The next day, Jiang Xiao handed the handwritten book to Mr. Ye Hua and went to class.
Two classes of "reflection" in the morning should be considered easy. At least, Jiang Xiao could understand it.
Jiang Xiao was filled with emotions when he returned to the classroom again. It was also at the moment when he entered the classroom that he got another nickname.
"Yo~Who Do You Think You Are? what a rare guest, God Pi!" A pleasant female voice was heard, and there was a hint of ridicule in the voice.
What followed was the laughter of the students.
Jiang Xiao turned around, only to see Cai Yao.
Perhaps because she was too excited, she spoke in her native language. Jiang Xiao had known her for a long time, but she had always been speaking Mandarin.
Sensing the gazes of the students in the lecture hall, Jiang Xiao hurriedly lowered his head and walked towards the back with a thick book in his hand.
