Hearing the excitent in Yuan Yuan’s tone, Lai Nuannuan felt even heavier.
Quickly retracting her gaze, she dared not look at Huo Tianci again and instead said to Yuan Yuan, "The teacher’s here, stop looking. Maybe you just felt wrong?"
"Impossible! He was definitely looking at . The school handso is really so good-looking, much more handso than those guys I saw on a blind date! If he confesses to , should I accept or not?"
Lai Nuannuan felt even more upset hearing this.
Yuan Yuan has her eyes on Huo Tianci?
What’s so good about this lousy guy?
Feeling increasingly jealous of Huo Tianci, Lai Nuannuan forced a smile, "We’ll see then. What if you’re mistaken, wouldn’t it be awkward?"
Yuan Yuan nodded and said, "You’re right, but if the school handso likes , he’s bound to confess eventually." Yuan Yuan said with utmost confidence.
At this mont, Huo Tianci, after Lai Nuannuan retracted her gaze, quickly scanned the people around him.
The Introduction Maoism class was a large lecture, held in a big classroom, usually attended by students from the sa departnt together, but because there were too many students, they had to be divided into several classes. Moreover, since the teachers of the two departnts were the sa, that’s why Huo Tianci was taking the class together with the School of Arts students.
And in the previous classes, he noticed that Qianxun was actually in the sa class as him.
But since he and Qianxun had a "fallout," he naturally didn’t dare to greet her or anything.
However, although he told Mo Tianji that he had moved on from Qianxun, when the mont ca, he couldn’t help but instinctively search for a glimpse of her.
Not seeing Qianxun, Huo Tianci looked back down, pretending to be absorbed in his book, but feeling inexplicably disappointed inside.
Why didn’t she co to class today? Did sothing happen?
...
While Huo Tianci was absent-mindedly reading, Xia Yanran had already walked over with a smile to the student next to Huo Tianci, smiling and wanting to swap seats.
The other student, also a girl, naturally refused Xia Yanran’s request, as it was a rare stroke of luck to sit in the sa row as the school handso.
But at that mont, Xia Yanran directly pulled out a stack of pink Grandpa Mao bills.
The girl’s expression froze instantly.
"Is this enough?" Xia Yanran said casually.
The girl swallowed, finally choosing to succumb to the power of money, "This is what you insisted on giving , right? I’ll reluctantly accept it then!"
With that, she sandwiched the thick stack of Grandpa Mao bills into her Introduction Maoism book and happily got up to leave.
Can’t help it, her family was poor!
The feeling of being showered with money by a rich person... actually feels great.
Sumr Yanran sat down next to Huo Tianci as expected and then started talking to him softly, "Imperial Brother, I know you don’t rember anything right now, but you just need to know that I’m your sister. I won’t harm you. Trust ."
Huo Tianci didn’t even lift his eyelids, just turned a page in his book.
Seeing this, Xia Yanran persistently continued to talk to him.
Since it was a large lecture hall, there were inevitably so low whispers, but overall, the classroom was quite peaceful.
Soon, the Introduction Maoism’s Teacher started asking questions.
"Which student is willing to co up and answer this question?"
At this mont, Huo Tianci suddenly looked up and pointed at Xia Yanran beside him, "Teacher, she is willing."
Xia Yanran: ???
I didn’t, I wasn’t, don’t say that!
I didn’t even hear what he was babbling about, how would I answer the question?
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