Unfortunately, Zhou Yuwen was not among these people.
Zheng Yanyan found it strange. Was the dance she had just performed not enticing enough?
She turned her head to look.
To her surprise, Zhou Yuwen was sitting with Shen Yu, laughing and talking about something.
Seeing the two of them chatting so happily, Zheng Yanyan felt a surge of anger and decided not to sit in the front row anymore. She directly ran over and sat down next to Zhou Yuwen and Shen Yu.
With an annoyed tone, she asked, "What are you talking about? Having that much fun?"
"No, why did you come over?" Zhou Yuwen asked curiously.
"Hmph!"
Zheng Yanyan snorted and asked, "Did you watch my dance just now?"
"Yes, I watched."
"How did it feel?"
"It was pretty good."
"That's it?"
"Isn't that enough? Well, I'll give a deeper critique then. The dance was pretty 'white'," Zhou Yuwen said, glancing at Zheng Yanyan's long legs under her pleated skirt while smiling.
