For instance, how to quickly and accurately measure which category A, B, C, or D falls into using one's palm—well, this kind of niche knowledge is something Qiao Yu had never come across, and he hadn't even thought about it.
He wasn't sure if what the two guys were saying was correct, but listening to them each provide ample reasoning and becoming more animated as they talked, Qiao Yu felt that maybe there was a tiny bit of truth in what they were saying.
Originally, Qiao Yu had prepared himself to study quietly until the early hours of the morning, but unfortunately, Yu Wei suddenly joined in.
"Go to sleep."
"No, Yu Wei, don't spoil the fun."
"Spoil the fun? You two probably haven't even held a girl's hand before, right?"
"Don't be so insulting, who hasn't held a girl's hand? I held them every day in kindergarten!"
"I held them every day in elementary school!"
"Heh... turns out underachievers have more stationery."
"No, and you think you're that amazing?"
