"That's true," Tong Mo sighed.
These evil capitalists, all they know is how to fleece us!
They said it was for a public welfare tree-planting festival, yet they're making the students pay for the seedlings!
"Don't be so down, guys. Am I really the only one who thinks the school asking for money again is a good thing?" Lu Zichen, who had overheard two girls discussing this, immediately leaned in from his seat and made faces at them.
Luo Mengmeng and Tong Mo looked at him as if he were an idiot, asking in unison, "Are you out of your mind?"
He actually thought giving money to the school was a good thing?
Forget about them, even Gu Zhihan, who usually keeps to himself, couldn't help but lift his gaze and give him a look.
"Don't curse me just yet, wait until I've finished," Lu Zichen said, knowing from their look that they had misunderstood him, and continued, "You see, although the school charges us for everything, they also give us opportunities!"
"What opportunities?"
