Luo Mengmeng just happened to be the one who had received only a few classmates' yearbooks.
Gu Zhihan, on the other hand, had received a thick stack of them.
Luo Mengmeng measured them and discovered that the stack was even thicker than her Chinese book. She couldn't help but gasp, "Could it be that the whole grade has given you their yearbooks?"
To prove her guess, Luo Mengmeng reached out and flipped through the yearbooks on his desk.
Indeed!
There were some from Class 1, Class 2, Classes 3, 4, 5, 6... up to Class 20, and even some from the first and second year.
And most of them were from girls!
"This…" Luo Mengmeng's mouth twitched uncontrollably as she glanced at him, "With so many yearbooks, how long will it take you to write in all of them?"
After saying this, without waiting for Gu Zhihan to speak, Mengmeng continued, "I think you probably don't want to write in them, right? How about I help you solve this problem?"
