The gentle temperament, like the misty rain of Jiangnan, makes one want to embrace it involuntarily. A smile appeared on the village flower's face: "The teacher said it was okay."
"Then it's fine, no matter where you go, you must study hard, understand?"
The village flower nodded: "I understand."
Lan Shao was chatting with the teacher on the side. Ye Ranran glanced over there, seeing that it hadn't ended yet, she felt like chatting with them more.
"What major are you studying?" Ye Ranran looked at Zhu Hongbin.
"International Economics and Trade." Zhu Hongbin replied articulately.
Although Ye Ranran exuded the greatest kindness, due to her high position, after years of immersion, she still unconsciously carried an air of authority.
She was no longer that unknown little girl. If one couldn't compete with her, they would naturally be crushed.
