Lin Yi asked himself if he understood anything. He was already very knowledgeable in mathematics, physics, and chemistry, and he'd learned a lot of high school and university knowledge when he was with his old man, but he couldn't understand a single thing that han Jingjing wrote.
Could this girl really be an alien? Why are their thoughts so strange?
Lin Yi shook his head and didn't bother with her. He was afraid that he'd get more questions if he just asked casually.
Zhang duopan was from the economics Department. At this moment, his class was also rehearsing for the program in full swing.
However, Zhang duopan's mood wasn't very good. In contrast, his classmates were quite happy. Even though they couldn't perform on the same stage as a top star like Xu Shihan, Cheng Yiyi was still a rising star. Even if she couldn't get first place, second place was still a great honor. How many classes couldn't even get into the top ten?
