The First to Disagree
This time, he did not look away.
The young man was tall and thin. Even when he sat there, he was taller than the others. His height advantage was quite obvious.
His posture had always been casual.
She leaned lazily against the wall, one arm supporting the table, her head slightly tilted back, and the line of her neck was very beautiful.
That pair of light brown eyes always had a gentle expression, but also a cold and distant feeling.
It was only when he looked at her that he would be tainted with a doting and indulgent light.
Jiang Lingzhi also forgot to look away.
Just like that, everyone in the classroom looked at him.
On the podium, Hao Weiwu returned to the main topic after expressing his longing for everyone.
He asked about the seat adjustment.
"Is there anyone else who needs to change seats? If not, we'll arrange our seats like this for this semester."