Shu Xin grinned mischievously, while Shen Ruoqiu rolled her eyes dramatically, thinking to herself, no way, how could I be interested in a playboy like him? What I want is a scholarly romance, not this sort of thing.
"Oh right, classmate, could you help me translate this section?"
Su Xuan suddenly remembered, then handed a passage from that medical book he had copied to Xiong Lin. Xiong Lin studied it seriously and then wrote detailed annotations on the paper. Su Xuan was astonished, thinking how boring those ancient people were to write books in dialects. It's outrageously quirky.
"Your handwriting is elegant yet playful, classmate, it seems your inner world isn't as proper and good-girl-like as it appears!"
Su Xuan said with a smile, and when he finished speaking, Xiong Lin looked at him excitedly and said.
"You, you could tell that too."
