Yan Ruyu complimented Li Xiaoqiang as the class leader of Class Seven, which made the cheeky Li Xiaoqiang feel a bit embarrassed. He stretched out his hand and scratched the back of his head, saying, "Well, class belle, don't talk about me like that, it makes me shy."
Yan Ruyu and the few sisters beside her burst into giggles upon hearing Li Xiaoqiang's words. Yan Ruyu stared at Li Xiaoqiang and blinked, saying with a laugh, "We sisters were just talking at noon today, thinking that Li Xiaoqiang was a bookworm. It turns out you have quite a sense of humor."
Li Xiaoqiang replied with a smile, "It's okay, it's okay."
Then Yan Ruyu kept her gaze on Li Xiaoqiang, "Follow your sister tomorrow, and I'll protect you."
So everyone headed toward the teaching building.
Just as they arrived in front of the teaching building, they saw Liu Zhendong, with a few underlings from his class, lounging at the entrance, holding a bouquet of roses.
