"Zhizhi, your deskmate is sneaking glances at you again." As soon as Gu Zhiqi took her seat, Chubby Chiu spoke up in her mind.
Chubby Chiu had said the same thing several times over the past few days.
Gu Zhiqi had also noticed that her new deskmate seemed to enjoy sneaking peeks at her but wasn't particularly keen on making conversation.
That suited her just fine, as she wasn't too keen on making conversation herself.
So, this deskmate was quite alright.
She reached into her desk, fumbled around, and casually pulled out a book. Just as she opened the book, a crisp yet gentle voice reached her ears, "Did Mo Weiran come to look for you just now?"
Gu Zhiqi was somewhat surprised that her deskmate, who didn't like making conversation, had spoken up.
But, Mo Weiran?
Oh, that blonde boy's name seemed to be Mo Weiran.
Once she had that sorted out, she nodded lightly toward Qiao Qingshu.
"Would it be convenient to know what he wanted with you?" Qiao Qingshu looked at Gu Zhiqi.