At six o'clock, unsurprisingly, this junior sister sent a message again.
Zhang Lingchuan couldn't help but feel a bit touched inside, she actually seemed to be starting to work hard.
"Hmm???"
At nine o'clock.
Zhang Lingchuan was about to leave the dormitory when he suddenly saw someone holding an English book, sneakily glancing at him now and then.
And when he looked in that direction, the English book just happened to cover the face.
"Hehehe! Good morning, Senior Zhang! What a coincidence!!!"
Just when Zhang Lingchuan was puzzledly checking the other person out, the face-covering English book was suddenly put down.
She walked over a bit awkwardly and started speaking with some embarrassment.
"Zi Qing, aren't you memorizing English? How did you end up at the entrance of the graduate dormitory?"
Although he guessed it might be her, he was still a bit surprised when he found it really was.
Could it be that all previous efforts were in vain.
