"Teacher," Zhu Jiaren, holding her backpack and lacking energy, replied to the teacher, "The dormitory's hot water shuts off early, so I want to go back and wash my hair first. Plus, studying in the dormitory is just the same for me, so just let Ning Xiao and Bai Lian discuss for now."
"Is that so," the Class 8 homeroom teacher was silent for a while, then nodded, "The teacher thinks that you, Zhu, could integrate with the group a bit more."
Zhu Jiaren was somewhat perfunctory and didn't take it seriously, "I know, teacher."
After speaking, she left the place.
The Class 8 homeroom teacher watched her departing figure, Zhu Jiaren was grouped with Bai Lian, but now he finally understood why Zhu Jiaren had no answers.
As a teacher tasked with imparting knowledge and solving doubts, he had done all that he should have.
The journey of life still had to be walked by themselves.