It was a rare occasion that Jiang Siqi and Lin Jiachi, who had not been seen for a few days, also came to school.

Today is a big class, Marxism-Leninism. Their artificial intelligence doesn’t know why, but this class is being taken with sophomores of the same major.

Jiang Wuyang sat in the second to last row with experience, and Bai Ting also sat next to her.

The freshmen are diligent and come early.

As soon as Jiang Wuyang sat down, he received a text message.

Lin Jiachi: [Wait for me after school. I have something to give you.]

Lin Jiachi finally listened to Ruan Anan's words, but after sending this message, he still didn't see Jiang Wuyang's reply.

That’s because as soon as Jiang Wuyang saw the message, he automatically thought it was a harassing text message and deleted it.

Jiang Wuyang sat in the back row.

Looking at the sweet foursome, I inexplicably feel like laughing.

"Classmate, is anyone here?"

A magnetic voice sounded beside Jiang Wuyang.

Jiang Wuyang and Bai Ting looked up at the same time.

A boy who was 1.85 meters tall, with clean features, fair skin, good taste in clothes and thin muscles appeared in the sight.

"No brother, no, please sit down."

Bai Ting's mouth was faster than his brain. By the time he realized what he was saying, Bo Lichuan had already sat down.

"Are you taking this class too?"

Jiang Wuyang: ...How about you teach this class, and then another teacher comes in to teach us another class?

Bai Ting nodded like pecking rice: "Yeah, yes, senior."

When he saw Bo Lichuan, Bai Ting was extremely excited.

You know, this is Bo Lichuan! The computer science department's hairy male god!

Bo Lichuan smiled and said, "Okay, I understand."

"Know what?" Bai Ting was surprised.

"Knowing this class, I will have perfect attendance from now on."

Bai Ting and Jiang Wuyang fell silent at the same time:...Someone, where is my mute medicine!