Ruan Mengmeng slept in the ruan residence for the whole day.
He flipped through his books early in the morning and was not surprised to find that his old problem of being disoriented had returned.
However, the current impact was not big. She didn't need to use mathematics to tutor the seven-person group of problem children, so the tuition after school was still carried out in an orderly manner.
It was just that the location of the supplementary lessons had changed from Yuyao technology to mujingxing.
"Hey, Mian Mian, did you fight with my brother again?"
During the break, li junche, who was awoken by the ringing of the school bell, rested his chin between his arms and looked up at ruan Mengmeng.
Next to him was ruan Mengmeng, who was sitting upright and preparing her revision materials with great concentration.
When she heard li junche's question, the young girl glanced sideways, her fair little face filled with stubbornness.
