Chapter 2 (1/2)
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
He looked around, hoping to steal an answer from someone else’s manuscript, but they all stopped writing and looked at him.
“I…” Shen Zhe stood up, feeling like crying.
It was exactly what he feared most.
It seemed that physical punishment was inevitable… If he suffered another beating, he probably wouldn’t be able to make it back to the dormitory.
Was it so difficult to just listen to the class without answering the questions?
“I’ll lower my demand for you. Your answer will be considered correct as long as the error is within half a day.”
Noticing his hesitation, Ms. Bai Yu looked at him and said, “However, if you can’t answer it or answer it wrongly, you will be punished with one slap… Whether or not you can take it depends on your studying progress in this semester!”
“A half-day error?”
“I can’t answer it even if a half-month error is allowed!”
Anxiously, Shen Zhe looked at Wang Qing.
However, Wang Qing made no eye contact with him at all, as if they didn’t know each other at all.
“Calling me bro but not giving me the slightest clue at the critical moment… What an unreliable guy!”
“I should’ve studied harder to at least understand the question. I will die a confusing death…”
Knowing that the beating was unavoidable however he answered it, Shen Zhe sighed and was about to admit that he knew nothing, when an enormous voice burst out in his brain.
“The Best Guide Book for the College Entrance Exam!”
“This book provides you with a channel to speak to the teachers of Huanggang [1. Huanggang is the name of a famous school.]
…
“Is this… Library of Heaven’s Path?”
Shen Zhe couldn’t be more excited.
He was fond of reading novels in his spare time, and his favorite book was Library of Heaven’s Path written by the handsome Heng Sao Tian Ya. The most awesome goldfinger in the book was the library in the protagonist’s head.
“Is it happening to me, too?”
In that case, there would be no questions that he couldn’t answer.
Focusing his attention, he saw no enormous libraries in his brain. Instead, there was an old, ragged notebook. It seemed to be about to fall apart into a long scroll at anytime.
His lips twitched.
Zhang Xuan was given billions of books, but he was only given one. Why was the gap so massive when they both had transmigrated?
Confused, he opened the book softly and immediately saw that the first page had been fully written.
It said: Harmony, justice, patriotism, hardworking, friendliness…
All of them were positive words.
After only a quick glance, Shen Zhe felt purified.
“Is this my class’ notebook?”
Shen Zhe was dazed.
He recognized that the ragged notebook was the one he used during his six years of high school!
He only used one notebook, not because he was thrifty but because he barely wrote anything!
After years, there was nothing on the notebook, except for names and symbols he wrote when he was bored.
Other people used notebooks to study, but he used it to kill time… After all, it could be quite exhausting to sleep through a whole class.
“I left the school with this notebook. Why is it in my head now?”
He recalled the moment of the car accident.
He was upset because his grade was not an integer, and he left the school with his notebook. When he was hit by the car, his blood was shed over the notebook…
Was that the reason why the notebook also transmigrated and even entered his head?
He was confused, but he knew that it wasn’t the time to figure it out yet. He hurried to turn to page two.
The first page only had positive words he wrote for himself, and the real notes started from page two. He didn’t know the usage of that notebook yet, but since it appeared, it might be of help in the current situation.
Shen Zhe frowned after turning the page.
It was utterly empty, without a single word.
He continued turning, only to discover that the following pages seemed to be glued. He couldn’t open them at all.
He was given a goldfinger, but there were no instructions…
That was so unfair…
While he was complaining, he noticed a pencil next to the book.
The pencil was thin and unattractive, but after observing it carefully, Shen Zhe noticed it was engraved with two words—”Good Guy”.
One ragged notebook, and one pencil… What were they for?
“You will be considered incapable of offering an answer if you don’t say anything…”
While he was wondering what was going on, he heard Ms. Bai Yu’s casual voice again. After a flash, he found himself still in the classroom under the watch of all the students.
The scene just then happened in his mental world, and nobody outside had sensed anything.
“I…”
Shen Zhe gritted his teeth and intended to give a random answer, when he noticed that Ling Xueru secretly raised four fingers at him.
Relieved, Shen Zhe looked at her gratefully and said solemnly, “Four hours…”
“Haha!”