Liang Zhiqiong slowly took a sip of water before saying, "I wanted to interview you."
"Refusal." Mo Shangjun withdrew her gaze and continued to bite into a piece of military compressed biscuit.
It tasted alright, it was just too dry.
She also took a sip of water.
"This is you refusing to communicate with us," Liang Zhiqiong said with righteous indignation, "An instructor who refuses to communicate is not a good instructor."
"Who taught you that?" Mo Shangjun frowned.
Liang Zhiqiong's eyes spun around before affirming confidently, "You did!"
"..."
Mo Shangjun gave her a cold look.
Lately, Liang Zhiqiong, a person as blatant and overbearing as she was, always hung out with Yan Gui, Tang Shi, Shen Qianqian, and others, becoming much more articulate.
