After that, Hao Jian finally spent a few uneventful days, and this feeling made him feel somewhat flattered. Every day in class, apart from sleeping, he would banter with Fatty Hu Lai, which was quite dull but also okay. This kind of ordinary life is rare and therefore precious.
The day for the class outing was approaching. Although Zhang Danlin wanted to deliberately distance herself from Hao Jian, she was the one who had been organizing everything for this outing. If she suddenly stopped because of Hao Jian, no one else would do it. She had no choice but to continue, so sometimes she still had to come over to discuss matters with Hao Jian.
But it was limited to discussing matters, with no extra verbal exchanges.
Just like that, the days passed one by one. Suddenly, it was Thursday. Sleeping through the morning, Zhang Danlin suddenly tapped Hao Jian on the shoulder in the afternoon to stop him.
