Zhenzhen knows perfectly well whether Mei Mengzhen has ever cooked before—how tasty could her cooking possibly be? In fact, Zhenzhen is the one who cooks often at home, but she never bragged about it in front of her little brother, so she just said, "Alright, but let me help you."
"Sure."
Liang Xiao suddenly remembered the reason she came over, "Oh right, have you finished your homework? School's about to start."
"Homework?" Mei Mengzhen was stunned, a not-so-great feeling slowly welled up inside her.
Yeah, she's still a junior in high school, she needs to do homework! But it seems she hasn't written it at all. The key point is, she's about to start senior year. Even with memories from her past life, all that high school knowledge has pretty much faded away. With what she knows now, college entrance exams? Who are you kidding?
Mei Mengzhen's expression slowly turned to stone, "What am I going to do? I don't seem to have that part of my memory in my head."
