Chen Shuo looked at her, and said earnestly, "Zhaozhao, you're very outstanding, and the teacher has high hopes for you. As long as you study hard, I guarantee I can turn you into a math master."
Shen Zhaozhao: "Teacher, I feel like you're PUA-ing me."
Chen Shuo: ...
His face was clouded with gloom, he felt like an old blood clot was stuck in his throat, almost suffocating him.
Forget it, this is just a stubborn stone!
"Alright, hurry up and go find your dormitory!" Chen Shuo waved them off, looking completely fed up.
He needed a moment to himself, or his blood pressure wouldn't stand it.
Out of sixty people, there were only about a dozen girls, eight people per dormitory.
They were divided into two rooms.
When Shen Zhaozhao entered carrying her luggage, everyone else had already picked their beds.
Seeing her come in, everybody eagerly came over to help.
