After he had parked and returned, he saw Luo Mengmeng waving at him, "Honey, come here, we're in the same class, Grade 7 (1)!"
"Hmm..."
Gu Zhihan picked up the backpack hanging from the handlebar and slung it over his back, casually pocketing his other hand, as he walked over indifferently. Dressed in a white shirt and black trousers, and with his broad shoulders and long legs, his ethereal aura was like a refreshing breeze in the midst of a scorching summer, attracting the attention of many girls.
However, he continued walking as if he heard nothing.
Luo Mengmeng trotted up to him like a bunny and followed him toward the direction of the academic building, continuing to chat as they walked, "And Tong Mo and Lu Zichen are also in our class, can you believe it?"
"That is quite a coincidence," although Gu Zhihan was agreeing with her, his voice remained flat, as if he wouldn't care even if the President were in his class.
"You're really taking it easy..."
