No Reward

"Ruoruo! You do this spreadsheet."

Long Jin and Song Ruo were working together in the Student Union office.

Both of them had joined the Student Union. Especially Song Ruo—with her qualifications, the Student Union had never demanded anything of her.

But whenever she worked, Long Jin had to accompany her.

"Senior Sister Yu, will the Sports Meet tomorrow still involve any work for our Student Union?"

"No. Tomorrow's group events and the teachers' sports meet have nothing to do with us. We're spectators too, so we just need to watch."

After saying that, Yu Qiuyu looked at Song Ruo and asked curiously, "How do you usually follow along in class?"

When Yu Qiuyu's gaze suddenly turned toward her, Song Ruo wore a blank expression.

Seeing this, Yu Qiuyu repeated herself, but Song Ruo still looked blank. She seemed to be thinking, though.

A moment later, she figured out the rough meaning from Yu Qiuyu's lip movements and expression. She took out her phone and pointed at one of its functions.

[Voice-to-text.]

She always sat in the front row during class, and the voice-to-text function was very friendly for people like her.

University teachers nowadays enunciated very clearly. Other than some older professors who could not speak standard Mandarin and only spoke dialects, there was no problem with the rest.

What was more, like Long Jin, she was in the Literature Department. The teachers there naturally spoke very standard Mandarin, and Song Ruo had yet to encounter a teacher who did not enunciate clearly.

Although her comprehension was a little slower, her mind worked quite quickly, and she could easily understand what the teachers said.

"Song Ruo, you're so pretty. Have you ever dated anyone?"

Song Ruo did not understand, so Long Jin beside her conveyed the meaning in