"Found it, take it."
The person who came to get the information took what they wanted, sneaked a glance at Ghania Quinlan, then said to the teacher in charge, "Then Mr. Sullivan, I'll be on my way."
"Mm," responded the reception teacher, waving his hand without much expression. He then sat back down on his spot, appearing listless and indifferent to Ghania Quinlan.
After Ghania Quinlan handed in her information, seeing that the other party didn't initiate conversation, she felt uneasy lingering too long, so she walked back to Zayn Fisher with small steps, her eyes filled with gratitude, and whispered softly, "Thank you, Zayn."
Zayn Fisher, watching her eyes brimming with gratitude, felt an immense satisfaction in his pride, and his face showed a pleased expression, full of confidence, "Don't worry, I'm here. My tutor will put forward your materials first for the other teachers to review, so when it's time for your written test, they'll pay extra attention to your paper."