Now every day he felt that even deciphering Jiang Fulai's analysis was strenuous, let alone being like those two freaks who could still manage to read other books.
"Zhu Jiaren," a few people familiar with Zhu Jiaren also spoke up, "your group is so lucky, having a physics book from Jiangjing University—no idea if I'll ever get the chance to own one in my lifetime."
Zhu Jiaren's mouth, however, was very stiff.
Others didn't understand, but Zhu Jiaren was very clear that since the group was formed, she had barely spoken a word to Bai Lian.
Every evening she found an excuse to go back to her dormitory during their discussions.
She packed up her things, pushed past the others, and hastened to follow Tang Ming.
"Tang Ming, you..."
"Zhu Jiaren," Tang Ming saw her and alarms went off in his head, "you should be going back to wash your hair, right? See you in a couple of days!"
Zhu Jiaren's face froze in place.