Before the third class in the morning.
Dong Qingfeng returned to Class 8 and cut the Black Plum, handing it to Jiang Ning.
"What's this?" Jiang Ning asked.
Dong Qingfeng's expression shifted: "Mr. Guo gave it to you."
"Thanks for running the errand." Jiang Ning expressed gratitude.
Always proud, Dong Qingfeng's face was somewhat stiff at the moment, and he numbly returned to his seat.
The warning bell rang.
Wu Xiaoqi's music played out from his pants pocket, and he dribbled a basketball along to the beat as he entered the classroom, kicking up dust on the floor, embodying an ash basketball player with an unbeatable style.
Zhang Yifei was eating steamed dumplings, and she immediately cursed: "Wu Xiaoqi, has water gotten into your brain?"
Wu Xiaoqi wasn't intimidated by her at all; instead, he dribbled the basketball to her side, intentionally causing trouble.
