Here is Chapter 19.
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“Ring ring ring—”
I wrote stroke after stroke, and finally finished ten copies of “Yu Lin Ling”. I hurriedly flipped open my arithmetic notes, but the final bell rang from the hallway.
My nearby classmates started noisily packing up their bags. Guotong and I stood in silence.
“Fan, I’m really sorry, it’s all my fault. Liu Yong’s poems were too easy, so I skipped them to review later….”
Guotong glumly told me.
“It’s not your fault.”
I heavily set down my math textbook with a sigh.
“Am I to blame, then?”
Mo Shiyu didn’t start packing at all, and immediately walked in front of us.
“How would I dare to do that?”
I squeezed out a smile when I saw the Class Rep.
Next, I reverently handed her my copies, along with Guotong’s.
“Guotong, look at how neat Lu Fan’s handwriting…..