The next day, in class.
He Yanzhi and Little Qi acted like nothing had happened. It was as if the incident at the billiard hall never took place. One slept, while the other packed her stationery.
At noon, the new transfer student took her lunchbox and sat in the seat in front of He Yanzhi. Then, she reached to the back and poked him on the shoulder. "Yanzhi... I personally made you a lunchbox."
He Yanzhi did not respond.
Little Qi watched the show.
"Yanzhi, take a look. You'll definitely like it."
He Yanzhi still did not respond.
Little Qi curled her lips and continued watching the show.
An Ruoli did not give up and continued to poke He Yanzhi on the back. Finally, he exploded, so he stood up impatiently and looked at her. "Give it to me..."
An Ruoli was pleasantly surprised and quickly handed over her satisfactory piece of work. However, the next second, the lunchbox was sent to the seat behind.
