[100 points.]

Jiang Rangrang breathed a sigh of relief. Not much, not much. She got two thousand points for completing one task!

Although she still has to learn it herself, if she can't learn it, she'll still have to buy it. It's better than her trying to learn it by herself now.

She simply can't keep up with the learning now; every subject seems completely new to her.

I clearly remember learning it before, and it looks familiar, but that's all I remember. I've forgotten it as if I've never learned it at all.

[Order placed. Host, find a place to conceal yourself and retrieve it.]

Seeing that 888 had been purchased, Jiang Rangrang had a sudden inspiration. She reached into her schoolbag and pretended to look for something.

[Pass it to me.]

As soon as he finished speaking, a pen appeared in his hand. He took it out and looked at it.

Jiang Rangrang: "..."

[Oh no, this is a calligraphy brush! I don't know how to write calligraphy.]

[Host, this is for intelligence development, not for writing.]

[How do I open it?]

[Press the dot on the center of your forehead; a red dot will appear, signifying enlightenment. The red dot will gradually disappear until you stop learning, or you can wipe it off yourself.]

Jiang Rangrang was reminded of the uniform makeup she wore when taking photos in the 8s and 90s: red lips and red dots on her forehead.

She frowned, her face contorted in confusion, and said:

[I'm a grown adult, isn't it a bit inappropriate to have a red dot on my forehead?]

She is a person who cares about her reputation, and she is really worried that her classmates will think she is an idiot.

Her soul, after all, belonged to a person in their mid-twenties, suffering from a ailment common to immature adults: a tendency to be overly concerned with saving face.

888 explains:

In your ancient times, when a child entered a school, the teacher would give the student this kind of enlightenment ceremony, which was called the "opening ceremony".

Originally, the red dots were made with vermilion, but this pen is quite convenient; there's no need to dip it in vermilion.

Jiang Rangrang indicated that he understood, closed his eyes, and resigned himself to his fate.

He took out his small mirror from the desk again, looked in the mirror, held a pen, and gently slapped his forehead.

She had originally intended to make it as small as possible, but it turned out that she didn't need to control it. As soon as the pen tip touched her forehead, a round red dot appeared, about the size of a soybean.

She looked at herself in the mirror from left to right, and thought, "Not bad, I actually look pretty good."

Her current hairstyle is the one described in the original work: long, straight, black hair with bangs and even ends, thick and jet black.

But now, when she looks at it again, she feels that the red dot between her eyebrows has given her a more alluring look.

It looks a bit scary, like I'm some kind of ruthless person.

She shook her head to stop her wandering thoughts and opened her review materials to start studying.

After she read through "72 Ancient Poems and Prose for College Entrance Examinations" once and memorized it, she realized that she had underestimated the power of the Kaizhi Pen.

Although it only costs 100 points, it's really useful. No wonder it's a product of the Time and Space Bureau!

Just as she was about to open "Practice All Past Exam Questions", the teacher came to class, and she started reviewing at the teacher's pace.

How could anyone not like studying? Not liking studying must be because it's difficult and you can't learn it! Look at her, she fell in love with studying immediately after getting the Kaizhi Pen!

At lunchtime, Qiao Yizhou, who was sitting in the last row because he was too tall, came to the front and said, "Excuse me, shall we go to the cafeteria together?"

Upon seeing that it was the male lead, Jiang Rangrang immediately agreed, "Let's go!"

Two people, one tall and one short, walked side by side. Jiang Rangrang looked at her classmates wearing dark blue school uniforms that looked like haute couture.

He silently marveled at how accomplished he had become, having attended a prestigious high school in this mission world.

I have to give them credit; their hairstyles are so free, their school uniforms are so pretty, and that little pleated skirt—that's what the best age should look like!

She had long believed that whether students dated early or not had nothing to do with whether they dressed up or not.

Even with those old-fashioned haircuts and those old-fashioned school uniforms, it didn't stop some people from having early romances and tasting forbidden fruit.

People who are destined to have early relationships will inevitably do so; they simply mature earlier and develop feelings for the opposite sex earlier.

Jiang Rangrang and Qiao Yizhou walked side by side toward the cafeteria, occasionally turning their heads to talk.

This scene happened to be witnessed by Xu Wenqian and Zhang Hao, who were walking right behind them.

They looked at the two of them with subtle expressions, then exchanged a glance.

"The Qiao family and the Jiang family are going to form a marriage alliance?" Xu Wenqian slowed down and asked Zhang Hao in a low voice.

"I haven't heard anything about it. They must be dating, right?" Zhang Hao said, somewhat surprised himself.

"The Jiang family's strength is still far inferior to the Qiao family's. If they don't get engaged, then they've passed the 'probation period'..."

Zhang Hao continued, his expression meaningful.

Xu Wenqian and Zhang Hao both come from second-tier families, so they can only choose their future partners from a list provided by their parents. What about Qiao Yizhou?

Those are children from the main branch of a legitimate, thousand-year-old family. They're not even in the family hierarchy; they belong to the very top of the pyramid.

Xu Wenqian frowned: "Don't say things like that. What if that person is serious? It's not worth upsetting him."

"Tsk, I think it's just a fling. How old are we? When Young Master Qiao gets tired of her, I'll try pursuing Jiang Rangrang too. She's really beautiful, and her figure is top-notch."

Zhang Hao has no other hobbies but enjoys playing emotional games.

"Shut up, weren't you already engaged to Lin Pinting?"

Xu Wenqian is clearly much more "innocent" than Zhang Hao; at least he thinks he should be more careful since he has a fiancée.

"It's just for fun. How many people in our circle are truly morally upright? Look at how chaotic our parents' generation was; that's how we'll be in the future."

Zhang Hao said with a sarcastic expression.

Xu Wenqian thought of his parents' condition at home and remained silent.

Lin Pinting, who had originally come to have dinner with her fiancé, quietly slowed her pace and distanced herself from them, disappearing into the crowd...

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