Nine hundred and eighty-five, a born genius

Wu Dazhu held an immense admiration for Gu Chen.

He didn't know which step Gu Chen had reached by now.

Perhaps Gu Chen had already become someone he no longer recognized from before.

Deep down, he was truly happy for Gu Chen.

After all, Gu Chen and he were indeed true friends.

He couldn't even remember how many times he had helped Gu Chen.

In his memory, it seemed like Gu Chen was always seeking him out.

And he had persistently helped Gu Chen without any complaints.

It was precisely because of their mutual cooperation.

That such a situation had emerged today. Although he hadn't spoken these cheesy words to Gu Chen at the moment,

he was extremely grateful in his heart that he had made friends with Gu Chen back then.

If it weren't for Gu Chen, he wouldn't even know where he would be right now.

On the other hand, at this time, Gu Chen was also waiting for a response from the other side.

He needed to figure out all the current happenings in the shortest time possible.