My older sister is a villainous rich girl.

Wien sat in the classroom, intently writing down a three-line poem:

The crab is peeling my shell, the notebook is writing about me.

[I, like countless others, fall upon maple leaves and snowflakes.]

And you are thinking of me.

He carefully folded the note and tossed it to his classmate Ge Li at the next table.

Then he looked at her expectantly.

Ge Li unfolded the note expressionlessly and looked at it for a while.

Then she turned her head and looked at him, saying, "What does this mean?"

Wayne clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction.

Looking around to make sure no one was paying attention, she lowered her voice and said, "A love letter! A love letter!"

Fearing that Ge Li might misunderstand, he added, "For His Highness the Prince."

Ge Li said "Oh," then asked doubtfully, "Is that how you express affection? Will a crab peel your shell?"

"Won't."

Wayne stared into her eyes.

Just as a notebook won't write about me, I won't fall on maple leaves or snowflakes scattered across the sky...

"And you won't miss me."

Ge Li's gaze lingered for a moment, then he awkwardly looked away.

"You are indeed very experienced," she said.

Wayne flashed a knowing smile: "Did you get a shock? That's the charm of a straight shot!"

Ge Li's expression was slightly cold.

"Don't talk to me, just pass me a note."

Upon hearing this, Wayne's lips twitched.

Didn't you speak to me first?!

Oh well, it's hard to fathom a girl's mind. As long as she gives me the money, that's fine.

Wayne forgave her rudeness, took out a piece of scrap paper, and wrote on it:

Make the most of that feeling you just had; it will only be effective in crucial moments!

[Furthermore, the higher the other person's level of affection for you, the more effective this tactic will be, so you must never say it lightly.]

But the note he threw out seemed to disappear into the sea. After Ge Li put it away, he acted as if nothing had happened, neither replying to him nor mentioning the reward.

Wayne waited anxiously for most of the day, finally catching her in an empty stairwell after a class.

"What do you mean?! You want to... take advantage of me for nothing?"

He felt that he would be doing a disservice to his identity as a time traveler if he didn't accept a reward of several hundred pounds.

Considering it can foster a relationship, this is already a very reasonable price. In those fictional novels, wouldn't this make hundreds of millions?

"This one is not subtle enough."

She said it insincerely.

"Didn't you say that you should never confess your feelings directly, but rather find common ground that the other person is interested in?"

"My God, isn't that subtle enough?!" Wayne didn't know what to say.

This was the most subtle love letter he had ever managed to come up with, and even if Richard had received it, it would probably have taken him several years to decipher its meaning.

If you first lock away the feelings of affection hidden deep in your heart, and then let the person involved unlock the mystery after the emotions have fermented to the point where they can easily generate a sense of sudden realization.

This instantly doubles the unforgettable nature of the experience.

If Your Highness were to understand this yourself, it would be quite a different experience. How could you bear to betray the love of a beautiful woman?

Such a great strategy, why won't she use it?!

Even if His Highness immediately understands the meaning, you can cover it up by saying: "This is a little poem I recently came across in a book, and I found it very interesting, so I wanted to share it with you."

"If he pretends not to know, then you should just keep it a secret from him."

"This strategy, which allows for both offense and defense, is one we may never have the chance to use again if we miss it!"

However, Ge Li remained completely unmoved.

"In short, I don't want to use it. You write another one."

"—Double the reward."

Wayne scoffed, "Do you think I'd bow down for such a small amount of money?"

"three times."

Wayne looked disdainful and was about to speak.

"If you don't agree, that's fine. I'll get someone from the Playwrights Guild to help me, and the price will be much cheaper."

As he spoke, Goethe pulled a handful of Grand Pounds from his pocket.

"If you agree, this is a deposit."

Wayne immediately closed his open mouth and swallowed.

……

In the end, Wayne wrote a very plain letter himself.

The general content involves asking the other person if they are in a good mood, healthy, or if they have encountered any difficulties recently...

It really resembles those standardized official documents, which look sincere but are actually just a bunch of nonsense.

However, Ge Li was very satisfied with the offer, settled the payment on the spot, and said that he would like to collaborate with him again in the future.

Well... all Wayne can say about this is:

as long as you are happy.

With money in his pocket, Wayne began to live a comfortable life.

However, Chris still seemed to think that he had not yet mastered the knowledge in class, so she spent most of her time in the craft department helping him with his studies.

"I will continue to work hard today!"

In the activity room, Chris continued to take out her red headband with the word "Invincible" written on it and tied it on her forehead.

"In the next test, my ranking will definitely not fall behind Gothic Edgeworth," she said.

The craft club's activities have somehow turned into study sessions.

After class, everyone brings their homework and then sits together in the activity room to finish it, which greatly improves learning efficiency.

"Yes, that's right! Lady Chris's exam results will definitely improve even more next time!" Molly chimed in.

Her unwavering tone made Wayne suspect that Chris would agree with anything she said without a second thought.

In this midterm exam, both Chris and Gothic received an A grade, with their overall scores differing by only one point.

The names of two people are prominently displayed on the honor roll, one after the other.

Of course, the number one spot at the very top remains unchanged: Prince Richard Maysfield.

"Sigh..." Wayne sighed deeply as he thought of this.

"Why are you sighing?"

Chris's face, filled with a sense of justice, seemed to radiate boundless light.

She drew out her words, her voice rough, "Wien! No matter what difficulties you encounter, don't be afraid, face them bravely!"

Well, you've got the chance to get your revenge.

Wayne rested his chin on his hand: "It's not that I find it scary, but rather that I find it a pity."

Unfortunately, even though I knew exactly how to do the questions, I didn't get a single point.

Students who receive an F grade in the school exams will be assigned to temporary make-up classes organized by the head of teaching, according to their grade level, and will undergo inhumane and intensive tutoring.

At that time, there will likely be no weekend holidays for quite some time, and students will have to stay on campus.

Every month, students in the make-up exam class have the opportunity to apply for make-up exam eligibility. As long as they can get a passing grade or above, they can escape their misery.

Wayne had mentally prepared himself for the challenges ahead.

Fortunately, it was just this one test. He said he would make thorough preparations for the next test and make a name for himself.