As Class 8 was struggling with their thoughts, Bai Yuxia put away the bag and walked down from the podium, while a sigh seemed to echo in the air.
Chai Wei's eyes were like torches, disdainful in his heart: 'A bunch of fools, why would she give it to you?'
'But, for Chai Wei, it's not necessarily the case.'
Indeed, just a while ago, Chen Siyu, taking advantage of her former deskmate status, had asked for a plush doll, and he was Bai Yuxia's current deskmate.
There were still two plush dolls left in her plastic bag, and as her deskmate, didn't he have a high chance?
Thinking about the plush dolls that others dreamed of having, Chai Wei's heart surged with excitement at the possibility he might get a chance.
Bai Yuxia walked down from the podium and started heading towards her seat, while Chai Wei acted very low-key, even lowering his head to write on the test paper, showing a look of complete nonchalance.
