Kendall follows the road signs, holds his textbooks, adjusts his glasses, wears white short sleeves and jeans, and heads to Isabella's business school.
Compared with the flamboyant, sexy, confident, or cute female college students around, Kendall's dress is very inconspicuous. It belongs to the category that the brain will automatically delete and ignore at a glance.
This played into Kendall's hands.
She just wants to spend this exchange student life quietly, and wait for the release of the new trial task by the way.
A pair of sisters approached,
Girl A, "Honey, how was your weekend?"
Girl B, "It's great, how about you, little bitch."
Girl A, "It's great too, how about a new manicure after class? My thirteenth boyfriend doesn't like my current color."
Girl B, "Oh, no, he's really blind."
They were chatting and saw Kendall passing by.
Girl A raised her eyebrows, "Who is she, a transfer student? An exchange student?"
