Qin Xin looked up at him blandly.
This isn't programming code, it's normal for him not to understand.
She continued to write, and soon filled up an entire sheet of paper with elegance.
Ignored, Ao Xinghao idly chewed on a blade of grass, feeling somewhat non-existent.
Suddenly, he remembered something and immediately sent a WeChat message: "Old man, tell Gou Dachun to send over the results of the anatomy review test from the other day."
The reply came back quickly: "Hmph, brat, do I look like a report card to you?"
Ao Xinghao sent a disdainful emoji: "You have three minutes."
One minute later.
The report card was sent to Ao Xinghao's phone.
Meanwhile, Gou Dachun in the office, staring at his inbox hoping for a reply from the big shot QUEEN, was inexplicably urged by the school board to submit the results for a minor test, looking utterly confused.
Ao Xinghao quickly scanned the freshly baked, yet-to-be-announced report card.
