With a calm expression, Keven snatched the names of his classmates from Gu Nianzhi's hands and began flipping through them.
"Give me a pen."He reached out to the team of lawyers behind him.
Arif, the Indian lawyer, immediately handed him his pen.
Keven held the pen in his hand as he flipped through the names of his classmates. At the same time, he circled five of them.
Two of them were in the eleventh grade that Gu Nianzhi had requested, and three of them were his fourth-year classmates.
When he handed the name list back to Gu Nianzhi, Keven said lightly, "I don't remember most of the fifth-grade students in primary school, so I only picked the eleventh-grade and fourth-year students."
Gu Nianzhi pursed her lips and put on a forced expression. "Really? Are you sure these five students are all your classmates? You're not going to say you remembered wrongly again, are you? Why Don't you take a look again?"
