"It's hard for him," Nangong Ran looked quite serious, "Even though you are not bothered by it, I guess he is. Anyway, there is some conflict going on."
Gu Qibao didn't say a word. After a moment of silence, she said, "Well, let it be. Everyone has their own ambitions. Going abroad may not be a bad thing. Perhaps when he returns after a few years, there will be no hard feelings."
"That's what I'm thinking," replied Nangong Ran, "Forget about it. Let the grudges vanish with time, and go to hell!"
"That student over there."
Just as Nangong Ran finished speaking, the teacher on the stage pointed at her, "Yes, you, the girl with short hair. Stand up and repeat what I just said."
Nangong Ran immediately looked confused. Oh crap, repeat it?
I'm not a tape recorder, besides, she had no idea what the teacher had just said. It was awkward!
But she was straightforward. She stood up and said directly, "I'm sorry, sir. I didn't hear what you said just now."
