Chapter 429: Chapter 429 He is unwilling
“It’s over…”
The mont she stepped in, Luo ngng felt her scalp tingle as she struggled to co up with a perfect excuse.
Should she say that she encountered a blind old lady on the way and helped her ho, which made her late?
Or claim that she found ten thousand yuan and handed it to the police, causing the delay?
Would the horoom teacher believe her if she really said that?
While Luo ngng was wildly imagining these scenarios, Gu Zhihan had already given his report.
“Reporting.”
As soon as his voice touched down, the horoom teacher on the lecture stand halted her pen, about to scold the student daring enough to be late, but when she saw it was Gu Zhihan, her face full of anger instantly vanished. Not only did she refrain from lecturing him, but she also nodded gently in his direction, “Co in, but don’t you dare be late again.”
That tone was just like a mother’s.
Luo ngng was dumbfounded.
“Aren’t you going?” Gu Zhihan was already halfway in when he noticed Luo ngng still standing at the entrance, daydreaming. He couldn’t help but go back and drag her with him.
“Oh… oh…” Luo ngng quickly followed.
It wasn’t until she was seated that she took a long breath of relief.
Lucky for her, she had entered with Gu Zhihan. Otherwise, she would surely have been publicly criticized and sent to stand outside for the class.
“Chun ng!” At that mont, Tong Mo from the seat diagonally opposite threw a note at her.
Probably because the owner of the note was used to tossing them, it landed perfectly on the desk.
Luo ngng unfolded it and read—
[Did you see Tao Zhixu from Class One campaigning for votes, shalessly exploiting his looks?]
How could ngng not have seen it!
Her tardiness this morning was, in fact, indirectly due to him.
Luo ngng covered her mouth with her hand and replied directly, “Saw it.”
“Then why didn’t you get Gu Zhihan to campaign like that?”
Tong Mo had just finished asking when the bell for the end of class rang. Not wasting any ti, she rushed over to Luo ng’s desk.
“He didn’t want to…” Luo ngng glanced at Gu Zhihan before helplessly shrugging at Tong Mo, then briefly related the morning’s events to her.
“Just a few photos with a bare chest; you’re not that stingy, are you?” Tong Mo, worried he wouldn’t beco president and grant her a small official post, was putting all her energy into persuading her. “If you don’t want to go topless, you can take photos with clothes on!”
“Yeah, yeah, can we take photos with clothes on, Gu Zhihan?” ngng quickly echoed, her eyes filled with anticipation as she looked at him.
“This…” Gu Zhihan stopped the pen in his hand, pondering as he looked at the two, and finally, he nodded helplessly, “Alright, fine.”
“That’s great!”
Tong Mo and Luo ngng gave each other a high five.
Then they both took out their phones from their pockets and started to snap away at his handso face.
The eighteen-year-old boy was seated at a desk scattered with books, his features sharp and beautiful, bathed in the gentle morning light filtering through the glass window, softening the lines of his face. He held a black ballpoint pen in his fair, slender fingers, his brow furrowed as if deeply engrossed in writing sothing.
Even though he wasn’t really posing, just casually going about his usual business, every angle seed to co straight out of a well-shot TV drama, effortlessly pleasing to the eye.
Just like the male protagonist in the latest hit campus drama.
And he didn’t even need any filters or photo editing…
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