Chapter 79: She had perfected demonstrated what guilty conscience looks like. (4)

Chapter 79: She had perfected demonstrated what guilty conscience looks like. (4)

Gu Xi noticed that the two of them seemed to know each other.

When the two of them started chatting among themselves, Gu Shao logged out of the group chat and got ready for bed.

As for the meeting that 3A had mentioned, Gu Xi had decided against it after some thought.

She worried that they would find out that she was just a noob who hasnt even graduated high school yet and didnt want her on their team.

That being said, Gu Nian started planning in her head that she needed to bring up her level of technicality. Ideally, she would be able to get her hands on some professional books or sit in some courses and learn them in a systematic manner.

Gu Xi had fallen asleep as she contemplated.

On the other side, inside the study, Gu Shao were reading the documents on Gu Xi.

***

At this very moment, Gu Shao had, in his hand, another essay by Gu Xi.

It was an essay for the mid-term examination. This one, along with those from a few other students, were selected by the school as samples for the others.

The title was Home.

Gu Shao looked at the title for a few seconds before he continued to read the content.

It was still her neat and feminine handwriting with a few paragraphs in the middle that attracted his attention.

***

Next to her, Gu Shaos look turned solemn when he noticed that Gu Xi had been staring at her cellphone.

Dont read on your cellphone in the car, said Gu Shao.

Over the last few days, Gu Xi had somewhat gotten used to Gu Shaos solemnness and would not get as nervous as she used to. She still, however, stuck her tongue out and put her phone away docilely after he had said that.

Gu Shao looked away from her upon seeing that.

After a little while, Gu Shao asked suddenly, You wanted to join NTN Technology Center?

Gu Nian, ! ! !

That came to her as a shock.

Gu Shao had found out? He read that essay of her?

Gu Xis face froze. Had there been a hole on the bottom of the car, she very much would like to crawl inside and bury herself in there.

There was nothing wrong with the essay. It was just too embarrassing.

Gu Xi couldnt quite describe why she felt that way. It sort of felt like a child writing something to the effect of I love Mommy and Daddy, My Dad is so might, or My Mom is so pretty, etc. and didnt think anything would find out but later on discovered that their parents had been checking on their diaries every day.

Or that they had been texting their idols every day thinking that they would not read them at all but just to say them to make themselves feel better and, lo and behold, the idol replied to them one day