"She..."
"Why is she here?"
He quickly discarded the piece of paper into a trash bin nearby, then walked over enthusiastically and called, "Xiaoqing!"
Indeed, it was Lin Xiaoqing.
Lin Xiaoqing wore a stylish pair of capri pants and sporty sneakers. Combined with her fashionable short sleeve top, she exuded an aura of capability and purity.
"Zhao Yi! Zhao Yi!"
Lin Xiaoqing faced Zhao Yi's direction, waving cheerily when she heard his calling. She half-ran towards him, "I saw you from far away but wasn't sure it was you. You seem to have been looking at something. Why did you throw it away?"
"Haha~~"
Zhao Yi laughed, "It was a foreigner's phone number. I stored it in my mobile."
"Oh."
Lin Xiaoqing figured it was normal for Zhao Yi to know a few foreign mathematicians after his trip to Madrid, so she didn't think much about it. She just smiled and said, "I specially came to pick you up, all the way from Zhengyang. Isn't that thoughtful?"