"Lin Li, oh Lin Li, you always manage to meet me in the most unexpected places!" Xue Jian said, his middle-aged face serious.
Lin Li immediately remembered their last encounter and then burst out laughing.
After laughing, Lin Li realized he'd messed up, knowing he shouldn't have laughed at that moment.
Sure enough, Xue Jian's face darkened instantly: "Even if you had your reasons, you can't just use that as an opportunity to go in and out of girls' rooms willy-nilly. Your thoughts aren't right. After Mid-Autumn Festival, submit an 800-word reflection."
"It's the class monitor who asked me to come over directly." Lin Li thought for a moment and decided to drag Chen Yu Ying into it.
At least he ought to share the reflection task; she should help him write 400 words. No, better have five people share, so each writes 160 words.
