Speak of the devil. Just as Zheng Lingling returned to her seat, Zhu Baoguo came back with a sullen look on his face. "Xiao Qiao, have you really decided to choose humanities class? Clearly, you're able to do so well in your science subjects. You achieved full marks for almost all of them. Don't you think it's a pity if you don't study in the science class? Did Teacher Liu have a chat with you on this?"
"No." Qiao Nan shook her head. "My grades for science subjects are good, but I've never fared badly in my humanities subjects either. Hence, Teacher Liu has no issues regarding which course I opt to go to."
Zhu Baoguo knitted his brows. There was a flash in his eyes. It was apparent that Zhu Baoguo was in a dilemma at this juncture. "Alright, humanities then. So be it."
