Si Raojing leaned against the doorframe, arms crossed lazily. He squinted and asked, "What's up?"
Rong Zhi didn't mind his indifference, and simply explained Teacher Mao's requirements, adding nonchalantly, "I'll be here on Saturday and Sunday."
These were the only two days she was most free, perfect for tutoring Class 16.
Si Raojing's gaze was deep as he stared into her eyes.
Rong Zhi furrowed her brows slightly, puzzled.
After a moment of silence, Si Raojing was the first to look away, casually waved his hand, "Got it, goody-goody. I'll inform them. Anything else? If not, I'm leaving."
Having said that, he walked past her and kept going.
Rong Zhi remained indifferent, having said what she needed to, there was nothing more for her to add.
Teacher Mao, worried that Si Raojing and his group might be rebellious, thought to come and advise the students of Class 16, but ended up empty-handed.
