「The 15th.」
Another Monday.
This time, Zhou Li sat in the back row. Using Gomoku tactics, he managed to stave off Brother Nan's drowsiness, finally getting her through this biochemistry class.
"RING RING."
"Class dismissed."
Classmates got up one after another, bustling and carrying their books to the classroom for their next lesson.
Brother Nan packed up her books and casually grabbed Zhou Li's as well. As she stood up, her cowlick wobbled slightly, but her complexion wasn't too good.
She had just played Gomoku for the entire class and had been full of confidence. Before college, she had passed countless classes playing Gomoku. In her view, Zhou Li's student life was as incomplete as his childhood—how could he possibly understand such joy?
Just an idiot.
