"Hmm?" Jiang Nian stopped in his tracks.
A slight smile appeared on his face, and he cheerfully stepped back, glancing at Qingbao's blue bar.
Red, nearly six hours of gaming time. When it comes to gaming, Qingbao is truly unbeatable.
But it's personal freedom, nothing surprising about it.
The office was brightly lit, and the door was wide open.
Although Qingbao doesn't socialize much, when there's no one around, he occasionally speaks straightforwardly.
"I might be the head of the biology group next semester."
"Impressive." Jiang Nian gave a thumbs up.
Qingbao sighed, "I don't know if I should do it. Do you think I'm the type to be a group leader?"
Oh no, is Qingbao fishing for compliments now?
The last one to ask this was Old Liu.
"Can someone like me achieve the great ambition of becoming a vice principal?" That left Jiang Nian completely stunned.
Abstraction beyond the ancestor.
