Bai Chuwei glanced at the newcomer and suddenly asked with a smile, "Is your lisp better?"
Ning Yumeng's face turned bright red, and her hands subconsciously clutched the book she was holding tightly, angrily glaring at Bai Chuwei.
This was her humiliation.
Ever since the welcome party, when she carelessly called out Bai Chuwei's name, she had developed a lisp and it remained despite visiting many dental clinics to no avail.
It took over half a month for her lisp to heal on its own.
Speaking with a lisp was her biggest mental shadow, and Bai Chuwei had casually pointed it out.
Ning Yumeng huffed and said, "Say whatever you want, just make sure you don't blame the textbook for your own lack of knowledge in your major!"
Even if there really were issues with the textbook, that would only be confirmed by future archaeological discoveries, and it certainly wasn't Bai Chuwei's place to claim there were errors in the textbook.
"Hey, make way."
