Nie Junren could hardly believe his eyes.
Chu Long! Chu Long was actually in the crowd too, listening to Song He's lecture?
And judging by appearances, she seemed to be listening very seriously?!
Chu Long, snap out of it! You're the Supreme God of Mathematics! Why the hell are you listening to a freshman explain math problems? Nie Junren was utterly frantic.
"Song He is actually this strong..." Gong Shasha's face was ashen.
The two exchanged a glance and instantly abandoned any thought of challenging Song He. Their eyes were both dead and hopeless.
Their free futures were gone, and their miserable lives of endless hard labor stretched on without end!
Ten o'clock that night.
The dormitory door opened, and Song He walked in with three small notebooks in hand.
Yuan Guang's gaze locked onto the notebooks. He asked curiously, "Were those prizes, or did you buy them?"
"Prizes. Teacher Zhai Zhu suddenly turned into a cheapskate. At first, she only gave me one. I told her, 'Teacher, aren't you being way too stingy? You're giving out prizes at a lecture, and all you're giving away is some lousy notebook? Wouldn't people laugh if word got out?'" Song He sighed helplessly. "I pestered her for half a day before she finally gave me two more."
Yuan Guang secretly clicked his tongue. When normal people got something for free, they were overjoyed.
Judging by his roommate's expression, getting something for free wasn't enough. He had to get a certain number of them, or else he seemed to feel cheated.
"Slap!" Song He casually tossed the notebooks onto the table, pulled open a drawer, and took out two phones.
Yuan Guang very sensibly sat to one side, opened a bag of chips, and prepared to watch an exciting game livestream!
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