The third evening self-study session ended.
Yao Beibei glanced sideways at Jiang Nian, feeling like killing him.
This guy is annoying to the core.
No idea how Zhizhi sits with him every day, enduring this kind of person.
Just one evening sitting with him gave me a headache, wanting to die; he's simply a bad apple.
"What's up with this punk?" Jiang Nian leaned over, asking curiously, "I just saw you muttering, Huang Beibei, you weren't cursing Li Hua, were you?"
Li Hua, enraged, turned his head and said.
"What did I do to you guys!"
"Get lost, get lost." Yao Beibei looked disgusted, "Don't ask. Knowing too much is of no benefit to you."
Upon hearing this, Li Hua made abstract sounds like "hmm-hmm, no way," rolling on the seat like an eel, spreading joy.
A burst of laughter erupted around them, with half the classroom filled with a joyful atmosphere.
"What the hell, what's burning?"
"Li Hua's burning."
"This sound is so hot it's making my pants stand."