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e Xinglin with a look, but Xie Xinglin simply lowered his head and said lightly, “Pei An’an doesn't like it, and wants me to bring it to you.”

Su Qiuge: “…”

Why does this person bring her everything Pei An’an didn't eat?

Ha.

It's really fitting for his principle of reuse, reduce, recycle, and she’s now the waste recycler.

But she didn't struggle with this thought too much.
She’ll eat anything that’s not expired, and it just so happened that Su Qiuge liked strawberry-flavored cakes, so she took it apart and started to savor it after her evening self-study.

She was struggling over a physics problem.
When she came across something she didn’t understand, she reached out and patted Xie Xinglin on the shoulder, bit the spoon that came with the cake, and asked mumbly, “How do you solve this problem?”

Xie Xinglin noticed that the corner of her mouth had some whipped cream from the cake.
He glanced over without a trace, and finally his eyes locked onto the problem.
After thinking about it for a moment, he grabbed the pen in his hand and listed out all the key factors of the question.

Su Qiuge roughly knew how to solve the problem when she saw half of the factors.
She nodded again and again.
Just as she was about to speak, the lights in the classroom flashed a few times, and then suddenly disappeared.
 The classroom suddenly fell into darkness.

Someone screamed.

Immediately afterwards, many people began to ask, “What the hell is going on?”

“Is there a power outage?? Or did it short-circuit? I told you not to charge your phone at school!”

“Is this the beginning of a horror movie??”

The gloating cheers of the next class were heard from the corridor outside.

“Power outage, power outage!”

“Thank fucking god, the power is out hahahahaha.”

The originally quiet evening self-study suddenly became lively because of this incident, and everyone began to discuss the reason behind the power outage.
Some people even said that when Xue Wenzhu was on duty last time, she was actually using the curling iron in the office.

“It must be that curling iron.”

“Goddamn, if it's really her, wouldn’t she have an afro now?”

“Old~La~Dy~ Why is there a power outage?”

“Hahahahahaha for fuck’s sake.”

Many people in the classroom took out their mobile phones and turned on the flashlight, but the light was weak, having almost no effect.

Originally, everyone was a little restless to study at school at night, so when the power went out all of a sudden, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and they were in a much better mood.
Most of the people started chatting and laughing, but there were still try-hard nerds who did not change their expressions, using the flashlight of their mobile phone as light and continued to speed through the questions unbothered.