After finishing, Chen Yiwen confidently waved at the two, strided away, leaving them grinding their teeth helplessly behind him.
"Ah, forget it, actually, what Chen said isn't wrong. Let's first go back and ask Dou Dou, review some of the content. Maybe we could end up at the top of the class!"
"Right, right, back to the dorm to find some resources!"
...
In the opposite direction, Su Mucheng was leisurely strolling with Qiao Ze's arm in hers.
Often, a man's tenderness is silent, like how Qiao Ze's steps were much slower than usual. Luckily, Su could feel it, so her face was always adorned with a bright smile.
The Mathematics Research Institute's small courtyard and the dormitory building are in different directions, and there weren't many students around at this time. The road was very tranquil, and the sporadic breeze carried a hint of coolness, quite comfortable.
