The mathematics teacher felt that something was amiss. "Qin Yiyi, Xiao Shan, you guys..."
"Teacher, it's settled."
Xiao Shan was afraid that the teacher would stop them from agreeing to this matter, so he quickly interrupted the teacher.
He even purposely glared at Qin Yiyi. His meaning was very clear: You're just waiting to transfer classes, and if you see this Young Master in the future, you'll take a detour!
He looked at Qin Jiatong as if he was taking credit, thinking that she must be very happy. She wouldn't need to see this Qin Yiyi who always bullied and made her angry.
However, Qin Jiatong was lowering her head to do the questions without even looking at him.
This made Xiao Shan, who had always secretly liked Qin Jiatong, rather unhappy. His eyes rolled twice, and he suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Wait a minute, I want to add another one."
