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Chapter 54 The exam is over
The proctor on the podium looked at this oddball who had started spacing out just an hour later.

The proctor stared at Ai Liang for about five minutes before finally stepping down from the stage, coming to Ai Liang's side, and gently tapping the table, giving him a warning look not to look around.

Actually, the exam isn't as strict as you might imagine. If you take a quick glance while stretching your neck, the proctor will at most give you a glare. As long as your actions aren't excessive, like craning your neck to look at someone else's answer sheet or staring at their paper, you'll be fine most of the time.

Cheating is a very troublesome issue to deal with. It requires the invigilator to write a detailed record, the examinee to sign it, and the monitoring and evidence collection. It is extremely troublesome to report it step by step through the layers of administration. Therefore, most invigilators will turn a blind eye to small tricks as long as they are not too outrageous.

Ai Liang didn't say anything, but simply showed the answer sheet that was filled with answers.

The proctor was speechless.

He could only point to the monitor, signaling Ai not to look around, before returning to the podium to continue spacing out.

Bored, Ai Liang used her telekinesis to open her phone, launched a music app, and then enveloped it with her telekinesis, creating a soundproof space resembling a swivel-neck bottle. The space stretched from the phone along the wall to the ceiling above, before falling vertically to her ear.

Simply put, it's transmitting the sound from an off-site phone to your ear; telekinesis is the headphone wire.

Ai Liang lay comfortably on the table, closing his eyes to listen to the Bolero under the resentful gaze of the proctor. It was a piece that Yang Xingyue had recommended to him, and it sounded pretty good.

After handing in her exam paper and leaving the school, Ai Liang went outside and randomly picked a restaurant to have lunch.

During lunch, Ai Liang took out her phone to check the class group chat.

The teachers repeatedly emphasized not to check the answers after the exam, but almost no one listened, and the group chat was buzzing with discussion.

Based on the context, option A should be chosen.

It's clearly B, okay?

[It's definitely an A. If you don't believe me, let's call Ai Liang and the class monitor out and ask them what they chose.]

Listen to my DEF advice, that's the best approach!

Get lost, don't try to be clever at a time like this.

【hey-hey】

Ai Liang glanced at it and was about to leave when Yue Qihua sent her a private message.

[Ai Liang, try not to post during the exam period to avoid discouraging others.]

Yue Qihua's words made sense. After all, Ai Liang's answer was the standard answer. It would be fine if it was the same as his, but if it was different, it would mean that he was wrong and it would affect his mindset for the afternoon exam.

You're such a responsible class monitor, always thinking of your classmates. You should just become their homeroom teacher!

Ai Liang sighed and typed a reply:
【knew】

Just as Ai Liang finished replying to the message and was about to put her phone away, Yue Qihua sent another message:
Ai Liang, are you free right now? I probably won't have time to go home and cook, why don't you come over for lunch?

[Star Moon, where's your phone?]

Ai Liang could tell from the wording and sentence structure that this was definitely not sent by Yue Qihua.

My phone's dead? How did you know it was me?

【.】

Are you coming or not?

It's obvious that Yue Qihua has been replaced here.

I'm already eating.

“He said he was already eating,” Yue Qihua said to Yang Xingyue after putting down her phone.

Sitting in the driver's seat, Yang Xingguo joked with a smile, "Xingyue, it's harder for me to meet a classmate like you than to meet a high-ranking leader."

"Mmm." Yang Xingyue had nothing to say and could only make muffled sounds that were not meaningful.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

After finishing the last exam, Ai Liang handed in her paper fifteen minutes early and left the examination room.

However, after leaving the exam room, he was taken by the proctor to an empty classroom, where he was also not allowed to use his phone and could only sit there.

Ai Liang handed in her paper early not so that she could leave the school early, but because she didn't want to squeeze through the school gate with other students later. The already crowded road became even more crowded after the students came out.

These past two days, walking out of the exam hall with other test takers has been torture. The usual five-minute walk from the school gate to the bus stop took twenty minutes. Parents were riding their bikes around looking for their children, which seriously affected traffic.

Today was the last class, and there were even more parents present than before, some even bringing their entire families.

When the bell rings, Ai Liang can leave the school directly, saving the time of collecting the exam papers. During this time, before the students come out, he can quickly run to the bus stop.

"Dingle bell bell bell bell"

The bell rang, signaling the end of the exam. Ai Liang got up from her chair, grabbed her phone from the table, put on her raincoat, and headed straight for the school gate.

After two days of torrential rain, it seems that even God was tired of crying. Although the rain was still falling, it was at least not as heavy as the previous two days. However, Ai Liang still wore a raincoat for convenience.

Off campus.

Because of the severe traffic jam, Yang Xingguo's car couldn't get in. He was holding an umbrella and waiting for his daughter to come out of the examination room.

As the rain subsided, fewer pedestrians wearing raincoats appeared, and Yang Xingguo was in a good mood.

Ever since the hermit transformed into a throat-slitting maniac, Yang Xingguo has suffered from PTSD. Seeing black trench coats, raincoats, and other similar clothing reminds him of the hermit. In Yang Xingguo's mind, the hermit, who hasn't seen blood in five years, might now strike at ordinary people at any moment. In his daily life, he unconsciously pays attention to anyone dressed similarly.

Ring ring ring ring ring.

As the bell rang to signal the end of the exam, Yang Xingguo turned his gaze to the school gate, preparing to search for Yang Xingyue among the students.

But then, a figure involuntarily caught his eye.

People can disguise themselves as others through makeup, bone shrinking, and other means, but things ingrained in their instincts, such as walking posture, the frequency of arm swings, and the distance between their feet when taking a step, are difficult to change.

Whenever Yang Xingguo had free time, he would constantly review the surveillance footage of the hermit, studying his every action and movement, including all the seemingly useless little details.

Ai Liang was wearing a hood, and the collar of his raincoat covered the lower half of his face, making it impossible for Yang Xingguo to see his appearance clearly. However, his sixth sense kept reminding him that there was something wrong with this person. Moreover, details such as walking with his right foot first and swinging his right arm less than his left arm were completely consistent with the Hermit.

'What am I thinking? How could a hermit possibly come out of school?'

Yang Xingguo mocked himself inwardly.

Just as he was about to look away, Ai Liang suddenly turned around and met his gaze.

That one glance set Yang Xingguo's body on its own. He threw down his umbrella, pulled out his pistol and handcuffs, pushed through the crowd, and rushed forward.

Similar body movements can be explained; after all, it's natural for the human eye to have difficulty discerning subtle details in movements, leading to errors. But the eyes are the windows to the soul, and that indifferent gaze tinged with disgust was absolutely certain. Yang Xingguo had seen the hermit give him that look more than once during his pursuit of the hermit.

Yang Xingguo pounced on Ai Liang and pinned him to the ground, handcuffing him to himself without a word, and then yanked off his hood.

I ate too much ice cream yesterday and had an upset stomach all night.
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