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Hua Tingjue raised his head in delight, "Hey, you're back? We're all here now!"

Jiang Wangshu walked back to his seat and said, "I heard it."

Hua Tingjue frowned and thought deeply, then asked them: "What should we name our study group?" Then he asked and answered his own question.

"Or we can call them the Universe's No. 1 Squad!"

"So what?" He turned his head back and forth, anxious to get their approval.

Jiang Wangshu's eyelids twitched, and she drank water tactically to ease the embarrassment, because this name was really not good, in fact, no name was good.

Wen Yanlin seemed very satisfied with the name, his eyes shining, "Hey, Jue brother, I think it's okay. The best in the universe, unique and no one can surpass us!"

"Is that right?" Hua Tingjue high-fived him, and then he asked, "Anyone objects?"

"Please raise your hands if you object!" Jiang Wangshu opened her mouth to say something, but swallowed her words back when she heard his words. She didn't want to raise her hand.

Hua Tingjue looked around and said, "No one here?"

"Okay, since no one objects, from now on we will be called the Universe's No. 1 Team!"

……

Ning Shuyu learned the news at lunchtime. Since the dinner party yesterday failed, they made a lunch appointment at a restaurant outside the school today.

In almost a second, she, who always followed etiquette, lost control of her expression and said, "Ah? Should I go too?"

Hua Tingjue nodded: "Of course, it's more lively when there are more people, and we should make progress together as friends."

"……it is good."

Ning Shuyu gritted her teeth and agreed, smiling bitterly inwardly. She couldn't help but be confused. Didn't everyone unanimously oppose it yesterday? Why did everyone change their minds behind her back today?

Hua Tingjue added: "Since Jiang Wangshu is the best student here and she is also the academic committee member of our class, the task of supervising learning will be given to her in the future. Does anyone have any opinions?"

The dinner table was as quiet as a chicken and no one answered.

Zheng Tianlang, who was sitting in his seat, suddenly felt as if he was facing a great enemy. He had a bad feeling, but when he looked up he met Jiang Wangshu's dark eyes.

Hua Tingjue was like a wedding host, he held up the cup with a bright smile on his face because he was really happy!

"Then I wish we can all make progress every day!"

"cheers."

Everyone pampered him, and they all raised their cups and clinked them together. Behind the clinking sound of the glass was a dark tide.

……

In the afternoon, as soon as the school bell rang, Zheng Tianlang took his schoolbag and left, but a wall of flesh appeared in front of him. It was Hua Tingjue who came to block him.

He asked quietly, "Where are you going, Tianlang?"

Zheng Tianlang was puzzled but honest: "After school, go back and play games."

"return."

"why?"

"There will be evening self-study later."

Zheng Tianlang was petrified. He thought he had misheard and asked again, "What is it?"

"It's evening study. Otherwise, how can it be a study group? I called you, but you didn't answer, so I had to come to you myself."

His mouth moved, and Zheng Tianlang's brain suddenly exploded. Evening self-study? He hadn't attended for hundreds of years. His body resisted reflexively.

But he had no say in everything. Hua Tingjue half dragged and half pulled him towards the international class, "Let's go, we're already here, we've been waiting for you!"

Sure enough, there were four people sitting in the classroom.

"Everyone is here, evening self-study has officially begun, let's do some exercises." The international class and the arts and sports class did not have evening self-study sessions, but here they had one, and they were convinced.

Hua Tingjue gave Jiang Wangshu a look, handing the right to speak to her. She walked over with the test paper in her hand and said, "Let's do a set of tests today to test everyone's level so that we can improve it in a targeted manner later."

"Do I have to finish the entire test paper?!" Wen Yanlin was shocked and asked a nonsense question.

"Ah."

Zheng Tianlang resisted: "Why? I won't do it."

Jiang Wangshu ignored him and turned to look at Hua Tingjue, meaning to let him handle it. Hua Tingjue said he got it and immediately criticized him by name: "Tianlang, if you do this again, you can't come."

"No..." Zheng Tianlang wanted to argue a few more words, but was directly retorted by Hua Tingjue: "Okay, stop talking, the timer has started, if you don't do the questions now, you will be too late."

The classroom returned to silence, leaving only the rustling sound of pen tips scraping across paper.

Zheng Tianlang had a headache. He took the test paper and moved closer to Wen Yanlin, whispering in a low voice: "Fuck, how do I answer this question?"

Wen Yanlin had the same painful expression, almost getting angry, and finally threw up his hands, "I don't know how to do it either. I haven't even seen it before. It feels like I haven't learned anything at all."

He was dying.

It was useless. Zheng Tianlang had to use the side-glance method to glance at Song Yian's test paper. Song Yian was turning the pen slowly and leisurely, without any panic.

Two hours later, Jiang Wangshu collected and corrected the papers. She was very fast and could decide whether a student lived or died with just a few strokes of her red pen.

The test paper is specially made and the full score is 100.

Zheng Tianlang's paper was the whitest, with 9 points.

Wen Yanlin did better, guessing a few multiple-choice questions correctly and getting 30 points.

Song Yian just passed the exam with 60 points, not a single point more or less.

Hua Tingjue also scored 60 points. After all, many of the questions were ones he had practiced with Jiang Wangshu before, and he vaguely remembered the answers.

Ning Shuyu scored 80 points in the exam, and her handwriting was neat and beautiful.

"Take the wrong questions back and redo them. I'll send you the answers and explanations. Please copy down all the knowledge points involved in the wrong questions." Jiang Wangshu handed Zheng Tianlang an answer book. After estimating the thickness, he exclaimed, "There are so many. Are you targeting me?"

"I don't care about your achievements for now."

Wen Yanlin smiled secretly, his hand on Song Yian's shoulder watching the show. At this moment, he was glad that he did not provoke Jiang Wangshu, otherwise he would have been as miserable as Tianlang.

But the next second Jiang Wangshu pointed at him: "Wen Yanlin, your basics are also very poor, it's all based on luck, you should also review all the knowledge points of the wrong questions."

Wen Yanlin, who had just been gloating, felt as if the sky had fallen. "Ah?" He looked at Song Yian and asked Jiang Wangshu, "What about Yian?"

Jiang Wangshu glanced at Song Yian and fell silent. The first time she saw his paper, she understood that Song Yian was hiding his talent. He definitely had more than the passing score. People who can control their scores are indeed not simple.

"If you are above the passing line, you don't need to worry too much about these things. Just be more careful and apply the knowledge points flexibly."

As for Ning Shuyu, Jiang Wangshu's tone slowed down: "You have a good foundation, but you haven't touched the questions for a long time, so it will be difficult for you to do the final questions. Just do more and read more."

Ning Shuyu raised her lips slightly: "Yes, thank you."

Hua Tingjue came forward: "What about me?"

"What's the answer to the second-to-last fill-in-the-blank question?"

"One half? I memorized it last time." He blurted it out in a moment of pride, and then quickly covered his mouth, because Jiang Wangshu had explained this question to him many times.

"Haha, didn't you say you understood?"

"I...I understood it last time, but it's a little vague this time."

Jiang Wangshu smiled with his lips curved, his voice still sounding cold and indifferent: "You should also copy the basic knowledge points."

The wailing sounds began, and in less than three hours, the legendary first team in the universe was about to be torn apart by Jiang Wangshu.