Duan Xiaoyi basked in everyone's praise for a while. His confidence and courage soared, but he always felt something was missing.
He glanced sideways and finally realized what it was.
Han Lie was engrossed in his books, working through problems.
Brother, what's the meaning of this? Why are you the only one not giving me face?!
Duan Xiaoyi was feeling quite smug. His previous sarcastic remarks hadn't drawn any retaliation from Han Lie, leaving him both relieved and, oddly, displeased. So, getting ahead of himself, he decided to provoke Han Lie a bit more.
"Wow, Brother Lie is so diligent! What's up? Still seriously thinking about taking the transfer student exam?"
Han Lie was in the middle of solving a problem and casually replied, "I still need to think about it more."
"Which school are you considering?"
The sudden query came from Fang Feifei, and her tone was affirmative.
