The next morning, Zhou Chao woke up early and glanced at the still-sleeping Jiang Li. He dressed quietly and tiptoed out of the room.
"Time to get up, Guo Yan. You have to report to school today!" Zhou Chao gently knocked on the bedroom door and called out.
After all, it was a five-star presidential suite, and the soundproofing was quite reliable. So, Zhou Chao's knocking and shouting were a bit louder.
Soon, Guo Yan, still half-asleep, opened the door and leaned against the doorframe, saying, "Brother, it's only eight ten. It's still early. Let me sleep a little longer."
"Sleep? Do you think this is the same as other schools? Guo Yan, you should remember that when you received the acceptance letter, your identity changed. Where did that spirit you had when you went to support the firefighting go? It seems like you've been lazy lately and forgotten what you said before."
Guo Yan, who had been groggy, suddenly woke up a bit and became more spirited.
