the h-class public enemy

"junior mu, do you still remember me?" qi siyu's voice sounded like he was smiling even over the phone. " you've been back in school for a week. have you caught up with your studies? "

when mu weiwei heard his voice, she felt a sense of cordiality and smiled.

"what kind of question is that? i'm still young, it's impossible for me to lose my memory, okay? of course, there's no problem with my usual class progress, but i've been busy with my research project recently and i'm having a headache."

" oh, " qi siyu replied. " oh, i remember now. you mentioned this on the plane. " you're able to join the nobel prize winner's research project in your first year. you're already a god of studies that i admire."

mu weiwei sighed. " sigh, what prodigy? i can't even solve this research project ... "

she had been vexed for a few days, and now that she had met a friend she could trust, she couldn't help but pour out her grievances.