"Scholar-god, look at Sister Lian..." Zhang Shize, sitting behind Bai Lian, felt it most acutely.
For a second, he seemed to sense a chilling sternness pouring out from Bai Lian.
But Zhang Shize, with little ink in his belly, couldn't describe it and just gazed at Ning Xiao, finally squeezing out, "Has she changed a bit?"
Ning Xiao glanced at him but didn't answer.
He stared at Bai Lian, who was seriously grinding through problems in front of him, and reflected painfully on why he had just wasted a minute, then quickly pulled out a math question bank and began to work on the problems.
The King of Slack, Zhang Shize, reflected for a second: "..."
Forget it, the country has them; he could rest easy.
He continued to sneak out his phone and made arrangements to play games with Weng Qi and others.
Why did he have to sneak to take out his phone?