Upon hearing this, Yu Zhiyi was stunned.
"Seriously?"
"Not really." Jiang Nian glanced at her, "Don't bother me if there's nothing going on. Oh, by the way, I lost a bet to Qingbao."
"A bet?" Yu Zhiyi's eyes were unfocused.
Seriously, you guys are actually betting. Qingbao, such a serious person, is getting into intimate bets with you?
"What was the bet?"
"Cleaning the blackboard for her, it's filled with writing during class..." Jiang Nian said, "You know, it needs a..."
"Sycophant!" Yu Zhiyi was sour, wanting to be angry but realizing she had no reason, "I beg you, give me Qingbao."
"Let go, look at you, so hopeless." Jiang Nian struggled a bit, "Why bother, Qingbao doesn't like you."
"No, I've calculated it; her zodiac sign is just a bit slow to warm up." Yu Zhiyi whimpered, "It'll be fine once she's familiar."
What a bootlicking class representative.
Even a slick non-stick guy can have devoted fans.
