Lu Xingzhe stood by Gu Zhiqi’s desk for a long ti but didn’t see her look at him, so he reached out and knocked on her desk.
Only then did Gu Zhiqi take a mont to glance at Lu Xingzhe.
Seeing Gu Zhiqi finally look at him, Lu Xingzhe imdiately asked, "You said this morning that the flowers Xiao Qiao received were from you?"
Gu Zhiqi nodded.
Upon seeing this, Lu Xingzhe stared at her intently and promptly asked, "What about mine?"
Gu Zhiqi: ?
After two seconds of silence, she asked, "You want flowers too?"
"You gave her sothing, so why don’t I get anything?" Lu Xingzhe looked at Gu Zhiqi with a sour expression. "We have known each other since kindergarten, and I even t you a day earlier than she did. Why do you only give her a gift and not ?"
Gu Zhiqi: "..."
Got it, this is about not being fair.
Finally, Gu Zhiqi rummaged through her storage bracelet and handed a few elixirs to Lu Xingzhe, who was satisfied and returned to his seat.
Qiao Qingshu glanced sideways at Gu Zhiqi, "You gave him elixirs?"
Upon hearing this, Gu Zhiqi thought Xiao Qiao also felt the fairness imbalance, so she imdiately said, "Even though the items are different, the value is the sa."
Qiao Qingshu: ?
Qiao Qingshu didn’t really understand Gu Zhiqi’s aning, but she didn’t continue to ask about it. Instead, she asked a question that concerned her more, "Have you regained your mory?"
She wanted to ask this question in the morning, but Lu Xingzhe interrupted her, and she forgot about it later, now it suddenly ca to mind.
Gu Zhiqi tilted her head, looking at Qiao Qingshu with a slight raise of her eyebrows, her expression showing a bit of lazy nonchalance, "Xiao Qiao’s observation skills are indeed sharp; nothing slips past you."
"What? You’ve regained your mory?!"
From afar, Lu Xingzhe spoke up.
As soon as he spoke, his voice echoed through the entire classroom.
Fortunately, by this ti, most of the people in the classroom had left, leaving only the three of them.
After Lu Xingzhe’s exclamation, he quickly took a few steps forward to stand in front of Gu Zhiqi, "Brother Qi, have you really regained your mory?"
Gu Zhiqi: "Regained a little."
Lu Xingzhe and Qiao Qingshu were slightly disappointed at this, but soon their expressions turned happy again.
Regaining even a little is wonderful.
"How much is ’a little’?" Lu Xingzhe eagerly looked at Gu Zhiqi.
Gu Zhiqi tilted her head to think for a mont and then slowly said, "When you were little, you always cried after getting beaten up by and Xiao Qiao."
Lu Xingzhe: "...Stop! I suddenly don’t want to know anymore."
Leaving that sentence behind, Lu Xingzhe swiftly returned to his seat.
**
In the eyes of the students in Class One, the ti after lunch isn’t rest ti but self-study ti.
Class ended at twelve-ten, and by twelve-forty, quite a few people were already seated in the classroom.
Ling Yuanzhou was buried in solving problems when suddenly a person appeared beside his desk.
"Brother Yuanzhou." Upon hearing this warm and sweet voice, Ling Yuanzhou looked up at the speaker.
Then, he saw Yang Caixuan.
Yang Caixuan was dressed in academy-style attire with a blazer and short skirt, with a gentle smile on her lips, hands behind her back, looking at Ling Yuanzhou.
With a questioning look in his eyes, Ling Yuanzhou asked, "Is anything wrong?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Caixuan imdiately said, "Tonight, there’s a concert of Yi Tingfengyu at the Sea City Century Venue. Do you want to go listen?"
"No."
"Yi Tingfengyu?"
Ling Yuanzhou’s voice of refusal synchronized with Mo Weiran’s exclamation.
Hearing Mo Weiran’s voice, Ling Yuanzhou turned to glance at him faintly, then looked down to continue solving problems.
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