"I....." Li Jinhua opened her mouth but was at a loss for words, unable to justify herself, and said meekly, "Even if there were straw, I wouldn't be able to do it. Third sister, please help me out."
Li Qiao was speechless, "You can't even make a rope?"
"I can make a rope, I'm talking about weaving a net."
When they reached the classroom, Han Ting and Du Xinxin fixed the desk for Li Qiao, while Li Qiao helped Li Jinhua weave the net.
"What are you all doing? It's almost bedtime, move it!"
A stern voice echoed in the empty classroom.
Li Qiao looked up to see the teacher on duty wearing an armband; she greeted the teacher and obediently explained the reason for their delay.
The teacher on duty softened upon hearing this, "Fixing a desk, huh? Be quick about it, there's less than half an hour until the dorm shuts off the lights."
"Yes! We'll be done soon," Li Qiao said.
Not long after the duty teacher left, Han Ting finished the desk, and Li Qiao also finished weaving the net.
