"Yanran, what's wrong with you? Still, you look like you're out of your soul. You couldn't... You couldn't really have fallen for that underachiever Lin Feng, could you?"
As Qin Yanran's deskmate and best friend, Hong Fangfang was also quite repressed by Qin Yanran, the super-top student, who had been repeatedly distracted in class today. In her heart, she was beginning to worry that Qin Yanran had truly developed feelings for Lin Feng.
"No... Fangfang, what are you... what are you talking about randomly? I... I was just thinking... Lin Feng saved me this morning; I should at least thank him, right? Otherwise... that would be so impolite!"
The somewhat guilty Qin Yanran quickly denied it. Having just turned eighteen, the youthful Qin Yanran had been the top student in her class from childhood, the treasure in her teachers' hands, devoting almost all her time and energy to studying.
