Song Shijia: "..."
After adding him on WeChat, she glanced at Ji Ruofeng’s Monts.
Apart from a few ga results and so study-related pictures, most of them were related to Yun Qiluo.
Even the ten-yuan box lunch Yun Qiluo treated him to a few days ago was flaunted by him from various angles.
As if he was showing off sothing extraordinary.
Confird as Yun Qiluo’s brainless fan.
While eating, Song Shijia casually opened his ga results.
Hmm, not bad at all.
No wonder he could carry their Luo Luo in gas.
But that familiar ID made her pause for a mont.
She rembered Yun Qiluo telling her before that he was that Jing Jing guy from the livestream.
She also looked at his increasingly familiar WeChat avatar, identical to Ji Shen’s.
She couldn’t help but ask him, "Are you a fan of Ji Shen?"
Ji Ruofeng, upon suddenly hearing this, had his hand, which was attentively serving Yun Qiluo dishes, shake.
The dish fell onto the table.
He quickly apologized, "Sorry, Little Sister-in-law, I’ll clean it up for you."
After cleaning, he vaguely replied, "Ah, sort of."
His expression looked very guilty and awkward, and his eyes started to dart around.
Song Shijia was a bit surprised, didn’t expect soone like Ji Ruofeng, a straight-A student, not only played gas well but also followed esports players.
Looks like every guy has an esports dream, huh.
And upon further thinking, since he liked playing gas, it seed only natural.
She had a slightly improved impression of Ji Xiaocao and showed a smile, "I’m also a fan of his."
Song Shijia: As long as you like Ji Shen too, we’re buddies.
Ji Ruofeng stiffened again slightly, laughed dryly, and said, "Is... is that so?"
This reaction made Song Shijia, who was eating, raise an eyebrow and suspiciously glance at her.
What was he awkward about? Could he possibly be one of Ji Shen’s anti-fans?
But anti-fans wouldn’t change their WeChat avatars and ga IDs to resemble Ji Shen’s, right? What kind of twisted anti-fan would do that?
Under her gaze, Ji Ruofeng beca more uncomfortable, even the roots of his ears hidden under his fringe turned red.
"You... why are you always looking at ?"
Song Shijia: "..." Seriously, you’re a popular guy and you’re afraid of people looking at you?
There are quite a few girls who sneak glances at him during als, right? How co he’s never blushed before?
Ji Ruofeng hurriedly finished his al, handed his study materials to Yun Qiluo, and quickly left.
Song Shijia felt puzzled, asked Yun Qiluo, "Luo Luo, what’s up with him?"
Yun Qiluo obediently shook her head, "I don’t know."
Then, munching on the chicken leg Ji Ruofeng bought her, she mumbled, "He’s often like this, silly."
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After what happened a few days ago, Ji Ruofeng dared not let her go ho alone again.
Although Yun Qiluo planned to cram her courses these days and didn’t intend to stream or play gas, he still ca over first thing to escort her to the school gate with Song Shijia.
Even so, today he seed to be on edge the whole ti.
Even his gaze was filled with the words: Do Not Disturb.
He regained the noble school heartthrob image and aura once more.
To this, Yun Qiluo and Song Shijia had the sa thought: Did this kid go dumb?
Only when Yun Qiluo saw their car did she wave her hand to bid them goodbye:
"You guys go back! Uncle Driver is right ahead, I won’t be in any trouble!"
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