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Yu Yinqiu took the book out from the desk. Jin Yi turned around and glanced at him, as if he had something to say.

Yu Yinqiu looked at the question that his teacher wrote on the blackboard, then lowered his head and started to calculate.

Golden Arts, on the other hand, kept looking back at Yu Yinqiu, almost every five minutes.

Finally, when he turned his head again