Xia Luo had just taken his seat.
Ma Dongmei immediately asked:
"Xia Luo, I heard you went to Shencheng to invest. Did you make any money?"
"Stop being sarcastic."
Xia Luo was exhausted. "I don't feel like talking to you right now."
"Heh."
Ma Dongmei chuckled. "Your business has spread all over campus by now. You've got some nerve. I told you to put your money in the bank and live off the interest, but you refused. Now you've ended up with nothing. You got nothing at all. That's what you call trying to be clever and only fooling yourself."
After being lectured by Ma Dongmei.
Xia Luo's face darkened.
Ma Dongmei continued:
"The National College Entrance Examination is coming up. It's an exam that determines your fate. From what I can see, you haven't prepared for anything. Aren't you planning to go work right after graduating from high school?"
"How much better are you than me?"
"Better than you, no matter what."
Ma Dongmei genuinely thought Xia Luo was hopeless. His brain clearly wasn't working right. He had been acting like a lunatic lately. How had he dared to take on five million in debt?
And she had heard it was all because of the plagiarism incident.
How could he do something like that?
Ma Dongmei really wanted to know the reason.
Unfortunately, Xia Luo refused to say anything, so she could only let it go.
After thinking for a moment, she took out a novel and went to ask Ding Ling for an autograph.
It was the eighth volume of Ghost Blows Out the Light.
It was incredibly addictive.
It had sold more than ten million copies.
Especially after Ding Ling's reputation as a genius teenage author spread throughout the country, his books became even easier to sell.