"Ah, my Zhang Fan is so awesome, oh my god!"
"Silence, you lovesick fool above, Zhang Fan is mine."
"All of you shut up, Zhang Fan belongs to the senior girls."
A group of girls stared at the severely deformed metal table on the ground, their eyes sparkling with stars.
"No, I have to declare war on Ye Xuan. Zhang Fan belongs to the world; whoever gets him wins."
"+1, I'm going to fight for him too!"
Nobody paid any attention to these infatuated girls. Instead, they urged, "Hurry up, we want high-definition group photos."
"Damn it, I'm going up to the fifth floor, even if it means my parents are called in, I'll take it."
"I'm coming too!"
Suddenly, more than twenty people darted out of the classroom and ran toward the fifth floor.
"Make way, make way!"
A new group of people pushed aside those clinging to the windows and squeezed their heads through.
"How about it, why don't you give it a try?" Zhang Fan sneered, then dragged over a table and pushed it in front of Qi Lin.
