"Cough..." Jiang Qinghua suddenly gestured to Xu Mengxi, "Hey there, about the decline in grades, I have some small experiences I can share."
"It's okay, it's okay..." Xu Mengxi hurriedly waved her hand.
"Hmm!" Lin Yujing forcefully pushed her over.
Jiang Qinghua looked straight ahead, his tone growing colder, "I guess you've been distracted, right?"
"Ah." Xu Mengxi was taken aback.
It seemed Jiang Qinghua had hit the nail on the head.
She hurriedly replied, "...Well... I indeed got distracted by the chemistry competition."
"Heh." Jiang Qinghua laughed, sounding somewhat desolate.
Xu Mengxi also felt a chill down her spine.
This man, he has a story.
Just as Jiang Qinghua indulged in his moment, a pair of huge palms came flapping over.
They landed heavily on his back, dusting off all the snow.
"Speak if you have something to say, who are you putting on an act for?" Qiao Bixia scolded.
