Qiao Yu shook his head, ignoring the mindless robot outside babbling nonsense, and took his meal into the room.
"Already made a friend as soon as you arrived?" Lan Jie, who also heard the conversation outside, asked.
"Friend?" Qiao Yu glanced at Lan Jie, thinking this good guy is probably just suited for school. Society is treacherous, not fit for someone so steeped in academia.
"Huh?" Lan Jie was a bit puzzled.
"Just chatted a bit, how can that be considered a friend? But that little fatty is quite cheerful. Oh, right, a teacher accompanied him next door, I heard him call out to Teacher Qu." Qiao Yu replied casually.
