Qin Xin glanced at Huo Zhen without asking or exposing his emotional change, and instead poured him a bowl of calming and sleep-inducing soup: "Xiangxiang made a lot today, don't waste it, drink up."
Ao Xinghao looked enviously: "Xin, I also want some soup."
He acted like a child competing for attention!
Qin Xin was speechless: "Xiangxiang, grab him a bowl of the two-yuan winter melon soup from the cafeteria!"
Xiangxiang suppressed her laughter: "Okay!"
Ao Xinghao let out a wail that even made Song Anjing, who had been gloomy earlier, laugh.
In the midst of laughter, it was Hu Yi who carefully noticed Huo Zhen's odd mood: "Hey, kid, why are you sulking? You were third in frog dissection earlier, right? Your rabbit cutting skills were pretty slick too, third place as well? Even better than Qin Wenrou, what's there to be upset about? I'm down in third-to-last place, did I complain..."
He had been watching every move that Qin Xin made, leaving no room for his own experiments.
