"How was your chat going?" Jiang Beiyu asked, smiling as he walked in, his face clearly flashing with gossip.
Su Nanzhi: "…"
She had never seen a man so fond of gossip.
"Pretty good," Su Nanzhi responded expressionlessly, "I discussed study methods with the class president and thought his methods were quite good. I plan to try them out when I get back."
Jiang Beiyu raised an eyebrow, "Really? I heard that Zhao studies very hard, brushing up on at least two sets of problems a day. If you want to follow that pattern, the teacher can provide you with material support."
Su Nanzhi: "...No thanks."
What else could the "material support" mentioned by the teacher be but his own quizzes?
The kind that made one's eyes blur at just a glance.
And yet, he had the nerve to mention it.
