"What's going on over there?"
Hearing this, Yang Qiming curled his lips.
"Showing off."
Although he looked down on Sun Zhicheng, after making peace, he couldn't provoke him again for no reason.
So he had to focus his attention on his female desk mate. Thinking that there's only a month left, there was still a lot to be achieved.
Even if he hadn't had a decent romance in senior year, ending with singing "Your Desk Mate" wasn't bad at all.
Maybe, it would even move her.
"How's your revision going?"
"Hmm? It's okay, I guess." Ding Qiulan was surprised and added, "Physics is a bit hard, can't understand it."
Yang Qiming laughed heartily, exuding confidence.
"Honestly, I don't get it either, haha! Looks like we're two of a kind, don't you think?"
Upon hearing this, Ding Qiulan looked disgruntled.
"What kind?"
"Well...." Yang Qiming realized he misspoke, and sweat broke out on his forehead. Suddenly, a light bulb went off.
"Great minds think alike!"
Ding Qiulan: "...."
