C1622 Help Her out

Edward Dixon looked at the determined and sad face in front of him. He felt like laughing for some reason. That's right, and it was a kind of unbearable laughter.

Zoey Clarke looked at the man's ice-cold face and smiled. She glared at him. "I'm not joking. I told you to be serious. I want to transfer to another class. I don't want to attend your class."

"Zoey Clarke