Those men in T-shirts and vests were all bald.
Their egg-like heads glared in the sunlight, which made people's eyes sore.
Su Cha squeezed her eyes a bit and sniffed their stink of sweat, cigarettes, and even body odor while they approached her.
The mixed smell was nauseating in this weather.
Su Cha took a step back to dodge it.
Those loafers were not aware of it. They found Su Cha to be a beautiful girl and exchanged lustful looks with each other.
"Little sister, you have the guts to fight against our younger sister Nuanru, don't you? Come here. Why don't we have a private conversation about life?", said one rascal.
There were some students nearby who were about to leave but stopped.
They lowered their heads and whispered. Yang Nuanru walked slowly out of the crowd.
She saw that Su Cha had been stopped by her people and became a little excited.
She lowered her head, but she could not hide her happy face.