"Qianqian, Old Niu is off to another meeting. What do you think Old Niu talks about at those meetings?" He Wenyu shrugged and slumped onto the desk, glancing at the Chinese teacher on the podium.
Luo Qianqian, looking at the spread-out exercise book before her and also feeling somewhat vexed, closed the exercise book and said, "Discussing the development of animal husbandry, debating whether cows can produce milk without eating grass."
"Qianqian, pass it on." Zhang Sheng's hand, hidden under Luo Qianqian's desk, held a crumpled piece of paper.
"What?" He Wenyu leaned in, reading the note that said: Want to hang out this weekend? Let's go watch a movie.
Luo Qianqian laughed. She'd never really seen a movie in this era. Just as she was about to reply, the note was snatched away by He Wenyu, who wrote back: Who all is going?
