When Luo Ye was home alone, he tended to do some strange things.
For example, right now, an online class was playing in front of him while he had already opened a shopping app on his phone, ready to buy something.
If Senior Qin saw what he was buying, she would probably beat him up. But life was long—if he did not court death a few times, it would be far too boring.
That was right. What Luo Ye was looking at was a miraculous means of transportation.
It was not an electric scooter, much less a bicycle, but an electric wheelchair.
Luo Ye felt that whoever had invented electric wheelchairs was a fucking genius.
This thing's target customers were not limited to people with mobility issues. There were also young people who were lazy to the extreme.
And Luo Ye, whose mind often came up with bizarre ideas.
Buy it today, receive it tomorrow. That was JD's delivery speed.
Having bought the electric wheelchair, Luo Ye could already imagine Senior Qin's "surprised" expression when it arrived tomorrow.
Just then, Professor Li Ping, who was teaching on the computer screen, suddenly received a phone call.
"Students, we'll stop here for today. I just received notice that there's been a COVID patient in my residential complex, and I've now become a close contact."
After saying that, he ended the online class.
Staring at the black computer screen in front of him, Luo Ye froze.
The other students were also flooding the comment section on the right with question marks.
Fortunately, Professor Li Ping did not live in the Family Building and was some distance away from Jiang University, so it would not affect Luo Ye's side.
He breathed a sigh of relief. If it had been a teacher living in the