"Actually, it could already be enough. At least Qiao Ze didn't say a word before he left because he was afraid of being contaminated by IQ."
Feeling Li Jiangao's complex mood at that moment and using the sound of applause as cover, Yu Chenggong whispered into Li Jiangao's ear.
This was something Qiao Ze had heard on his very first day at Xilin University of Technology while he was showing Qiao Ze around the campus. The phrase had made a deep impression on him, especially the concept of "IQ contamination." It was probably something he would never forget in his lifetime.
Li Jiangao forced a smile.
He had heard this story from Yu Chenggong before, but hearing it now felt different. It had to be said that Qiao Ze knew there were some things that shouldn't be said on certain occasions.
Was that perhaps a form of progress?
