Ji Ningning felt like she must have broken some heavenly law.
After what felt like an eternity, gym class finally appeared on the schedule, giving everyone a chance to rest. But instead, she found herself listening to Shen Yuan's outrageous pronouncements.
For someone like her, whose grades were already in the lower-middle tier of the honors class, this was nothing short of torture.
It was for no other reason than what Shen Yuan had just described: she couldn't remember her English vocabulary and couldn't recite the *Preface to the Tengwang Pavilion*.
'Damn it.'
When Ah Jie had started reciting, "In the spring of the fourth year of the Qingli reign," Ji Ningning truly hadn't noticed anything amiss.
'Huh?'
'Teng Zijing wasn't King Teng?'
'Sigh, can't we just have a normal gym class?'
Ji Ningning silently returned to the classroom. She'd been swept up in the competitive grind.
Not long after, Shen Yuan also returned to the classroom.
