"I knew her, but she didn't know me. We used to go to the same school," Liu Zhiqiang answered honestly.
Mr. Sheng slightly loosened his grip on the wine glass, naturally.
"The same school? Then we must be schoolmates," Ji Liunian interjected out of curiosity, "Which year and class were you in?"
"Year three, class B. Gu Lanshan was in year three, class A." As Liu Zhiqiang mentioned Gu Lanshan, his eyes lit up. He seemed to have drunk a bit too much, as he continued to speak, "Thinking back to those days, who didn't know Gu Lanshan at school? She wasn't just beautiful, but also an excellent student. Ninety percent of the boys in the school had a crush on her, and to judge how impressive a boy was, you had to see if he spoke to Gu Lanshan."