Early the next morning, Jiang Ci stepped out of the house and saw the notebooks stacked by the door.
They were exactly the same as his previous notebooks.
He initially wanted to pick them up and throw them away, but his fingers accidentally flipped a page. The words on the notebook suddenly caught his eye, and he couldn't help but keep flipping through it.
The notes were all his, but the handwriting was Jiang Lai's. This handwriting was too familiar to him, and he continued to flip through until he saw a special physics symbol.
It was the same as the question he saw on the student's desk last night, the handwriting was identical, the symbols were identical, even the sharp ending strokes of each word were exactly the same.
Combining this with what the parents said last night, even though Jiang Ci was very disappointed, he had to accept that the student he admired for so long last night was actually Jiang Lai.
This was followed by confusion.
