Seeing Leng Jian's pale face, she kindly reminded him.
"Don't rely on being young and stay up late often. Over time, it's easy to have health problems. Just look at your pale face now. I'll get you a glass of water." Zhang Lingying put the book in Leng Jian's hand and got up to get water.
By the time she returned with the water, Leng Jian had already recovered quite a bit.
Not daring to say much more to Zhang Lingying, he only urged her to quickly look at the material.
Zhang Lingying was very smart. Her natural high intelligence allowed her to learn everything quickly. After reading the material Leng Jian gave her, she even helped him categorize the information he had just collected.
"I originally thought that programming was an easy thing, but now I realize that you also have to read a lot and memorize a lot of things."
Zhang Lingying spent a day with Leng Jian and collapsed in exhaustion in front of the computer desk.
