An Xiaxia asked in an aggrieved voice, "What did I get wrong?"
With a scowl, Sheng Yize used a red pen to quickly highlight several areas. "Hey, you even copied the formula wrong. Were you even listening?!"
An Xiaxia was frightened by his grumpy tone, but she still took the notebook and checked. She really had copied it wrong…
Ha… She got sleepy easily during the afternoon classes. She had already outdone herself by staying awake this long.
She pouted. "Then I'll change it. Do you have to be so mean?"
After she said this, she took up her pen and began to make changes. Sheng Yize still wanted to say something, but when he saw her using her right hand to write while her injured left hand clumsily pressed the notebook down, he suddenly couldn't bring himself to be angry with her anymore.
Damn… He forgot that her hand was injured, and he was still making her write!
