After dinner, she indicated that she couldn't eat the sweet potato and would save it to eat when she got home in the evening.
Glancing at the breakfast diner's clock, she dared not delay any further and quickly returned to school. It was exactly 7:30 when she arrived, and the first class was Chinese. She took out her book and continued to memorize and recite. To deepen her memory, she also wrote it out quietly in her notebook.
"You're very conscientious, and your handwriting is beautiful."
This was the first time her desk mate, Chang Fei, had spoken. His Mandarin was not quite standard. Zhou Yiyi turned to look at him and noticed that his ears had turned red under her gaze.
She couldn't help but laugh, "Thank you. I'm new here and not familiar with everyone, so studying is the only thing I can do."
Chang Fei, probably in the throes of adolescence, had a face spattered with the blemishes of youthful beauty. "No worries, you'll get to know us soon enough. My name is Chang Fei."
