A woman's voice took over the microphone; it was Luo Xi's mother, Mo Wanlan.
"Mom, this guy is quite strange. On the surface, he's always making jokes and never serious, yet he gets along well with everyone in the class, both boys and girls."
At this point, Luo Xi suddenly remembered something and added, "Also, when he talks, he kind of sounds like Dad?"
"What do you mean he sounds like your dad?"
Mo Wanlan was taken aback; her daughter's words were a bit baffling.
"It's like he doesn't say much, but somehow he always manages to immediately grab people's attention."
Luo Xi explained simply.
"How could that be possible? No college student could speak at your dad's level!"
Granny Luo naturally didn't believe it.
Her husband was a high-ranking official in the finance department, known for his mastery of the art of diplomacy and eloquence. Comparing any male student from her daughter's class to him seemed far-fetched.
