"Okay." Gu Yu nodded and then walked to the position indicated by the Chinese teacher with his backpack in tow.
All the eyes of the class followed him to his seat, but before Gu Yu sat down, his gaze drifted in Tang Yuran's direction.
"Youyou, Youyou, I feel... that new student seems to be looking at me!" He Jiaqi tugged at Tang Yuran's sleeve and whispered with a lovestruck expression.
Tang Yuran couldn't help but laugh and shook off her hand, "Come on, don't flatter yourself. He's clearly looking at me, okay."
"Then he's looking at both of us, happy now??" He Jiaqi held her cheeks in her hands, her eyes brimming with hearts as she said, "He's so handsome, so much more handsome than the heartthrob from the next class."
"So, are you going to confess to him??" Tang Yuran couldn't help but ask with a mischievous smile.
"Hey, stop it, am I that kind of person?" He Jiaqi burst into giggles in response.
