Teacher, I Have a Question

Jiang Wan pretended to be unhappy and patted her shoulder. "If you continue to say that, I'm really going to get angry."

"Alright, alright, I won't say anymore."

Ni Manman suppressed her smile, turned her head, and placed a hand on Chen Miaoyi's shoulder.

"Miaoyi, you have to do well in this exam. Don't forget, you still have a bet on you."

Chen Miaoyi took a deep breath. "Don't worry, I'll do my best."

As the three of them spoke, the students from Special Class Two walked past them.

Ji Churan pondered. Among the four people who had been blocking their way through the corridor just now, the boy next to the three girls seemed familiar.

Has she seen him somewhere before?

She thought about it and realized that she probably didn't know anyone from Special Class Two.

Forget it, let's not think about it anymore. It wasn't important anyway.