Chapter Ninety-Six: No Drag at All 96

In the afternoon, the seniors have no classes, and after a while, after lunchtime, they should contact themselves.

But speaking of this, Xia Luoshu thought of another question, the two of them have time, it doesn't mean that the tutor has time.

Summer woman online bald.

Gu Yibei's message was sent on time before the start of the first class in the afternoon.

made an appointment to meet in the staff office building, and Gu Yibei was already waiting when he went.

The tall, young and handsome boy leaned his back against the wall, a thin stack of papers in his hand, and stood up straight at the sight of her, showing a gentle smile.

"You're here, so let's go over."

Charlotte raised some of the things she had put together, and then raised her own questions.

"I've also compiled some of the information, but when we pass this time, will the mentor be there? I'm one of those people who don't look for mentors when they have nothing to do, and I don't care that much about that. ”

Gu Yibei looked down at her, "I have the information of the tutor here, and I am familiar with the tutor, so this is not a problem." Don't worry, I'm still very reliable. ”

"You have always been reliable." Xia Luoshu still recognizes this very much, at least during the time he has been with Gu Yibei, he has not seen anything unreliable about him, this sentence is indeed very true.

It was still Gu Yibei who took the lead, and the two knocked on the office door of Han Wuzhi's old Han, but it was clean inside, only Lao Han was sitting at the table alone and didn't know what he was studying.

"Old Han." As soon as he entered the door, Gu Yibei screamed.

The door was opened with permission to come in, so Han Wuzhi was not too surprised, but when he saw that it was Gu Yibei and Xia Luoshu, he still had a surprised expression with a very face, and by the way, he gave a pleasant greeting of surprise.

"Yo, why are you two here, what's wrong." Han Wuzhi glanced up at the two of them and lowered his head, Gu Yibei still sat down very consciously.

Put the things in your hands on the table, turn them quietly, and open your phone from time to time to look at something.

Xia Luoshu is more obedient and has been looking at her phone since she sat down.

Han Wuzhi can put down his hand now, and there will definitely not be someone who will come and continue to do it, first, Gu Yibei and they are not in a hurry, and it will not be a big deal if they think about it.

Second, what he is doing now is still very important, hurry up for some time, and he has to send out the results as soon as possible.

However, it won't take too long now, and the results may be available in less than five minutes.

Besides, Gu Yibei, this kid, is not an ordinary consciousness when he comes here, as for the little girl Xia Luoshu, with his understanding, she has experienced so many times, plus Gu Yibei is supporting her, it is not a big problem.

Five minutes passed in a hurry, Han Wuzhi sorted out the things in his hand and pulled out a piece of paper from his hand.

"You two wait a minute, I'll write a short summary, and I'll find someone to send it over."

"Do you want us to help deliver it?" Gu Yibei came to him, but he didn't look at it.

Han Wuzhi shook his head, his hands did not stop.

"That's not necessary, I've already notified, someone will come and pick it up later." It didn't take time, it wasn't the usual short, it was done quickly, and there was a knock at the door very cooperatively.

Gu Yibei got up and opened the door, and took a look at the person outside the door, and his face was as calm as changing his face in an instant.

It's a little girl.

The little girl smiled sweetly, gave the stranger a nod and smile, and then went directly to Han Wuzhi's side.

"Teacher Han, I'll pick up something." Han Wuzhi went straight to the thing he had just written on his desk.

"You're here in time, I just finished it, there is a problem, you can talk about it after you read it, you can change it yourself first."

"Thank you, Mr. Han." Bending down to thank you, picking up your things, turning around and leaving the office, not dragging your feet at all.