Qian Dechun didn't say anything, struggling to squat down to pick up his book and patting it, he hunched over and left the classroom.
The other students acted as if they didn't see him, busying themselves with their own matters.
Yang Kai watched his retreating figure, hands in his pockets as he snickered.
"Hmph, an old traitor wants to attend our class? Pah..."
As soon as he turned around, he saw Lin Anning approaching, and his eyes lit up instantly.
"Lin student, when did you get here? Oh man, didn't anyone tell you? You don't need to attend that old traitor's class. Did you see that hunchback? It's because he was beaten into that shape."
"Right, the other day after school, why did you run so fast? You disappeared as soon as you left the school gate. I searched for a long time. Don't leave so quickly today. I'll give you a ride home on my motorcycle..."
Hearing about his motorcycle, a look of envy appeared on the faces of the classmates.
