Lan Yingjun choked.
The next second, he realized: "So you, you, you did it on purpose?!"
"Instead of wasting time, why not check if what little capital you have left is still there?" Qin Xin replied coldly, then ignored him.
She beckoned to Song Anjing, who looked utterly confused behind him: "Come with me."
Song Anjing followed her dumbfounded for several meters, suppressing shock and excitement: "That's the senior in his third year, our school heartthrob, the prince charming in many girls' hearts, and Xinxin, you actually ignored him!"
Qin Xin said coldly, "I don't feel like dealing with him. Why, is he your prince charming?"
Song Anjing shook her head vigorously, glanced shyly at a certain boy in Class 2 who was still checking scores: "No, no, no, I'm not about looks, I only admire those academic gods who can sleep in class and still score high... By the way, Xinxin, I saw your class was handing out papers, how did you score?"
Qin Xin: "Not much."
