As soon as Li Qingrong looked away, Jiang Nian understood.
Everything that happened last night…
was real!
The bet was established, and it's still ongoing.
"Do you often stay up late?" he asked curiously.
Li Qingrong hesitated for a moment, then shook her head.
"I don't."
"Oh, remember to go to bed early," Jiang Nian instinctively said, originally thinking to add that staying up late would stunt growth, but he stopped himself after glancing at her.
"Okay." Li Qingrong nodded.
Jiang Nian turned back, continuing to ponder over the chemistry problems. His chemistry base wasn't weak, he just lacked an opportunity like Qingbao had.
Speedrunning... chemistry.
The chemistry tutoring students were decided early, couldn't let Jiang Nian get every good thing.
But then again, whether or not the tutoring is effective mostly depends on the teacher, not every teacher is Qingbao.
He'd have to think of another way, or simply rely on himself.
