On the way back, Jiang Yichun was lost in thought and didn't speak; Bai Ruozhu didn't attempt to interrupt him, yet she felt somewhat worried.
After they returned and had dinner, Jiang Yichun took Bai Ruozhu's hand and said, "I know you must be very skilled in arithmetic, many times I've seen you do the accounts without an abacus, figuring it out in your mind immediately. Do you plan to 'Conceal Clumsy' tomorrow?"
Bai Ruozhu couldn't help but laugh, "You speak as if I'm very skilled, but I have been quite conspicuous already, I think I'd better not continue that way."
"No!" Jiang Yichun suddenly rejected the idea with a very serious expression.