Ouyang Huihui had invited everyone to dinner at a place called "Donglai Seafood Market," which was a bit far from the school, about five kilometers away.
Such a seafood market, with fairly high prices for average students, naturally wouldn't be near the school, but Cao Jianhui, who always had his ear to the ground, still knew of such a place.
Luo Ziling didn't know about this place, but he had another idea in his mind.
If this place was good, he'd take Yang Qingyin there for some seafood next time.
After classes in the afternoon, Cao Jianhui, Li Fuming, and Wu Longjiang immediately started to dress up, putting on their nicest clothes and hogging the mirror for a long time, wanting to look their most handsome.
Seeing the trio like this, Luo Ziling couldn't help but laugh inwardly.
He lay on his bed, and after chatting with Yang Qingyin on WeChat for twenty minutes, the three guys still weren't ready.
