The Technology Support is absolutely something Gu Tong has worn out through handling, and is a close partner in her battles. Anyone might abandon her, but not this cold, lifeless trainee device.
"Four more minutes!"
Lan Siming glanced at the watch on his wrist, but his voice carried no emotion, as if issuing an eviction notice.
He wouldn't show lenience just because this was someone Li Yan had special care for. On the contrary, he needed to observe even more closely.
He had confidence in Li Yan's judgment, and he was reluctant to believe that the person Li Yan recommended would be just ordinary. He hoped not to be disappointed.
Gu Tong didn't move but picked up various scattered components on the table, as if toying with them. The familiar sensation pressed into her palm, reminding her of their real existence.
"Three more minutes!"
Lan Siming felt puzzled by Gu Tong's actions, and his mind surged with a sense of denial. Could it be that she really didn't know anything?
