Su Yue had just set foot in West City. Before he even walked out of the station, he ran into an acquaintance.
Du Jing's Book!
"Y-You... you, you..."
Seeing Su Yue, Du Jing's Book looked as if he had seen a ghost, his reaction so exaggerated that his lips were trembling. Behind Du Jing's Book was another student from West Martial. Su Yue took a look and figured the guy had probably just broken through to the Third Grade.
"You what? Haven't you seen this handsome face before?" Su Yue grumpily punched Du Jing's Book.
What a little surprise.
"You are... what was your name again? Sorry, I forgot!" Su Yue looked at the student behind him. He remembered seeing this person before, but they probably hadn't spoken, so they weren't familiar.
"My name is Zhang Weiwei, a sophomore. We met in the Student Union office; I was still at the Second Grade back then.
"All of our classmates at West Martial are proud of you." Zhang Weiwei stepped forward and hurriedly shook Su Yue's hand.
