Hurriedly walked over with a smile, "Zhou Yuwen, do you still remember me? I'm Xiao Yang, we've met before!"
Zhou Yuwen glanced at Xiao Yang and didn't say a word.
Xiao Yang, excited to reach for Zhou Yuwen's hand, after all, was the vice president of the student council, and he definitely knew about Zhou Yuwen.
Xu Huai said, Zhou Yuwen.
Who cares what the situation is, now he had to cling to Zhou Yuwen's coattails.
But before he could touch Zhou Yuwen, he felt a sudden sharp pain on his left cheek.
"Who the fuck are you to talk to my brother like that?!"
Liu Shuo slapped him, sending Xiao Yang seeing stars again!
Xiao Yang grimaced in pain.
His head spinning, he managed a glance at Zhou Yuwen.
Although, in front of the meaty Liu Shuo, Zhou Yuwen appeared slightly frail, from another angle it seemed that Zhou Yuwen subtly took the center stage.
"Zhou, Zhou Yuwen, quick, save me, I'm Qu Jing!"
