Qin Xin casually opened her phone.
A short video began playing in front of everyone.
So classmates imdiately recognized it:
"Hey, aren’t these the shaless wannabe internet celebrities from Class 1, dancing that ridiculous striptease dance!"
"Ugh, what a disgrace. University students stooping to this just for attention!"
"Look at them making those faces, it’s disgusting. Plus, their figures are so bad, not even close to the charming guys on TikTok, thumbs down!"
"Gou Dachun, the ntor of Class 1, has been so worried about this recently that his hair turned grey. The video can’t be completely deleted, it’s everywhere..."
"Sister Xin, why are you showing us this?"
Everyone was puzzled.
Qin Xin spoke indifferently, "It’s nothing. It’s just that these guys were a bit disrespectful to my desk mate a couple of days ago. So, you see their fate."
In an instant,
the classroom fell silent.
All the students turned to look at Yao Dazhuang.
Yao Dazhuang was gasping for air.
What did the ugly freak an by that?
Does it an if you ss with Huo Zhen, you’ll end up being posted on TikTok dancing like that???
The video spread all over the internet, the kind you can’t even delete?!
What kind of terrifying trick is this?
Yao Dazhuang, Yu Xiaochun, and the others turned around and left dejectedly, not daring to stay a second longer in front of Huo Zhen.
It’s terrifying, the ugly freak is hard enough to handle, and now there’s another ugly one backed by the freak. How can they have any good days in Class 2?
No, we have to find so backing...
The quiet classroom, after a few seconds of silence, erupted into a lively clamour:
"Sister Xin, I want to be your desk mate too!"
"Sister Xin, can I bring my little stool over and sit by you? I promise I won’t disturb you!"
"Sister Xin, please take care of !"
Qin Xin waved her hand and shooed away these little troublemakers.
Huo Zhen was still standing there in a daze, his long legs awkwardly placed against the desk, not knowing where to put them.
Qin Xin thought it was because the broken desk scared him, so she smiled apologetically, "Sorry, I couldn’t control my temper just now. Um, I’ll have soone clean it up later..."
Before she could finish,
she saw the boy suddenly blush, bend over quickly, and extend his long arms into the desk to search.
Then, when his arm ca out, his palm was full of dication.
All were the rare CE75, a special dicine for alleviating Tourette syndro!
Qin Xin: "..."
Huo Zhen shyly and earnestly said, moving his lips, "All for you..."
Qin Xin: "..."
Seeing her not taking it, a hint of disappointnt and self-doubt gradually appeared on Huo Zhen’s face, "Is it still not enough..."
Qin Xin helplessly held her forehead, "It’s not that, I already have so. I don’t need it for now."
The batch of dicine Mr. Nalan sent to Qin Xiaoshuang is enough for a month.
How could she take this life-saving dicine from her desk mate?
Huo Zhen silently withdrew his hand.
Even though Qin Xin explained the reason for refusing, he still felt dejected, feeling useless, his eyelids drooping as if losing their shine.
Oh no, did she hurt the little guy’s self-esteem?
Qin Xin belatedly realized this, and nervously fiddled with the flower ring on her finger.
She wanted to redy the situation, "What’s your na?"
Huo Zhen: "..."
The light in his eyes seed to dim further.
She didn’t even rember his na.
Facing her silent and slightly fragile desk mate, Qin Xin didn’t know how to communicate.
This little guy is more sensitive than a girl.
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