Bullsh*ting Is Not A Good Habit

Lu Zhou could guess the truth on the matter.

He cut off a piece of rib and stuffed it in his mouth.

"Poor kid…"

This world was unfair.

Lu Zhou was lucky to be born in a peaceful country.

Lu Zhou tried to stuff his face, but he could not finish the food. In the end, he gave up.

When he saw the remaining ribs, he said in his heart.

If I knew they would give so much, I would've asked Luo Wenxuan to come with me.

However, the taste…

Is pretty good.

Lu Zhou left the BBQ restaurant and returned to his hotel.

Back at his hotel, he started to sort out his daily notes.

Suddenly, his phone rang.

When Lu Zhou picked up the call, he heard Professor Tang's voice.

"When do you plan on coming back to China? Are you still coming back to University of Jin Ling this year?"