Zhang Xiaomeng nodded. He wasn't particularly interested in things like camp cooking, but since the direction indicated by Compass was just below, he still wanted to check it out.
When Zhang Xiaomeng and the other two reached the ice, their classmates took notice of him.
At first, they thought the class president had encountered some issue, so the boys from the class all gathered around.
But when they realized it was Zhang Xiaomeng and an unknown beautiful girl, everyone finally relaxed.
"Xiaomeng, you're here," they greeted Zhang Xiaomeng one after another.
It's said that one does not slap a smiling face. Zhang Xiaomeng's family had been very poor when he was young, so these classmates naturally looked down on him. Although they still looked down on him in their hearts, they no longer showed it on the surface.
Zhang Xiaomeng also greeted everyone in turn.
"You must be Wang Song, getting more robust by the day."
