Shi Qingjue Has A Weird Fetish?

Shi Qinglan probably did not realize that the tip of her fingers had turned slightly cold. However, after the slight pause, she replied without hesitation, "Reject."

"No one else is allowed to take this offer." She pressed her lips together and quickly deleted the chat window.

A girl with a crescent birthmark on her right shoulder blade…

Why was Shi Qingjue looking for it? A weird fetish?

Shi Qinglan propped her chin on her hand and looked out of the window. Just as she was deep into her thoughts, the banging sound on the blackboard suddenly pulled her back to reality. "I remember very clearly that I wrote this question at this spot on the blackboard!"

"If the blackboard is a person, it would already be able to attend a top-tier university! If you get this question wrong, don't ever say you're taught by me. It's such an embarrassment!"

All the students hung their heads low. The tension in the classroom rose.