And Xia Weiyi was definitely his faithful audience.
During the halftime break, Xia Weiyi handed over the mineral water and towel she had prepared in advance. Xu Ziliang took a few sips of water, glanced at the time, and couldn't help but smile wryly.
"Skipping class again?"
"No, I've only skipped today this week!" Xia Weiyi retorted righteously.
"What day is it today?" Xu Ziliang asked.
"Um..." Xia Weiyi scratched her head and giggled, "Today is Monday..."
Xu Ziliang was at a loss for words - how had he, such a studious person, fallen for this little mischief?
"Yiyi, from now on, you can come to see me after school. You're skipping class four days a week; do you still want to get into A University and be my junior?"
Xia Weiyi's face fell: "But I can't do it after school, you know my brother has someone pick me up every day. If I'm home just ten minutes late, he starts calling non-stop..."
