Mo Shangjun unclenched her fist, and a wrapped candy fell into Fo Zhe's palm.
Fo Zhe instinctively curled his fingers, but upon noticing the candy, his expression turned incredulous.
In a place like this, how could Mo Shangjun have candy on her?
But that moment of doubt was fleeting, and this unexpected gift left him genuinely flattered and surprised.
Outside, a candy is insignificant.
Here, a candy is a treasure.
The value of any material item is determined by the environment.
"Consider this my bribe to you," Mo Shangjun smiled at him, then said, "Welcome to Class three. Let's get along well from now on."
"I..."
Fo Zhe opened his mouth, struggling to make a sound.
He wanted to thank her, for the candy, for her welcome.
He wanted to say he'd work hard not to be a burden.
He wanted to say so much, there were countless meanings he wished to express.
But, once he opened his mouth, he was tongue-tied.
