wouldn't have to worry about veering off as he wrote.
The female version of the Old Monster was on the upper bunk, poking her head out to stare at him, her hair hanging down, "The illiterate is going to copy homework again, huh?"
Zhou Li ignored her, merely taking out a fountain pen.
Just then, the Old Monster suddenly looked up towards the outside. "Has Her Highness been coming to look for you much these days?"
"Not much," Zhou Li answered.
"Really..." Huai Xu didn't quite believe it.
"What's up?" Zhou Li countered.
"She's here."
"Huh?" Zhou Li was a bit puzzled. "It's daytime."
"It's probably because... Li Daimao was up all night playing games with me last night," Huai Xu mused. "That scoundrel really got me good."
