But Lin Wushuang still didn't look up. She genuinely didn't want to see Xu Fei's face; as fake as it could get, that's how fake it was. As for Lin Wushuang's behavior, Mo Shaoyun was entirely used to it and didn't think much of it.
If Lin Wushuang were nice to him, he'd find it rather strange.
By this time, the morning reading was over, and the homeroom teacher started walking to the podium. Mo Shaoyun couldn't mess around under the teacher's eye, so he quietly returned to his seat.
Anyway, things were settled, just waiting for news from Lu Xiaoyu.
When Mo Shaoyun got to his seat, he glanced around and saw Chen Tianlong with his eyes closed, seemingly asleep.
However, when Mo Shaoyun saw the notebook Lin Wushuang gave him, a mischievous smile flashed across his face.
This little action didn't escape the eyes of Chen Tianlong, who had just looked up. His brows furrowed, pondering something.
