Lai Jielun's disappearance this time was not long, only five days in total. When he returned, Lai Jielun was wearing that down jacket from the Beijing Film Academy, carrying three more in his hands. From a distance, he looked as if he were engulfed by a mobile black down mountain.
After he placed the three down jackets on their respective desks, the enormous down jackets also engulfed Liu Chen and Ren Mo, who were sitting on their chairs.
"Try them on quickly. Sister Chen is amazing! These down jackets are so warm. You have no idea how cold it is in Beijing. It's already warming up here, but when I went to Beijing, it snowed when I landed. The next morning, I almost froze my face into an ice block!"
Liu Chen, taking off his
Zhou Wan bent down and picked up his phone. Looking at the text version of Penguin Farm displayed on the screen, Zhou Wan quickly scanned the text. It was about harvesting crops?
He became even angrier! As a dignified teacher, he was lecturing, and you weren't listening, instead playing a harvesting game on your phone!
"You, if you don't want to study, then go home. When you get home, you can go and do some real farming!"