The blond boy finished speaking, and Ling Yuanzhou didn't react much, just hanging his head slightly, lost in thought.
Seeing him spaced out, the blond boy lifted his arm and nudged Ling Yuanzhou's arm with his elbow, "Brother Zhou, what are you thinking about?"
Stirred by the blond boy's words, Ling Yuanzhou came back to reality and responded indifferently, "Mhm, I'll go."
"Hey, that's settled then, we'll go together." After the blond boy spoke, he finally rummaged through his backpack and pulled out a math textbook, then flipped to the first page.
Even though there was nothing important on the first page, the boy kept staring at it.
As he stared, he glanced up at the direction of the lectern and then muttered under his breath, "Weird, why hasn't the old witch come today?"
After muttering, seeing that Ling Yuanzhou paid him no attention, he lowered his head again, continuing to stare at the first page.
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