You Evil Disciple

"Wait!" Zhang Xiaoke was very perceptive. "We agreed that we'd go shopping if I won."

"That was for the first round."

"I don't care, I don't care." Zhang Xiaoke pointed to the ground and said, "You have to change your shoes."

Indeed, Li Zheng also felt that the leather shoes didn't match his outfit.

He could take the opportunity to research the efficacy of shopping as a form of relaxation.

"Alright, I'll accommodate you." Li Zheng tapped on the table. "We'll talk about shopping after I assign you your homework. First, tell me, what subject do you want to work on?"

"Hm…" Zhang Xiaoke was conflicted.

"Definitely not Chemistry," she thought.

"The paper we did earlier showed the gap between our abilities."

"Then, my third most advantageous subject is definitely…"

"Let's do English." Zhang Xiaoke licked her lips.