Chen Jun gently flicked the note from Qiao Nan with his fingers. "Qiao Nan, you're still too young and not enlightened. Or perhaps you are playing cat and mouse with me? Regardless, congratulations, Qiao Nan. The game between us is really not over yet."
"Chen Jun, your call." The teacher in charge of the dormitory shouted from the ground floor.
"Okay," Chen Jun acknowledged and then locked all the letters in his cupboard before he ran down the stairs. "Thank you."
"Don't mention it," The teacher replied smilingly. The teacher was definitely pleased to interact with a student like Chen Jun, who was always polite and performed well in his studies. He also never had any hanky-panky in his dormitory.
"Hello, yes, I am. Don't worry. Of course, I have not forgotten that project. I've been following up. However, haste makes waste. It's better to take it a step at a time."
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