Xin Yibin naturally heard Si Ruoran's complaint, he just glanced at her, without saying anything, and then took the teacher's textbook to the podium.
As soon as Xin Yibin got on stage, all the students below quickly picked up their pens and started copying the questions.
This youth looked so bright and poised, clean and crisp, with clearly defined finger joints.
From a certain angle, that profile in the morning light was so beautiful it could be described by that phrase from the Book of Songs.
Peach blossom in full bloom, radiant and splendid.
Si Ruoran never understood those math problems, so she copied a bit slowly. She sighed softly, already able to predict the frustrating scenario of being kept back to do homework by the teacher.
But there's always a countermeasure for every policy.
After Li Xiao finishes her homework, she can copy a few answers.
