Problem! Student, You're Too Pitiful!

"Go! Left, left!"

"Come and save me! I'm going to die!"

"Yang Bo, you noob dog, can you do it?!"

"I lost again…"

In the boys' dormitory, Yang Bo was playing games with a few boys from the neighboring dormitory. Exclamations and screams rose and fell. Coupled with the game's sound effects, the few of them were quite engrossed in playing. After one round, many people were so excited that their faces turned red.

"Forget it, forget it… I'm not playing anymore…"

After losing three consecutive rounds, they were not in the mood to continue.

A boy suddenly said, "Speaking of Yang Bo, I heard that your dormitory's Luo Feng applied to be exempt from all classes this semester?"

Yang Bo was a little surprised. "Even you know about it?"