Hiss!
Han Dongmei tore a piece of paper from her notebook, crumpled it up in frustration, and tossed it aside.
At this moment, there were a dozen or so crumpled papers scattered across the small writing desk, on the floor next to it, and on the big shared bed.
Han Dongmei wasted half of her notebook, yet couldn't even write a few words.
Writing is really difficult!
Even though she took the Clear Spirit Pill rewarded by the system, Han Dongmei indeed felt her mind seemed a bit sharper.
But, it was only a bit better, not so much that she went from knowing nothing to being amazing.
There seemed to be things she wanted to write in her mind, but she just couldn't get them down on paper.
Gripping the pen tightly, Han Dongmei grit her teeth and continued to write.
This time, it seemed she wrote a few more words, but ultimately, Han Dongmei ripped it out with a tearing sound and crumpled it into a paper ball.
Student Xiao D could hardly bear to watch any longer.
