"Instructor Mo!"
Mu Cheng called out, with earnestness and caution.
Seeing his expression, Mo Shangjun suddenly guessed the result of the third week's PK.
"What's the situation?" Mo Shangjun asked, following the flow of the conversation.
With a twinkle in his eye, Mu Cheng asked playfully, "Guess?"
"How many points did Group B exceed by?" Mo Shangjun countered.
"…" Seeing Mo Shangjun's confidently expectant expression, Mu Cheng's mouth twitched slightly in deflation, "Not much, just a dozen or so."
"Oh."
Mo Shangjun responded indifferently, showing no particular reaction.
Mu Cheng stared at her for a few moments, feeling predictably, but still somewhat disappointed.
This person… Such a buzzkill, really dull.
Can't even feel the joy of life.
At that moment—
Someone else came downstairs from the upper floor.
As their gazes shifted, they caught sight of Ji Ruonan.
Similarly, upon noticing them, Ji Ruonan addressed Mo Shangjun first: "Instructor Mo, congratulations."
