After receiving the attentive service of his friends in Northern Plains, Nan Zhe could only bring them to a random empty classroom to discuss who would sit next to him and how to pass on the answers.
As soon as the group sat down in a circle, Iori Kitahara took out her magic treasure and said,""Come, take a look. This is the minimized copy of a document that I urgently found a small photocopying shop last night.”
"According to the different classes, each person will have seven. They are all photocopied by those who took notes. If you are careful, there shouldn't be a problem.”
On the table was a copy that was only half the size of an adult's palm. It was densely packed with countless small words that could not be seen clearly if one did not focus hard.
"Waah!" Geng Ping excitedly took five notes."You're good, Yi Zhi! This time, we're sure! The problem was how to bring this thing in.”
"Haha." The new friend, Mitarai Wash, took out her pencil case and put the copy inside."Perfect ~"
Yamamoto was even more secretive. He carefully tore open the packaging of the beverage bottle in his hand and stuck the photocopied copy inside. Then, he used an easy-to-cut tape to restore the packaging paper."A piece of cake."
"I see." Geng Ping, who had learned the skill, also took out a towel and folded the important items for passing the exam in it."If the weather is hot, isn't it reasonable to bring a towel to wipe your sweat during the exam?”
"Indeed, it's reasonable to wipe your sweat with a towel in warm weather.”Iori touched her chin and muttered to herself,""Then I'll stick it on the back of the fan. Since the towel is reasonable, the fan should be even more reasonable.”
In the end, everyone looked at Nojima, who had not moved. After all, this bespectacled guy had unknowingly become a strategist in the team.
"Humph, humph, you guys are too easy to be discovered.”Although Nojima wore glasses, he wasn't very elegant. He usually paid attention to his body and was not big but had muscles. He picked up one and put it on his elbow."This way, it will be seamless!"
"..." Nan Zhe's eyes widened. What was the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea? This was called the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea!
Looking at the way they hid, Nan Zhe was impressed. He had never played such a fancy game before."No, since you've already prepared this, then I think I can leave directly.”
"No!" Nojima instantly slammed his hands on the table and lowered his head."Lord Tetsuya, you are our strongest backing, our trump card. How can we not have you!”
"That's right, Tetsuya. Even if we have the smallest copy, we still need you!”
Iori Kitahara very handsomely picked up the fan with a small note on the back and fanned it lightly.""Tetsuya, what do you think? Is the force of the wind suitable? If it's not suitable, tell me. I'll pay attention to the adjustments.”
The rest of the people gave him a thumbs up. Tall, it had to be northern plains 'Iori Takashi! They couldn't do such a thing.
"Alright, alright." Nan Zhe also got to the main point." Anyway, I'm only responsible for providing the answers. How are the guys sitting beside me going to spread the news after they see it? You guys should quickly think of something.”
"Leave it to me." Yamamoto was brimming with confidence. He put down the heavily processed beverage bottle in his hand and took out an earpick from his pocket.
"See, if it's a multiple-choice question, I pick my left ear for A, and my right ear for B.”
Everyone became even more solemn and silent. They nodded in unison at an astonishing frequency. They could even bring towels and fans to the examination hall. What was wrong with cleaning their ears during the examination? It was completely reasonable! Those who agreed with this plan asked,""Yes, yes. And then?"
"And then…" Yamamoto couldn't suppress his confidence and pointed at his nose.""Humans don't just have two ears, they also have two nostrils. I'll take the left as C, and the right…Pfft!”
Before he could finish his sentence, he was slammed onto the table by his disgusted brothers."Aren't you disgusting!"
"I can't continue. You really don't care about trifles!”
"Then what do you think we should do?" Yamamoto only felt wronged. He had meant it for everyone's good. Since his plan had been rejected, he could only ask the people who had rejected him if there was a better way.
"How about this?" Iori Kitahara gave him an idea." Kohei, your hair is the longest among us. When the time comes, you will tie four short braids, from left to right, A, B, C, D. Whatever answer Tetsuya chooses, you will follow suit and pick up the braids. It will be easy to see."”
" It's clear at a glance, you idiot!!" Geng Ping lifted Northern Plains 'collar with a ferocious expression: ""Why don't you go and tie four short ponytails?!”
"Yeah, a ponytail is easier than a braid. Then, Geng Ping, you can tie a ponytail.”Iori of Kitahara suddenly understood and accepted some of the changes to the plan.
"What's the point? If it was me, I would never do this kind of female hair!”Geng Ping's roar resounded throughout the classroom. With his own strength, he suppressed this plan that was more reliable than picking ears.
Good lord. Nan Zhe couldn't help but sigh. He had thought that hiding the note was already a feat, but now it seemed that he was still too young.
When they were discussing the transmission plan, this group of people was truly the Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea!
However, the pressure was now on Geng Ping's side. Everyone unanimously felt that since Geng Ping had rejected the previous plan, they had to personally come up with a new plan.
Geng Ping thought about it and finally had a flash of inspiration. He made a choice."How about this, I'll sit next to Tetsuya and pass it on to you. I've already thought of a way to pass it on, and you'll be satisfied.”
"Huh?" Northern Plains, Nojima, Yamamoto, and Mitarai Wash all had 'you scum' expressions on their faces as they rubbed their fists and pressed down on Geng Ping.
"It's so strange, Geng Ping. Why can't you say it when you've thought of a good idea? Must you hide it from us?"
"You're very suspicious. Do you have to keep it to yourself when you have a good idea? Was there any plan that would not work? It doesn't exist, right? I think you're up to no good!"
"Are you planning to keep the answer for yourself and ignore the lives of your brothers?!”
“!”Geng Ping panicked. Sweat began to gradually appear on his forehead, proving all of this. He was immediately surrounded and beaten up by his brothers, shouting that he was wrong. He was hammered a few times before he was released.
In the end, these immortals could only use the most primitive, simplest, and high-tech means by default--cell phones.
Seeing the outcome of the meeting, Nan Zhe also stood up and held his forehead. Why didn't the sea drown you immortals?
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