"A dinner gathering sounds great, I'm in too!"
Sheng Zixin, though he wasn't from Class 25, had the cheek to invite himself in from outside.
No one in the class paid him any attention.
Everyone was busy discussing among themselves, some wanted to sing, some craved hot pot, while others were keen on skewers.
"Luoluo, why don't you organize everyone. Now that Lu Mian is our class's stabilizing anchor, you are the senior stand-in. You've really been through a lot, entertaining the people from Era Middle School these days," someone suggested.
As for their class monitor, Bai Fangfei, ever since the Cang Xue audio incident, she had completely lost her spirit. She couldn't care less about anything, sitting at her desk enveloped in gloom, lost in her thoughts.
But everyone knew that she had effectively reached the end of her tenure as the class monitor.
Su Luo wasn't particularly bothered by these issues; she cast a glance at Lu Mian in the corner of the classroom, puzzled.
