The professor's lecture was like a lullaby that made Lin Fan drowsy.
However, Lin Fan did not feel sleepy at all.
"Song Jiaxin!" the old professor said.
The classroom was silent.
"Song Jiaxin!" The old professor called out again and glanced around the classroom.
After a while, there was still no response.
Therefore, the old professor picked up a pen and drew a line behind the name.
Seeing this…
Lin Fan could not help but glance at Song Xin's seat.
As expected, there was no one at the spot.
The time in school was like flowing water, passing in the blink of an eye.
Song Jiaxin did not come to the classroom even after school.
However, Lin Fan did not take it to heart.
After all, skipping class… To university students, it was nothing.
Moreover, it was Song Jiaxin.
Lin Fan drove the Cullinan forward.
